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“It seems my brother wants a show, whore.” Antonio pinches her nose shut tightly with one hand and thrusts her head forward.
“That’s it, whore. You have no control. We. Own. You.” Salvatore punctuates each of his words with a hard thrust forward.
“The curve of her hips as one of us fucks her from behind, her tits swaying in time with the movements as you jack off.”
Salvatore’s eyes clench shut as he groans, the sound mingling with his brother’s voice. Salvatore replaces his hand on the back of her head, pulling back and allowing her to gasp for air before shoving his cock back down her throat.
Antonio maintains his tight grip on her nose, using his other hand to free his cock from his pants. His eyes lock with mine as he strokes it in time with Salvatore’s movement.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck her tight pussy,” Antonio moans as the pace quickens.
My ears ring, remembering the sound of Celia’s soft, little moans. My chest heaves as I gasp for air, my mouth open as I rock my hips upward involuntarily.
I’ve watched these two have sex with countless numbers of women before, but I’ve never once had the desire to join in until right this moment. Is she the reason for my need to move from a bystander to a willing participant? I close my eyes and take a deep breath, fighting to hang on to my last thread of control. I’m the protector. The one who makes problems go away by any means necessary, but the very idea of making this girl disappear has sweat rolling down my spine.
“Do you think she’s had a man before?” My eyes snap open at the sound of Antonio’s voice. “Are you the only one who’s ever touched her virgin pussy?”
Pre-cum leaks steadily onto my pants, soaking the front until I’m a sticky mess. I curse internally. A primal need to fuck, to claim, to breed comes over me, but I fight to keep it locked away.
A groan escapes from my lips, a deep, needy sound as I fight to maintain control. My hips thrust into the air, searching for friction to ease the burning desire flowing through me. Images of Celia’s pouty lips around my cock fill my mind. The way her black dress melted into her curves would turn any man’s head, but she’s young and almost half our age. Too innocent for the likes of us and our depraved minds, but I want her.
The rational part of my brain is a distant memory, overrun by the near-maddening desire to sink between her folds and empty deep inside her. I’m moving before I even notice what I’m doing. My hand clasps around the doorknob of the room.
“If you bring her back here, you have to share,” Antonio shouts as I fling open the door in search of Celia.
I take a few steps down the hall before I find her. A man about my height is standing a few inches away from her face, towering over her. But instead of cowering in fear, her chin is raised in defiance, daring him to make a move. And then he does. His hand shoots out, knocking her head against the wall before tightening his grip around her neck. His body leans forward, whispering something in her ear before dropping her to the floor. Celia immediately throws her arms over her head and lets out a blood-curdling scream.
Without thinking, my body moves at lightning speed toward her, my eyes focused on the man and the devilish smirk on his face.
“If you’re going to be a whore”—he grips her wrist tightly, pulling her to her feet—“why not with me?”
I push myself to move faster as his hand pulls back, ready to strike her when I catch his wrist, squeezing it tightly.
“This doesn’t concern you.” His eyes narrow as he fights to pull his arm free.
“Anything that has to do with her concerns me.” I pull my arm back and swing. The sound of his bones crunching under the force fills the hallway. “The next time you lay a finger on her, you’re dead.”
His body crumples to the floor as I pull out my phone and shoot off a text to security, letting them know they have garbage to clean up. I should stay here and make sure he leaves the premises, that his membership is revoked, and doesn’t get anywhere near Celia again. But right now, she’s my only concern. Leaning down, I scoop her into my arms and stride toward the employee lounge at the end of the hall.
Kicking in the door, everyone in the room jumps. All eyes are focusing on Celia’s sobbing body as she trembles in my arms.
“Out!” I bellow, blood still boiling in my veins at the idea of anyone laying a finger on this beautiful creature.
Everyone scrambles quickly out the door, pulling it tightly shut behind them as I lower her to the floor. Sobs wrack her entire body as she mumbles under her breath, her eyes shifting back and forth as if she is currently living her worst nightmare.
My eyes zero in on the skin around her neck, purpling slightly in the shape of the hand where that bastard had her pinned against the wall. Without saying a word, my hand brushes across the back of her head, feeling a large bump against my fingers.
“My sister. In pieces.” She sobs softly, her eyes red-rimmed from the tears streaming down her face.
Her entire body trembles in my embrace, and I feel helpless. This woman was attacked and is clearly fighting her own internal demons, and there’s nothing I can do but wait it out and let her come back to reality. Wrapping her in my arms tightly, we rock from side to side in a soothing motion. After what seems like an eternity, her breathing evens out, and her eyes come back into focus. But the moment our eyes lock, she throws her arms around my neck, sobbing uncontrollably for the second time.
“Everything is going to be okay. I promise.” Planting a kiss on her head, I hope I didn’t just lie to her.
I have every intention of ensuring that whatever is plaguing this girl disappears, but I need to know more about her if I’m going to protect her. She’s a mystery that I need to crack if we’re going to let her into our inner circle. My job is to protect my brothers from anyone and everything that could harm them. I want to keep this woman at arm’s length, but there is something about her that calls to me.
I’m slowly losing the battle to keep her at a distance. Instead, I want to worship her as the goddess she is. Pull her in close and protect her from all the evils in the world, just like that asshole I laid out a few moments ago. I don’t know if I just knocked out the head of one of our allies or our biggest enemy, and that’s dangerous. We’re going to get answers from her about why she’s snooping around, and then I’ll do everything in my power to ensure she never leaves my sight. That’s a promise.
“Why… why did he say that about my sister?” she whimpers, her entire body sagging into my arms as her eyes drift shut.
