Made Men 1: Bad Timing (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “As much as I would love to, I don’t want to rush our first time. She could be resistant. Besides, I really need to have her willing and desperate to save her cousin and the rest of the family. When it comes to the money Paulie owes, she needs to accept me and my control to start paying off his debt.”

  “I found out something that might change your mind,” Trojan whispered. Colosar turned to glance up at Trojan, who was an inch or so taller.

  “There’s no evidence of her ever having a boyfriend or a lover. A colleague of hers swears that she’s a virgin.”

  Colosar’s eyes widened and then he felt his heart instantly race. He felt light-headed at the thought.

  “Holy fuck.”

  Trojan nodded.

  “If you wanted, you could own her forever. Her only lover.”

  Colosar licked his lips, felt his cock harden instantly, and so many ideas, fantasies filtered through his mind. All the things he could do to her, to claim her his woman and his woman only. What were the chances that she was a virgin, that he had such a strong desire to fuck her and make her his woman? Was it fate or what? It seemed his world was only getting better. After this week, he could land the business deal of his life, setting him above and beyond the powerful state he was already in. Personally, he could have the woman of any sane man’s dreams. A sexy, provocative virgin to claim and own. To know no other man’s cock fucked that pussy, holy fuck. He felt flush, and then Trojan placed his hand on his shoulder.

  “Should I postpone the plane?” he asked.

  He thought about it. He wanted to badly, but no woman, no matter how infatuated he had become with Bella, was going to rule his mind so deeply he made a foolish business decision. “No. It’s better I wait. She’s been a virgin this long. I’ll just ensure she keeps her legs closed while we’re apart. Bring her to me. We’ll head out and I’ll leave her with a reminder of who she belongs to.”

  * * * *

  Trojan was rough as he pulled her along the corridor to the back door of the building. She had to rudely leave her boss’s side, where she felt somewhat safe from Colosar’s roaming hands. She didn’t know what happened but when they got through the back door and she saw the limo she knew he was taking her home or to be with Colosar. She started to panic. Would he force himself on her, claim her virginity, her body tonight and officially take over her world? She wondered if she should fight him, make him force himself on her because she didn’t want this. She wanted to choose her first lover. Instead, her cousin’s reckless, selfish decisions put her and the entire Costanza family at risk of pain and loss of financial security.

  As the door opened, she saw Colosar and slid along the seat next to him. Trojan got in and sat across from them and then tapped the glass divider window for the driver to know they were ready to leave.

  “Enjoy the event?” Colosar asked.

  She didn’t answer. She crossed her legs and stared out the side window.

  “I asked you a question, Bella,” Colosar stated, and she could tell he was pissed.

  “No,” she stated. Of course she didn’t enjoy it. She didn’t want to be here or be presented as his fuck toy. She felt the men looking at her body, whispering about her like she was some whore, and she hadn’t even slept with Colosar yet. He was spreading the word quietly, discretely, and no one would ask her if it were true. He kept this part of his life quiet. He was feared by many, including her.

  His hand was on her knee, squeezing it hard. She gasped and instinctively put her hand over his and turned to look at him.

  “Colosar.”

  He stared at her.

  “When I ask you if you enjoyed the event your correct response would be ‘yes, sir.’ I went to a lot of trouble to prepare you to be seen with me,” he said and slid his hand back and forth between her thighs and knees. She tightened up and he gripped her thigh above her knee tighter.

  “You’re resistant to the rules, and the first one you should know and accept is to obey my orders, no matter what they are.”

  “I didn’t want to be here. I don’t want any of this.”

  “The choice isn’t yours, Bella. Don’t make me hurt you. You’re way too beautiful to bruise up. Besides, your cousin owes me a lot of money, and your acceptance of my control, my touch, could help ease that burden on him and your family.”

  Her eyes widened. She would really be his whore, paying off Paulie’s debt, saving her family’s multiple businesses from destruction by allowing this man to control her and own her body. She was shaking.

  He pressed his hand higher but she wouldn’t budge. He held her gaze.

  “Uncross your legs.”

  “No.”

  “Do it,” Trojan snapped at her. She looked across at him. His tux jacket was pulled open. The big black gun sat in a holster and it scared her.

  “I need for you to promise me a few things. Now open for me and don’t make me ask again.”

  She was shaking as she uncrossed her legs and prayed the man didn’t take her in the back of this limo.

  He eased his palm up between her legs, back and forth, stroking her inner thighs. He leaned over her, causing her to slide away. He eyed over her breasts in the top.

  “I want to see what is going to belong to me very soon.”

  She gulped.

  “Every man got to catch a glimpse of your full breasts, but they belong to me.” His hand slid closer to her panties and she gasped. She was shaking with fear as tears stung her eyes. He stared at her, squinting.

  “I think you’re right, Trojan. My Bella is more special than I thought.”

  Trojan made a sound like a hum or a moan. Was he getting off on this? Was he going to touch her, too? She freaked.

  “Colosar, please don’t do this.”

  “You must obey and accept me. Now pull down that top.” Her jaw dropped and she looked at Trojan, who stared with anticipation. She shook her head. Colosar’s hand squeezed her inner groin.

  “I told you I can do this calmly or I can take what I want. Your choice. Now show me your breasts.” He leaned closer, and as she pushed one strap off her shoulder, he eased her dress up to her panties, a matching red thong he chose for her to wear. She glanced at Trojan, who was in a dead stare at her panties.

  “Colosar,” she pleaded.

  “Now!” He raised his voice and she slid the side down and a breast emerged.

  He leaned closer, stuck his tongue out and licked the tip. She closed her eyes.

  “No. You hold it, cup your breast in offering to me, Bella. Your man, your soon to be one and only lover ever again,” he said through clenched teeth.

  She felt the tears roll down her cheeks as she cupped the breast with one hand and he licked and then suckled on it. She cried and prayed it wouldn’t go any further than this. That some way, somehow, she could get out of this situation.

  His fingers grazed her mound and his mouth hurt her breast.

  Please don’t let him force himself on me tonight. Please.

  Chapter 5

  “This is going to be awesome!” Caprice yelled out as all nine of them arrived at their private house at the resort. Bella laughed as the others ran through to check out the rental they would be living in for a week. She escaped Colosar’s attempts at claiming her body. This vacation would be her last week in control of her life and her virginity. Caprice, Donata, Fina, Giada, Gisella, Adalina, Alessa, Alda, and Bella all made comments as they opened the sliding doors and took in the views.

  “This is amazing. How the hell did you pull this off, Giada?” Fina asked her.

  “I have my connections,” Giada replied and blew on her fancy, red manicured nails and then shook them.

  “Well, whoever you blew, he was worth it,” Alda stated and the women all started laughing.

  “A blow job didn’t land this house, Alda, but I predict many blow jobs will be happening in this house this week,” Giada stated, and they all hooted and hollered.

  Bella felt her cheeks blush and a smile
form on her face and then quickly disappear. This was more than just a week getaway with friends. This was her last week of freedom. Her gut clenched as she placed her bags on one of the beds in the far bedroom to the right of the house. Everyone had their own small room, but she chose this one by the private entrance so she could disappear and walk down to the beach at night and come and go early for work the first two days.

  “Hey, Miss Serious, what’s the frown for? It’s only two days of work, and isn’t it like shopping?” Adalina asked her as she stood by her doorway.

  “I suppose it is. I’ve been under a lot of stress lately, that’s all.”

  “Which is why you needed this vacation. Just live a little this week. No consequences for your actions. You can get shitfaced and let it all go. We’ve got your back,” she told her.

  “Really? And when you guys are all shitfaced who is going to watch over us?”

  “Hell, we’ll get through it together. Come on, Alessa pre-ordered alcohol and fruit juice and the blender is already going.”

  “I’ll be there in a minute. I just need to check to see if my passes for the event behind the scenes are in order for tomorrow morning.”

  “Okay, but you have to drink tonight. It’s our first night here.”

  “One drink, but that is it. I have to get through the first two days of work and then I’m game for anything,” she said, but the words didn’t reach her heart at all.

  * * * *

  “I’m so glad that you made it to this event this year, Bella. Usually Carrie comes,” Rayanna said to her. She hadn’t seen Bella in about two years. They met in Texas on their way to the convention center in Austin that was hosting knockoff merchandise from top designers. At the time, they were working shitty jobs and had both gotten the opportunities when co-workers screwed up at the last minute and they were sent. They had become quite friendly and still called one another often for info.

  “I know. I can’t believe where we are now, after the last several years.”

  “Tell me about it. I do not miss flying coach, staying at shitty hotels, or having my ideas or hard work ripped off by lazy employees with pull,” Rayanna said, and Bella chuckled. She took a sip from her wine glass.

  “You’re still working for Gunther Shaw, though,” Bella asked her.

  “Ahhh, I get antsy every now and then. I have other opportunities but I don’t know if I’m ready for a change.”

  “I would love a change, but I guess I’m stuck for now.” She told Rayanna all about Carrie getting sick and being forced into a meeting with this asshole big shot.

  “I know the types. Guys can be such pompous dicks.”

  “Sounds like you have personal experience,” Bella said and wondered if Rayanna did. She was more worldly than Bella, and tall, almost like model height. A stunning brunette with almost glowing hazel eyes. She had a more Persian look to her than Italian.

  “I guess you could say that. But I’ve got Carlos.”

  “Carlos?” Bella asked, squinting. Rayanna pointed toward the side and there stood a big muscular looking Spanish guy. He looked badass.

  “My cousins assigned him to me after I had a few unpleasant situations with a stalker.”

  “Oh God, a stalker? Shoot.”

  “Actually, you’ll get to meet my cousins if they show up here. I know the boss wants to buy them a drink. Anyway, what about you, seeing anyone?”

  Bella hesitated a moment and then shook her head.

  “Out of choice or some bad experience?” Rayanna asked.

  “Both. I’m better off single and working for the rest of my life.”

  “That’s sad. You’re gorgeous and so sweet. I pictured you engaged or married and starting a family by now. I’m surprised I never got that call.”

  “What? And give up all this?” Bella said and waved her hand around.

  “Hey, there are some pretty hot guys around. Could be hook up central and no one will know a thing. You can sleep with who you want and then go back to New York without a worry.” She winked.

  “I’m staying here with eight friends, and you sound just like them.”

  “Bet they’ll be doing the same.”

  “They are planning a party in a few days.”

  “Don’t tell me you’re working here all week?”

  “No, just tomorrow, then officially on vacation.”

  “Awesome. You should come to this party I’m going to. They’ll be lots of hot guys and free food and drinks.”

  “Maybe.”

  Rayanna smiled. “We can let down our hair together and just roll with it,” she said to her, and Bella wondered if she should take her up on the party and do as her friends said and enjoy this trip. After all, when she got back, she was going to be in living hell.

  She was already trying to figure out how she would come up with the money for Colosar. She knew he wouldn’t accept that as a payoff, not when he wanted to own her. It didn’t make sense. The man could get any woman he wanted. Plus Paulie was a nobody. Sure, he was her cousin, but he screwed up and it wasn’t fair that she had to suffer because of it. She thought about talking to her other cousins. Don, Vinny, Sunny, and Clemenza were sort of their own businessmen. She didn’t even understand what they did. Something about revamping businesses and then selling them off for profit. Anyway, they might have money, but would Colosar accept that, or would he hurt Paulie again, or her aunts and uncles? Plus maybe Colosar would go after her cousins’ businesses, as well. That wasn’t a chance she was willing to take.

  She feared the man and the next time he touched her it wasn’t going to stop there. She shivered.

  The thought of Colosar forcing her to be his lover and threatening all her family made her feel sick, but also angry. Somehow, despite his aggressive behavior in the limo, she held onto her virginity. She had a feeling he touched her and made demands to intimidate her and instill fear while they were apart for the week. It worked, and she was afraid her vacation was ruined.

  * * * *

  “Why do we have to be here? They’ve got everything under control,” Mateus asked Major. They stood by the doorway where hundreds of people gathered to check out the new line of clothing just modeled by a set of twenty supermodels.

  “He wants us to go to the bar for a drink. It’s good for business. Then we can head out of here and get things ready for the party tomorrow night. The gang is arriving,” Major told Mateus.

  “Whatever. Let’s get this shit over with. All that’s around here are bimbos.”

  “Hot ones,” Major said and winked.

  Mateus gave him a sideways look. Major raised his hands up.

  “I know, I know, this is a vacation. I got it. Let’s head over there.”

  As they walked through the crowd and got closer to the bar he saw his cousin Rayanna first. She was dressed in a slim-fitting sexy purple dress that dipped very low in the back. She was always sporting the latest fashions and styles, and as she laughed he spotted another woman, petite, brown hair past her shoulders, and the back of her cream colored dress dipped just as low as Rayanna’s, but her ass stuck out, round and firm. She had toned arms and he wanted to see her face. Just then Rayanna saw them and waved them over. The brunette turned around and Mateus felt as if his heart stopped beating.

  “Nice,” Major whispered. The woman was a goddess. Her breasts full and her belly flat, and the collar closed around her neck, accentuating her breasts. She locked gazes with them, and Mateus smiled.

  Rayanna hugged them both and then introduced them to the woman.

  “Mateus, Major, meet my good friend Bella. She works for one of the fashion companies in New York,” she said. Bella smiled, then reached out her hand for them to shake.

  Major beat him to it. He closed the space between them and smiled.

  “Nice to meet you, Bella,” he said, and then Mateus took her hand.

  “Hello,” he said to her.

  “Hello to both of you, too.”

  “Mateus, Major, ther
e you are. I’d like for you to meet Sheila Fields and Montoya Gazone,” Gunther Shaw interrupted, and then introductions began. Mateus listened as they all talked about the show and the fashions coming up this fall. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of Bella and noticed that she was very professional in her comments throughout the conversation. As the evening progressed, she politely began to ease back toward the bar and glance at her cell phone.

  He looked at Major, who appeared to show interest in getting to know Bella more. When Mateus glanced at Rayanna, she shook her head in warning. He squinted at her then eased closer.

  “What is that expression for?”

  “She’s a friend. I’ve known her for years and she’s very sweet.”

  “She looks sweet,” he whispered.

  “Mateus, she isn’t some bimbo you can get off on. I mean a very sweet woman, very dedicated to her career and to her family. She’s Italian and has a big family. Lots of cousins.”

  “I’m just having a drink with her.”

  “I can see she caught Major’s interest, as well. Please, Mateus, she is a friend and not experienced with men like you.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind. Besides, I’m looking to relax this week, not engage in anything deep or meaningful.”

  “Exactly,” she said to him and then walked away.

  He couldn’t help but to feel a little guilty. Rayanna never stopped him or Major from pursuing an interest. If anything, she gave a shrug or ignored it when they set their eyes on a woman, or item for that matter. He didn’t know why he was even interested in getting to know Bella, or even just conversing with her. He was the one that didn’t do relationships. He was the one adamant about making this trip a total vacation, no distractions or anything serious.

  He watched Bella checking out her cell phone and texting. He couldn’t resist, and as he got closer, the enticing smell of her shampoo aroused him. It was their first night here. More than likely nothing would come of this.