“I need to taste you.”
“No. Oh God no, you can’t. We can’t. Nothing will come of this. It’s a mis—”
Lenox leaned over and kissed her. He explored her mouth as Ziek gripped her hand and pressed it above her head, causing her pelvis to lift just as Cobra thrust a finger into her very wet cunt. She moaned into Lenox’s mouth as Ziek suckled her other breast and ran his palm up and down her belly and to the top of her mound.
“Oh God, how do you do this to me? Yes, oh, yes more.” She exclaimed.
“That’s it. Let it go baby. Give us another orgasm. Show us how we make you feel. How fucking good it feels to have all of us next to you, bringing you pleasure,” Roman demanded. Her thighs lifted, her panties were pulled down and then Cobra’s mouth landed on her cunt.
She moaned into Lenox’s mouth and then he released her lips and she grunted and gasped for breath.
“So fucking giving and responsive. You’re perfect. So fucking perfect,” Lenox blurted out loudly. He looked crazed, his face flushed, and then his eyes zeroed in on her pussy where Cobra feasted on her. He nipped her clit and she gasped and arched upward.
Lenox’s mouth lowered to her other breast as if keeping her in place as they all feasted on her and touched her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She fantasized about this. About having them touch her, kiss her, fuck her.
Oh God, no. No, I can’t let this go that far. It would be meaningless. I’m not even sure this is right and-
“Oh!” she cried out as Cobra tugged hard on her clit and made her orgasm again. She was shaking when she heard Roman say it was his turn. She felt Cobra’s lips touch her inner groin, and then he lifted and Roman took his place. Roman went immediately down between her legs and suckled her cunt. He plunged his tongue in deeply while Ziek and Lenox sucked on her breasts. Cobra caressed her hair from her forehead and then lowered down, his lips glistening with her cream.
“Taste how delicious you are. A fucking delicacy,” he said harshly, yet it did something to her pussy and her nipples. He kissed her and she accepted his power and control. She felt so much for these four men that it scared her. She felt tears sting her eyes like she was overwhelmed with joy, a connection, yet there was the fear of how long would this last. Was it just lust?
She rocked her hips and then Ziek was asking for a taste. Roman lifted up and Ziek took his place. His plunged his tongue into her pussy and then nipped her clit. She gasped and tightened for Roman who pulled from her breast as Cobra lifted from her lips and then Roman gripped her hair.
“Give in. Let go fully. Now,” he said to her, and she didn’t know what he meant. Was she to give her heart and soul to him, to them, while they remained guarded and in control? It didn’t seem right or fair, no matter how good this felt. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions and things when Ziek lifted up and Lenox took his position. She hadn’t expected his tongue to stroke along her anus and pussy back and forth. Nor had she expected the deep moan that his ministrations caused.
“Oh yeah. So responsive. Yeah, baby, give it to me,” Lenox commanded and then she felt his finger slip into her ass.
“Lenox!” she grunted and came.
“God damn that is beautiful,” Ziek said, looking down to where Lenox stroked fingers into her ass and cunt. She couldn’t believe the sensation. The wildness and naughty feelings that consumed her. Then Roman slid his palm down her belly to her cunt and dipped a finger inside.
“Wet and ready for cock,” he said, then pulled his finger out and brought it to his mouth and sucked on it. Holy God, they are way more experienced than I am. Oh boy.
“Yes,” Lenox said and continued to stroke her ass as he fingered her cunt until she came again.
She was panting for breath.
“Where’s the bedroom? Get her to the bedroom so we can spread her out and take her in every fucking hole,” Cobra said.
“Oh God. No. No, we can’t. Please, it’s too much. I don’t even know what I’m doing,” she said and pulled upward, closed her thighs, shoved her breasts back into the cups of her bra. They stared at her breathing heavily, looking hungry and mad.
Roman stroked her thigh. “You feel it just like we do. Why fight it?” he asked.
“Why? God, this is crazy. I’ve never been…well, kissed liked that. Touched liked that by any man, never mind four. I mean, fingers and tongues everywhere, and I…I wasn’t even expecting you to be here, and you’re here, and you’re making demands and acting like you own me. I won’t be some woman to screw. I’m sorry but I need more than that, and lust is lust. I can’t do this.”
“You want Roberto? You have feelings for him and want to sleep with him?” Cobra asked her, sounding angry and jealous.
“Cobra,” Lenox reprimanded him and Cobra grabbed his head and growled, then walked away.
She was breathing heavily and running her fingers through her hair. She felt so exposed.
“We want you,” Roman stated firmly. His expression hard, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at her like she belonged to him already. It was super fast-forward. She let them take control of her and tag team her. This was what her friends talked about. The intensity, the power, and the full throttle mentality made men had. She couldn’t just sleep with them, well, have sex with them because they wanted her and it felt good? Where were the dates? The sweet kisses and kind compliments, the moments leading up to making love, not fucking?
“You want sex and nothing more, like the other women you’ve been with.”
“Nothing has felt like this,” Ziek said.
“That isn’t a denial of what I just said. It’s sex,” she stated.
“It’s a start,” Lenox said.
Her jaw dropped and she quickly firmed her lips. She felt hurt, used, and she should have known what she did from the start that anything intimate with them would be temporary. She wasn’t okay with that. Her life was screwy enough. She felt like crying. They would use her. Get their need, the lust they had for her out of their heads by screwing her. No way. Now, she was angry and insulted.
“I think you should leave,” she said and moved off the table, fixed her skirt and then her shirt.
“We’re driving you, remember?” Roman stated firmly.
“I’ll call a cab,” she replied.
“No cab. You are to obey orders. It’s necessary,” Cobra ordered.
They were crazy, wild, intense, and demanding, and it all aroused her and made her want to throw inhibition to the wind, but that would be foolish. She would end up with a broken heart, a destroyed reputation, and even more scared and untrusting than ever. Plus, her family would be right. She would be a whore and nothing more.
“I need to get ready to go. I’m not right for you. I deserve respect, and a lot more then you’re willing to give. So leave me alone.”
“We’re still driving you,” Cobra snapped at her. She hurriedly headed to her room. Why did she get the feeling that Cobra would always have the last word?
Chapter Five
“So apparently the dick did cheat on her, was abusive, and Calvin’s family has connections to Alessa’s. A modern day arranged marriage of sorts. She hasn’t spoken to her family, and a close friend to both families indicated that Alessa’s parents weren’t happy about the friends she hung out with. They are all in ménage relationships,” Parker told Roberto.
Roberto narrowed his eyes at Parker. “Alessa has engaged in this type of relationship?”
“No, and she doesn’t date anyone in that circle of friends that we know of or were able to find out. However, the night she was drugged, Roman, Cobra, Ziek, and Lenox watched over her and protected her.”
“Those fucking animals probably took advantage of her drugged up. They’re fucking scum.”
“I don’t think so, but the only way to know would be to ask Alessa, and that wouldn’t be wise.”
“She’s going to find out I know them somehow. Certainly we were seen together at Club Oliva. I’m not too concerned,
as long as I can convince her that I’m sincere. I mean, I like her. Don’t you think she would be the perfect mate for me?”
“She is stunning, very sweet, controllable, yet classy, too,” Lane added.
“One hell of a body, even if we’ve only seen her in conservative attire,” Parker stated.
“She looked hot in that pastry chef outfit, who are you guys kidding?” Roberto asked. Both men laughed.
“There are things you could use to persuade her if she’s as timid and shy as she seems, Roberto,” Parker said.
Roberto looked at him and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.
“I know what you mean. I wonder though, despite her show of independence and refusal to submit to their demands, if she still seeks their support, acceptance of her professional decision, or even hopes for their approval and love. This could be weaknesses.”
“Everyone has a weakness and knowing those weaknesses gives you an advantage, a tool to control them,” Lane stated.
“Exactly. However, depending on how today goes, perhaps I won’t need to poke at those weaknesses, and instead can gain her trust, her companionship without them.”
“Where are you planning on taking her to dinner?” Parker asked.
“Rogans.”
“The bar and grill place?” Lane asked.
“Yup. Casual, not fancy, fun, a little loud, but hopefully exactly the kind of place to get her to relax and smile. I would have offered take out again and dining at her place, but she would never accept that not knowing me too well. Perhaps in a week or so, things will be different. Hopefully I can be as patient as I need to be with her.” He thought about Alessa, about her body, the scent of her shampoo and he wondered if he could maintain that patience for longer than a few days. This was going to be a challenge, but one he had a feeling would be well worth it.
* * * *
“What do we do now? That was insane.” Ziek stated once they were alone in the restaurant and away from Alessa and Gisella. One look from Gisella and Ziek knew she was aware something was up.
“What can we do but wait this out and see if she weakens and gives into the attraction,” Ziek stated.
“She is pissed off and insulted. Power of an attraction is not going to get her un-pissed,” Lenox said.
“Well, she needs to accept whatever we can give at this point in time. Any other woman in that situation would have been pleading for us to take her right there on the table. Fuck,” Roman hissed.
“What the fuck are we doing? We want her. Plain and simple, we want her in our beds and under us. What’s the fucking problem besides her being resistant?” Ziek asked.
“The fucking problem is that we made her feel like just another woman we want to screw. That’s the fucking problem,” Lenox told them and exhaled. He and Ziek were sitting at the bar strumming their fingers and looking around the place. It wasn’t busy at all in this small restaurant right down the block from Club Empire. Gisella and Alessa sat at a booth in the corner, talking. Prince and Scotch were nearby. They were Gisella’s security today. There was no reason for Ziek, Roman, Lenox, and Cobra to remain there but they did. They didn’t want to leave quite yet. Cobra was in a dead stare at her. This situation was ridiculous.
Why couldn’t his brother and cousins just admit that they wanted Alessa to be their woman only? That somehow they could work this out and commit to only her despite their jobs, their reputations as soldiers and made men? Things had been changing for all of them. They were involved in their own businesses, training other men in the family to be security and do other jobs they used to do. They could all make changes. Talk to Collin and Fedarro, Mateus and Major about limiting their role as heavies and enforcers, and focus more on the businesses they made money on. It was time. They weren’t getting any younger.
Ziek felt that pain in the pit of his stomach. This was exactly how the others felt. It was an insane move, a change they may not have felt comfortable with and one that would make them appear weak and accessible. People would know that Alessa was their weakness, a means to get to them and hurt them.
He thought about this guy, Roberto. Could he know that Alessa was important to them somehow? That would mean he had inside information or something, because no one knew how they felt about her. Cobra and Roman said that Roberto was a business man. He had no ties to any families, just associates with some smaller groups and maybe Ukrainian businessmen, but nothing more. Of all the fucking women for Roberto to meet and set his eyes on, why was it Alessa? What was the guy into these days? Should they start looking into him?
When he thought about that, he realized that if Alessa started dating the guy, hell, sleeping with him, it was going to eat them alive. Cobra could really lose his shit and do something drastic. He looked toward where Alessa was as his cousins and brother decided it was time to head out. They couldn’t stand there watching her and knowing they couldn’t touch her, or show their interest and attraction. She was insulted and that was something they needed to fix, but maybe giving her time to cool off and perhaps dissect what happened at her place might make her change her mind about them. After all, their encounter was pretty fucking hot. It would be the subject of his dreams until they had her in their arms again. He might just be the one to lose it and do something drastic.
* * * *
“They are totally staring at you. Why can’t you tell me what happened, Alessa? It’s obvious that they made a move of some kind.”
Alessa exhaled. “I want nothing to do with them. They aren’t right for me or good for me. I have too much on my plate right now, and today is my only day off.”
“Well if you aren’t going to tell me then at least tell me about the guys you were with last night.”
“How do you know about that?”
“Seriously? Fedarro said that one of the guys, a businessman or something, may be connected to Cobra and Roman’s past somehow. It wasn’t explained, but Fedarro and Collin knew I was meeting you today and they were asked to have me warn you.”
“They?” Alessa asked and Gisella raised her eyebrows up and Alessa glanced toward the direction of the bar. She then looked back and at her lap as she played with her napkin.
“Yeah, well, I don’t exactly believe anything those men have to say. In fact, they seem to say and do whatever they want and expect submission. For all I know, their so-called concerns could be bullshit and another way to try and make me feel weak or like I need their protection or something.”
“I don’t think they would do that,” Gisella said.
Alessa leaned forward to make sure no one could hear.
“They came onto me at my apartment. Started kissing me, touching me, and then Cobra orders for them to take me to my bedroom. Just like that.”
“Holy shit, that sounds hot.”
“Hot? Gisella, I haven’t seen them in months. They show up at my apartment and they tell me when I was drugged I said things. I was so confused and emotional. I haven’t been the same since that night.”
“Of course you haven’t. It was traumatic for you. Roman, Lenox, Cobra, and Ziek were by your side the entire time. They were very concerned for you.”
“They obviously saw me as an easy lay, but that didn’t happen because I realized how meaningless it was to them, to have sex with a woman. I mean, I know the lust was there, the hunger, but they never even just talked to me, kissed me, took me out someplace, or even flirted for crying out loud. Then suddenly they’re telling me how I expressed my desires for them when I was drugged?”
“Holy crap. I wonder if you kissed them or threw yourself at them and they had to stop you? That drug is powerful.”
“Wonderful, that just makes me feel even better about this.”
“Sorry. Forget I said that. They knew you were under the influence of drugs. The point is, they care. They were looking out for you and they are now.”
“I don’t know about that. They weren’t specific but it sounded like Roberto is their enemy for another reas
on. The side I’ve seen of Roberto has been kind, gentle, and he’s older, too. More seasoned. Not in a rush to maul me and fuck me on my kitchen table,” she stated firmly.
Gisella laughed and covered her mouth. She leaned closer and stared at Alessa. “On the kitchen table? Seriously?”
“Yes, and after being in my place for all of about five minutes.”
“Damn, no wonder you’re so insulted. But obviously you were enjoying it.”
“Hello? Look at them. I mean, I know you’re taken, but come on. They’re huge, sexy, and fierce, and have that whole mysterious, bad boy thing going, and never mind being made men and enforcers. They kick ass. They run businesses. They are intimidating as all else.”
“So what’s the problem? Sounds like all things that turn you on.”
“Turn me on, yes, but make me sleep with them knowing it will be only sex? Not a good idea. Secondly, my mother would be right, and I would be the whore she claimed I would become hanging out with all my friends who engaged in ménage relationships. I would be a disappointment like she thinks I am now.”
“No. That’s bullshit. Your mom said that?”
“Hello, why do you think I stopped talking to them and finished law school on my own? Got rid of Calvin after he cheated on me with two women. I don’t trust easy. You know that. Add in being drugged and not knowing, not remembering a thing and it eats at me. I don’t feel safe anywhere. I want…I need, a man or men who will be attentive, who will care and aren’t after a piece of ass or their latest interest. I’m not saying that the attraction isn’t there, it is, but I need more, Gisella. Don’t I deserve more after all the shit I’ve been going through? Why can’t a man truly care about me? Put me first and not cheat on me, or use me for something they want?”
A tear escaped her eye and Gisella sobered. She took Alessa’s hand. “I’m sorry. You’re right. You do deserve better treatment. You deserve to feel good about yourself, and to be happy and safe.”
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