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“We should leave Alabama to rest,” I announce, looking pointedly to Dimi and Vik. “Join us downstairs for dinner later,” I tell her, then follow Dimi and Vik out of the door.
I don’t activate the lock, but I don’t think she’ll make a run for it. Now she knows who and what we are, I’d like to think she’s intelligent enough to know that running would not only be pointless, but also dangerous for her. Especially now.
Descending the stairs, I follow the others into the office, closing the door before turning and glaring at Dimi. “What the hell did you do?” I demand.
“What?” He shrugs nonchalantly.
“Why did Dr. Wood look like he was about to piss his fucking pants? When did Alabama pass out and why the fuck didn’t you tell us?”
“I told you she looked dehydrated,” he says, turning away to sit behind his desk.
My cell beeps and I pull it from my pocket, bringing the screen to life. There’s a video file from Vik and glancing at him quizzically I open it.
The video is silent, but I watch as my brother doctors a bottle of water with something in a hypodermic needle. The video cuts to Dimi sitting on the bench in front of the vanity table in the closet while Alabama drinks from a bottle of water. It cuts again, to Dimi carefully pulling her from beneath the table and carrying her into the bedroom. I watch with bated breath as he peels off her clothes then takes her unconscious body into the bathroom.
Hitting pause, I glare at him. “What did you do?”
“Keep watching, you didn’t even get to the good part yet.” Vik chuckles, his cell in one hand, his other hand palming his cock beneath his pants.
I know I shouldn’t, but I hit play and the video starts again. My dick hardens as Dimi bathes her, gently caressing her skin with a cloth, before washing her hair. I’m not expecting it, when he drops the cloth and starts to touch her breasts, cupping each one as her nipples pebble and tighten. My cock twitches and I almost come in my pants when he reaches between her legs and starts to play with her pretty pussy.
“How did she feel?” Vik asks a little breathlessly, his hand still stroking his dick.
“Tight,” Dimi croaks. “So fucking tight I could barely get two fingers inside of her.”
“Is she a virgin?” I pant, hating myself for asking, but needing to know.
“No, but she’s not a whore either. Her ass was untouched, so god damned tight I could barely get the tip of my finger into her virgin hole. I can’t wait to watch my dick stretch her out. It’ll take some time to train her to take us all, but her body was made for fucking.”
“Jesus,” Vik groans, his dick out of his pants now as he blows his load into a piece of off white fabric.
“You couldn’t have waited to do that in the bathroom?” I snap.
“Why would I wait? Watching Dimi finger her holes her while she was unconscious was hot as fuck. If we’re going to share her, we need to get used to basically living in a lifelong circle jerk.” He laughs.
“Did you…?” I trail off, struggling to find the words to ask my best friend if he raped his fake wife’s unconscious body.
“No,” he answers quickly, knowing what I was asking without me having to actually say the words.
“Good, that would have been. Fuck, that would have been bad.”
“Yeah, rape’s totally bad, but a bit of light fingering, that’s fine,” Vik scoffs, letting the fabric in his hand unfurl until I realize it’s a pair of panties.
“Where the fuck?” I ask.
“They were on the floor.” He smirks. “Do you think she’d wear these for me? I think I like the idea of her wearing panties that are wet with my cum.”
“Throw those things in the fucking trash, the only clothes she’ll wear from now on are the ones we buy for her,” Dimi growls.
“We should have saved the stuff from her apartment. I barely slept, listening to her cry last night.”
“My wife will never wear thrift store or dumpster trash clothes again,” Dimi snarls, his muscles taught with anger.
“Our wife,” I remind him. “She may have your name, but she’s not just yours, she’s all of ours.”
CHAPTER 14
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