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I turn my attention back to her, my voice low and seductive. “Do you want to tell Elio what happened between us after the party? Go on, tell him how much you enjoyed it.”
Elio’s grip on Camila tightens, and he glares at me because I’ve already told him, but she doesn’t know. “Ren,” he growls in warning.
Camila’s sobs intensify, her body trembling. “I... I didn’t... I’m sorry...”
I grin, relishing in her discomfort. “Oh, come on, bookworm. Don’t be shy. Tell Elio how you moaned my name, how you begged me for more.” I smirk, enjoying Camila’s distress as I turn to face my brother. “You should have seen her. The way she looked at me, her eyes wide and wanting. I knew she was mine for the taking.”
Elio’s jaw clenches. “Enough, Renzo. I don’t want to hear this.”
But I continue, relishing every detail. “We were alone in her dorm. I had her pressed against the wall while I kissed her temping lips.”
Camila sobs, trying to interrupt, but I raise my hand to silence her.
“Don’t be embarrassed, bookworm. You were amazing. The way you kissed me back. The little gasps and moans you made when my hands wandered under that sexy dress of yours.”
Elio tries to pull her away, but I block his path.
“She was so wet for me, brother. I barely had to touch her before she was begging me to make her come. I tasted her sweet little cunt and made her come on my face. So damn delicious, but you wouldn’t know because you’ve been playing the long game.” I grin wickedly. “Was it as good for you as for me, Camila?”
Camila turns away, unable to meet my eyes. Elio shakes with barely controlled rage.
I clap him on the shoulder. “Don’t feel bad, brother. You’ll get your turn with her soon enough. But I had to be the first to taste that tight virgin p-”
Elio cuts me off as his fist connects with my jaw in a burst of pain and stars. I laugh through the blood in my mouth, continuing to goad him. “Come on, is that all you’ve got?”
But Elio pulls Camila away, his eyes dark with fury. “Shut up, Ren.”
I spit blood into the kitchen sink, the metallic taste coating my tongue. Turning on the faucet, I watch the crimson swirls disappear down the drain. My jaw throbs where Elio’s fist connected, but the pain only fuels my heady desire.
Dante’s voice cuts through the silence. “You were out of line, Ren.”
I glance over my shoulder, meeting his disapproving gaze. “I don’t give a damn what you think. Camila’s as much mine as she is Elio’s. He already knew I ate her out, so it wasn’t exactly a revelation.”
Dante shakes his head, his expression a mix of frustration and concern. “This isn’t a game. You can’t just play with her like that.”
I scoff, turning to face him fully. “Oh, spare me the lecture. You’re just jealous because you haven’t tasted her yet.”
Dante’s eyes narrow, his jaw clenching. “That’s not what this is about, and you know it. We have a job to do, and you’re letting your dick get in the way.”
I step closer to him. “You’re the one who fucked it up, talking about the plan while our girl is in the fucking apartment. So don’t you dare lecture me, got it?”
Dante holds my gaze for a moment, his eyes searching mine. Finally, he sighs, shaking his head. “You’re right, but what happens now?”
“Now, we do what we should have done from the start,” Elio says.
We both turn to face him.
“What’s that?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at Elio.
He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “We should have blackmailed Camila from the start. It would have saved her feelings.”
I can’t help but laugh. “It would have saved yours, too, brother.”
Elio’s eyes flash with fury, and he steps toward me, his fists clenched at his sides. I brace myself for another punch, but Dante steps between us, his hands raised placatingly.
“Enough, both of you,” he says, his voice firm. “Fighting each other isn’t going to solve anything.”
I smirk, leaning back against the counter. “Oh, come on, Dante. You know Elio’s just jealous because I got to taste Camila’s sweet little-”
