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“Shut the fuck up, Ren,” Elio growls, his voice low and dangerous.
I hold up my hands in mock surrender. “Hey, I’m just stating the facts. But I have good news.”
Dante sighs. “What’s that?”
I rake a hand through my hair. “We’ve got our key to the Nexus now. All we need to do is get her to submit to the three of us and bring her to the initiation ceDanteny.”
I can see the conflict in Elio’s eyes as he processes my words. A slow, wicked smile spreads across his face, and he approaches me. “That’s all we have to do to get in?” he confirms.
I shrug. “It wasn’t clear, but that’s the start of it.” Moving around Dante, I stand before my brother with my hands on his shoulders. “Think about it,” I continue. “The four of us together. She’s so innocent and pure. Just imagine the look on her face when we all take her at the same time.”
Elio’s eyes darken with lust at my words. I’ve got him fully on board now. “She’ll be helpless between us,” he says, his voice rough. “Ours to play with however we want.”
I nod, clapping him on the shoulder. “Exactly. We’ll teach her everything and show her levels of pleasure she’s never dreamed of.”
Elio grins, pulling me into a brotherly embrace. “I must admit, the idea of sharing her with you two has turned me on like crazy.” His expression turns serious for a moment. “But her first time is still mine. You got her off, but I get to pop her cherry.”
I laugh and shake my head in amusement. “Sure, sure. You can take her V-card. I’ve already had a taste of that tight little pussy. I can wait a bit longer to be inside it.”
Elio smirks and nods in agreement.
Dante clears his throat. “And when exactly do I get a taste?”
I turn to Dante, a smirk playing on my lips. “Don’t worry, Dante. You’ll get your turn with her, too. That was always part of the plan, remember?”
Dante nods, but I can see the impatience in his eyes. He wants Camila just as badly as Elio and I do.
“Look, once she’s had two cocks at the same time, persuading her to take a third won’t be too hard,” I say, my voice confident. “But you’re going to have to be a little more patient while we ease her into it.”
Dante frowns, clearly not thrilled with the idea of waiting. “How long are we talking?”
I shrug, leaning back against the counter and crossing my arms over my chest. “As long as it takes,” I say firmly. “Camila knows our plan now, but that doesn’t mean we still can’t get her addicted to us. Once she’s hooked on the pleasure we can give her, she’ll agree to be our slave so we can join the Nexus and then we’ll use her as a spy for the family business.”
Dante frowns. “But how long will that take? Days? Weeks?”
“However long it takes,” I repeat. “Hooking our bookworm will require patience and skill. We need to make her crave us, desire us so badly she can’t resist. It’s a delicate game, but we can win if we play it right.” I smirk, confidence radiating from me. “Just leave it to me, Dante. I know how to get inside a woman’s head. Camila will be begging for us soon enough.”
Elio nods in agreement, his expression serious. “Ren’s right. We must ensure she’s completely comfortable with the two of us before we bring you into the mix.”
I can see the frustration in Dante’s eyes, but he knows we’re right. Pushing Camila too far, too fast, will only backfire.
“Fine,” he says, his jaw clenched. “But don’t make me wait too long. I’ve been dreaming about that tight little body of hers for weeks now.”
I laugh, clapping him on the shoulder. “Patience. Good things come to those who wait.”
Elio and I exchange a knowing look, both of us already imagining all the deliciously depraved things we’re going to do to Camila now that we have her right where we want her.
22
ELIO
This isn’t how I wanted things to go.
As I stare at my broken princess lying on my bed, tear stains streaking her cheeks as she sleeps, I want to choke the life out of Dante for fucking it all up. Never once did I expect him to be the one to fuck up. It’s always Renzo.
A part of me wonders whether he did it on purpose, deciding my way was too slow. Slipping out of my jacket and pants, I carefully fold them and place them over the back of my wingback chair in the corner of the room. And then I slip into bed beside her.
I’ve been imagining what it’d be like to have her in my bed for a while now. None of my fantasies were like this, but the dark part of my soul rejoices in it. She’s at our mercy now. Our prisoner and slave to do with as we please.
