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She shakes her head, her eyes wide with fear and a hint of excitement. “Not him.”
I chuckle. “Why not?”
She flushes, her voice barely audible. “He scares me.”
Camila has the sense to be scared of Renzo. She doesn’t understand the extent of his depravity. If he had her alone, he’d cut her and relish in watching her bleed. Whenever we play together, he keeps those fucked up urges on a leash, but I’ve seen the carnage firsthand of what happens when he has a girl to himself.
“Good girl. You’re learning fast. Now, tell me what you were really imagining.”
She hesitates, biting her bottom lip. But then she takes a deep breath and looks me straight in the eyes, a flicker of determination in them. “I was imagining all three of you fucking me at once.”
“Fuck,” I breathe, running a hand through my hair. “And that’s exactly what you’ll get if you’re good and patient.” It’s hell to turn my back on her. “Now get dressed and pretend this never happened. Renzo and Elio will be home soon.”
I shut the bathroom door behind me, my heart pounding. The image of Camila naked and touching herself is seared into my brain. Fuck, she’s even hotter than I imagined. And hearing her admit that she wants all three of us, that she fantasizes about getting fucked by me and my friends...shit, it makes me rock hard just thinking about it.
Part of me knows this is fucked up. We’re using her, and she knows it. But I can’t get her moans or the sight of her perfect tits out of my head. And knowing she wants me too, despite trying to resist? It’s intoxicating. It makes me want to march right back in there, rip the shower door open, and bury myself inside her tight little cunt.
But I can’t—not yet, anyway. Elio and Ren were clear—they get her first. And as much as I want her right now, I’m not stupid enough to cross them like that. Going behind their backs to watch her was risky enough.
God, I can’t wait to be inside her. To feel that tight little cunt squeezing my cock. To hear her cry out as I make her come again and again. It’s gonna be so fucking good. She’ll be an addiction—one taste, and I’ll be hooked. I’ll always want her, every way I can take her. And if her dream is to have all three of us? Well, then, I’ll make sure her dreams come true.
For now, though, I need to put those thoughts aside. Camila will be out any minute, and I need to act normal. Pretend I didn’t just see every inch of that smoking hot body. It’ll be tough, but I’m used to hiding what I think. Years of working for the family have made me an expert at keeping secrets and biding my time. So I’ll wait and watch until it’s my turn to claim her. She has no idea what she’s in for. But she’ll find out soon enough.
25
ELIO
Renzo fiddles nervously with the salt shaker as we await our father’s arrival.
This morning, he sent us a text stating he’s swinging by the university for an update. So here we are, waiting at the cafe he picked. It was a bit of a comedown receiving his text after the explosive night we shared with Camila.
Ren won’t stop bouncing up and down in the seat next to me. “Do you think Dad would approve of us joining the Nexus with Camila?” he asks suddenly.
My brow furrows as it doesn’t really matter. Father will never know about it. “Don’t mention it. Leave the talking to me, okay?” I ask, glancing at Ren.
His eyes narrow. “Whatever.”
We’re both in a bad mood. After the heavenly night we spent with our princess, to have dear old dad waltz in the next day puts a bad taste in my mouth.
I glance up as the door to the cafe opens and Father strides in. His presence seems to suck the air from the room. Renzo’s leg starts bouncing under the table again as he approaches and takes a seat.
“Well?” he asks gruffly, skipping any pleasantries. “How’s it going with the Aguilar girl?”
I meet his steely gaze. “It’s progressing. I’ve gained the Aguilar girls trust.” The lie tastes bitter on my tongue.
Dad’s eyes narrow. He knows I’m not telling the full truth. “That’s not what Dario said. He said you’ve got him tracking her brother.”
Damn it. I resist kicking Renzo under the table for his stupid idea.
“That’s just a precaution, Father,” I say evenly. “We haven’t had to use it yet. The girl is falling for me. We’ve got the situation under control.”
Renzo jumps in. “Elio’s right. We just wanted a backup plan. But Camila’s wrapped around his finger. You’ve got nothing to worry about.”
He studies us for a long moment, then nods. “See that I don’t. Remember who you answer to, boys.” He stands abruptly. “I’ll be checking in again soon.”
As he leaves, Renzo and I share a tense look. That was too close for comfort. We can’t let him think we’ve lost control of Camila. Because the truth is, she belongs to us now. And we’ll be damned if we let anyone take her away.
“Fuck, that was tense,” Ren says, running a hand through his hair. “How the fuck are we going to keep her and get the information father needs?”
