My Masters' Nightmare, Season 1 / Episode 13 (3 page)

I grinned. “Which is what I
wanted.”

She opened her eyes, her
expression surprised.
“Really?”

I nodded, my grin gone in a second, a
touch of guilt replacing it. “I was going to seduce you into
freeing me.”

She frowned
. “It wouldn’t have
worked.”

“
I think it would’ve. No matter
how much you deny it, I can tell you want me. I was going to use
that against you.”

Her frown grew, her expression now
hurt.

“
Come on,” I said, “don’t look
at me like that.”

“
How can I not?
You were going to
use me.”

“
I was desperate. You wouldn’t
free me and I don’t trust those
bastardi
to stick to their word.”

“
You were still going to use my
feelings against me.”

“
Do you blame me?”

She stared at me for a few moments,
then shook her head.

“
So, you forgive
me?”

She shrugged.

“
That’s not an
answer.”

“
It still hurts.” She dropped
her gaze. “Plus, it’s embarrassing that you know I want
you.”

I placed my forehead against hers. “I
really am sorry. I don’t want to hurt you in any way.”

She remained still, not saying
a word, although her
breathing picked up, the rise and fall of her
chest catching my attention. The front buttons of her blouse had
popped open, giving me a cock raising view. I wanted to see more,
to suck on her tits and roll her nipples around in my mouth. My
cock twitched. I pulled back and looked into her eyes. She was now
staring at me, a mixture of fear, lust, and uncertainty coloring
her blue irises. My eyes lowered to her mouth. Her lips were
parted, her breathing growing heavier.

“
I know you want me,” I said,
looking back up. “But do you know I want you too?”

Her eyes widened. “Truly?”

I went to say yes, but before I could get
it out, she launched herself onto me, her lips latching onto mine.
Not breaking the kiss, she swung a leg over me, laying her body
against mine. I groaned into the kiss, losing myself in it. After
an indiscriminate amount of time, she pulled away from my lips and
started kissing all over my face, murmuring, “I want you so bad.”
Her mouth moved down to my neck, making me tip my head back. I
groaned, my cock now throbbing for her.

She pulled
away. She was staring down at
me, looking like she was having second thoughts.

“
Don’t stop,” I breathed out,
grinding my cock against her.

She gasped.

“
Please t
ouch my cock,” I
said.

When she didn’t make a move, I lowered our
hands and took a hold of my cock. Her eyes widened, her blush now
creeping down her neck. Not taking my eyes off her, I started
rubbing myself, moving my hands up and down my shaft. Her mouth
dropped open.

“
Your mouth is
e
nticing,” I
breathed out. “I would love to see it wrapped around my
cock.”

Her eyes flicked up to mine, her
expression shocked, which she shouldn’t be if she’d seen my porn
videos. Plus, she’d initiated this.

I continued to
ru
n my hands
up and down my cock, knowing I shouldn’t be doing this with her,
but unable to stop myself, the woman turning me on too much. I
tipped my head back, feeling the pressure build below. A mouth
latched onto my left nipple, making me jolt. I looked down my body,
seeing Andriena playing with my nipple ring. She put it between her
teeth and pulled on it, making me groan out loud.

“
Do that again,” I
said.

She moved her mouth to my other
nipple
ring
and did the same, but harder, making me cry out.

She
let go, her expression concerned.
“Did I hurt you?”

“
No, you almost made me
come.”

She smiled that sweet smile of hers,
although it was at odds with what she’d just been doing.

“
I wish I could fuck you,” I
said.

Her smile dropped.

“
I’m sorry, that just came
out.”

“
No need to apologize,
I’ve dreamed of
making love to you.” Smiling, she looked down at my cock. She dug
her nails into my hands, making me let go of it.

“
Ahi!
” I said, wincing.

She grinned. “I thought you like
pain.”

“
I wasn’t expecting it. Why’d
you do it?”

“
So I can do this.” She angled
her hands and took a hold of my cock.

I inhaled sharply, her grip … her nails …
She was rough, which was exactly how I liked it. I started to move
my hips in rhythm with her stroking, loving every second of
it.

“
Like my nails this
time?”
she
asked.

“
S
ì
,
s
ì
...
”

She
began pulling on my Prince Albert,
causing me to writhe in ecstasy. She moved her hands to my balls,
tugging on them, using her nails again.

“
Dio
, that feels so good,” I breathed
out. “Pull on them harder.”

She did, making me arch my back, the
feeling exquisite.

“
You look divine,” she said,
letting go of my balls. She took a hold of my cock again, scrapping
her nails across my sensitive flesh. I knew she was copying what
the women did on my porn videos, which turned me on even more.
She’d watched me having sex, probably wishing she was one of the
women in my videos. I could imagine her touching herself as she
watched me fuck the porn actresses, bringing herself to completion
while thinking about me.

She bent over and
started kissing me.
I shouted out as she pulled on my Prince Albert a bit too hard, the
sudden pain making me come over my stomach and chest, even hitting
my neck.

“
And to think I thought you were
the nice one,” a raspy male voice said.

Jolting, Andriena
fell off me,
yanking me onto my side, the rope joining us holding strong. I
looked over my shoulder to see who the voice belonged to. Christo
Donatelli was standing in the doorway, glaring at
Andriena.

“
I wasn’t doing anything,
Uncle,” Andriena
said, her voice trembling.

“
That’s an outright lie
and you know it.”
Christo pushed away from the jamb and walked towards us. He looked
sick, his face almost ashen. He was so thin, a ghost of his former
self. Regardless, he still looked dangerous, his expression
chilling. He stopped next to the bed. “I really did misjudge you,
Andriena. I thought you were the weak one of the
famiglia
, a simpering little girl who hid in the shadows of your
sisters. But you’re not. You’re more dangerous than Camila ever
could be, because people underestimate you. Like I did. First you
try to kill my brother, then you take sexual advantage of our
prisoner.”

“
She didn’t take advantage of
me, I wanted it,” I said.

His eyes moved to me, a
sneer following.
“You’re downgrading, Alessandro. My niece isn’t good enough to lick
your feet.”

My body pulled tight. “Watch what you
say about her!”

“
What are you going to do about
it?” He pulled a knife out of his pants’ pocket and flicked it
open. “
Nothing
. But I can do something to you.”

Andriena scrambled onto me, covering my
body with hers. “Leave him alone!”

Christo
grabbed her hair and yanked her
head back, placing the knife to her neck.

“
Don’t!” I
yelled
, the
bloodlust in Christo’s eyes terrifying me.

Christo directed his glare at
me.
“She
stabbed my twin,” he snarled, his blue eyes blazing. “She
doesn’t deserve to
live after that.”

“
She was defending me. Hurt me,
not her.”

“
My brother’
s in pain because of
her
,
not you.”

“
You can’t hurt her, she’s
your niece.”

Christo moved the knife down
her body, placing the point on her stomach. “I only care for two
members in my
famiglia
: my brother and Matteo, which means, I don’t give a
merda
if she lives or
dies.”

“
She’s your brother’s daughter,
for Christ’s sake.
What would he think if you killed her?”

“
He wouldn’t think anything,
he’s dead.”

“
Did you care for
him?
”

“
S
ì
, I
loved him. But he’s gone, like my oldest nephew, the only useful
child he had.”

“
He wouldn’t want you to hurt
Andriena. Two of his children have been murdered; don’t send
another one to him.”

Christo
moved his other hand to
Andriena’s throat, making her gasp. “He would be in Hell while this
one would go to Heaven. She’s the only child of his who
would.”

“
Then spare her if she’s
good.”

“
I’d rather kill
her.”

“
No, you wouldn’t, otherwise you
would’ve done it already. You’re just mad at what she’s done, so
find another way to punish her. You could even banish her from the
island.”

A slow smile spread across her
face.
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea, and I know the perfect
place I could send her to.”

“
Where?”

“
A very opulent house far, far
away from here.” He laughed, making me nervous.

“
Where?!”

Christo shoved Andriena
at me. “I’ll get
her to send you a postcard.” Laughing, he turned and headed out of
the room, shutting the door behind him.

Andriena
rolled off me, pulling me onto
my side again. She was hyperventilating, her breathing far too
fast.

“
Purse your lips and breathe
through them slowly,” I said.

She did;
her breathing eventually
calming down.

“
That’s good, sweetheart,
y
ou’re all
right now,” I said, wishing my hands weren’t tied so I could hug
her.

She shook her head, looking like she
was going to cry. “I’m scared.”

“
I know
and for good reason. We need to get
you out of here. Are you able to loosen the rope?”

She wriggled her wrists.
“It’s too tight.”
Her lips started to quiver. “He’s going to send me somewhere really
bad, isn’t he?”

“
Not if I can help it.” I went
still, a solution coming to mind. “I’ll talk your uncle into
sending you to my household. I’ll offer him money. My
famiglia
are very
wealthy.”

She shook her
head
. “He
won’t accept it, he hates me; he wants me to suffer.”

“
He won’t turn down a
couple million.”

Her eyes widened.
“You’
d pay
that much for me?”

“
That’s the normal price my
father pays for slaves.”

Her eyes almost popped out of her
head. “You want to buy me?”

“
I wouldn’t be buying
you;
that’s
just what I’d tell my
famiglia
if they asked. I was promised a pleasure slave for
my birthday. I’ll just use the money on you, and when we get you to
safety, you can leave or stay; whatever you want.”

She smiled at me, then
leaned forward.
“
Grazie
mille
,” she
murmured against my lips.

“
You’re welcome,” I said,
pulling back.
“Now, the next time Christo comes in, let me do all the
talking.”

She nodded.

“
Bene.
And don’t worry,” I added. “It’ll all
work out.”

3

THIERRY

I sat across from the
Padre
, who was fast asleep. He was lying on a spare bed in a
doctor’s home, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and boxers, his injured
leg wrapped in a bandage. The doctor had given him a sedative to
make him sleep, since he’d been in quite a lot of pain from the
stab wound.

I
didn’t understand why I’d reacted the
way I had when he’d been attacked. He was the enemy, yet I’d thrown
my body across his to protect him. I should’ve left his niece to
kill him. He’d tormented my brother for years and from a young age.
He’d also kidnapped me, basically turning me into a sex slave, the
man’s sexual appetite enormous. He deserved to die for what he’d
done and for what he would continue to do.