'tell me what to do cara mia'







nicolas' pov



fuck. fuck. fuck.

from the moment i fucking saw her in that party, drunk and stumbeling over her own damn feet unable to recall anything from the night the day after.

fuck.

i knew i was hooked. and so was santos clearly.

and it didnt help i had now had a tasty of her. fuck my hands on her tigh, itching to go higher, deeper fuck. fuck. fuck. could've fucked her in the car hadnt it been for the obvious inexperience from her side.

could've taken her in the middle of the fucking mall.

her perfect round ass, her small 5,3 frame, her luscious long dark curls that would look so pretty fisted up while we fucked her. her taunting dark eyes always glinting with mischief.

she was playing a dangerous game.

a pretty little princess taunting the beasts. but now she was stuck with them. poor little thing didn't even realize it.

the second she allowed us to touch her she was doomed.

and now she was willingly walking into our penthouse- did she truly think we were just here to chat and play games? '' sit down cara mia'' i muttered in her ear as santos sat down on the couch spreading his legs for her to sit between them.

she looked back at me almost lost.

for a girl who pretended to be tough and scary it had been easy to figure out she had no idea what we were doing or what was going on from the moment we touched her tigh.

she was a virgin that was clear.

and she was innocent as a child when it came to anything sexual. '' sit down doll'' santos demanded patting the spot between his legs. carmen hesitated but sat down eventually.

the brat tried to close her legs.

i chuckled when she gasped as my brother dearest grabbed a hold of her thighs spreading her legs apart allowing me to drag her little tight skirt and her tights down. '' i need to hear some consent princess'' i said kneeling down before her looking up at her.

'' please'' she begged breathlessly as santos began trailing his hands up under her shirt. '' greedy little girl'' i tsked.

'' i need you to tell me what to do cara mia '' i cooed acting like i was a gentleman, a knight in shinning amor. she was gonna learn soon enough. first she had to trust us, and then she would realize me and santos were monsters.

not that we would ever hurt her. no,no not her. '' please touch me nicolas'' she begged. so desperate, so greedy.

i didn't mind as long as she was only like that for us. my hand cupped her clothed pussy she was dripping wet.

and wearing laze. fuck me i was already hard. i looked up at her seeing her head thrown back as she looked breathless already santos hands having practically removed her shirt by now leaving him to play with her perfect fucking breasts.

fuck she was perfect.

so fuckable.

my fingers played with her panties pulling them down her leg slowly painfully slow as i stuffed them in my back pocket. a souvenir so to say.

if the after taste of her pussy should prove to not be enough for me later when i was going to have me long cold shower.

my fingers slowly entered her and she instantly became a moaning mess. '' aww look at her santos, all moaning and clenching around my fingers while you play with her tits- tsk, such a horny slut for us '' i taunted but that only make her clench even more around my fingers as i plumped them in and out of her perfect cunt.

'' i think shes gonna cum brother serdently sounds like it'' santos replied mockingly fisting her hair.

i retracted my hand. '' what-'' she began in a whimper.

'' don't taunt brother'' santos said giving me a pointed look. she wasn't ready for that yet. i understood and agreed.

'' dont worry princess im not done with you yet'' i assured her my hands gripping onto her thighs as i placed a soft kiss on her pussy.

how fucking adicting she was.

like a drug i couldn't get enough off. my tongue licked up her juices. her moans sounding like the most serene melodies in my ears. '' cum doll'' i heard santos mutter as she came all over my tongue.

i smirked planting one last kiss to her pussy before getting up kissing her forehead.'' such a good girl'' i told her as i saw her slowly drift of in santos arms.

'' shh doll, sleep ''' he cooed at her.

for a man who killed people for being late he seemed to have softened up just as much as i had for out perfect little girl.

not that i could blame him.

she was everything we had been looking for. the perfect girl. the perfect submissive and she was gonna make the perfect wife one day.







carmens pov



my mind was a haze and my body was buzzing pleasantly. '' your awake'' santos. i turned around being met with a black t-shirt and a hard chest. i looked up seeing santos grinning down at me.

his hand reached up brushing some hair out of my face. '' your so beautiful'' he whispered almost to himself.

my eyes widened and my cheeks turned red. no man had ever called me beautiful other than my family members but they didn't count. they didn't make me feel butterflies like this.

i was tired and confused slightly so i settled for resting my head on santos hard chest. he didn't seem to mind. '' where is nicolas?'' i asked after a while, everything hitting me like an emotional train.

my first orgasm. my first time doing whatever the fuck he had done. santos hands on my breasts, his tongue on my neck his teeth bitting into my skin leaving marks but not scars. gentle yet possessive touches.

nicolas tongue inside of me- his fingers- oh god.

'' making dinner'' santos replied playing with my hair. '' should i leave?'' i asked hesitantly.

the marino brothers wasn't known for being the relationship kind of men. i had googled them, call me pathetic but i needed to know more about them and they simply didn't tell me enough to settle my curiosity.

they were the kind of men to fuck someone and throw them out after.

i suddenly felt a pit form in my stomach. '' what?'' santos asked sitting up, taking me with him placing me on his lap so my legs where on either side of him. '' what the fuck did you just say?'' he asked his hand wrapping around my throat tightening it just enough for me to be able to breathe and still feel slightly suffocated.

'' should i-'' i tried but he cut me off with a feral growl.

'' the fuck carmen- no you fucking shouldnt, you shouldnt fucking leave, we wouldnt have done that-'' he sighed his hold on my throat loosening as he seemed to try and calm himself down '' we would never have done that to you just to throw you out- your more than that to us carmen'' he said brushing some hair out my face.

what did he mean?

we practically just meet. he had to be messing with me. '' we need to talk but first leets get some food in you, we skipped lunch'' he cut off my train of thoughts.

what the hell where they playing at?

what did they mean by me being more to them than just another woman? who where these men and what had i just done?