Alex’s head turned as if she could feel me watching her. A smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “What are you looking at?”
Invading her personal space, I leaned forward so our elbows touched on the table. “You.”
Always you.
“Yeah? Do I have something on my face? You keep looking at me like I do.”
I shook my head.
She slid her chair closer until our thighs brushed under the table. Her hand rested on my leg, too close to my dick.
“You stare at me when you don’t think I notice.”
I shrugged, seeing no point in denying the truth. “So? You got a problem with it, Pet?”
She smiled. “I’m not a pet, Damian.”
I grabbed the hand she kept running up and down my leg and held it over my cock. “Feel this, Pet?”
She nodded, licking her lips.
Clutching her wrist, I guided her hand, and she rubbed my dick over the top of my pants. “This is what you do to me.”
Bastian leaned over Alex, staring at me with a smirk plastered on his face. “Ooh, I want to play.”
She had no idea what he really meant. When the time came, she would learn all about our relationship. Alex would be taking both of our cocks at the same time.
“Then play with us,” Alex cooed, licking her glossy red lips as she unzipped my pants.
How did we get this lucky?
Alex was so easy to train.
Bastian hiked up her skirt high enough for me to see the new panties I bought her. All week, I ripped off a pair each day and rewarded her with new ones.
She liked this game.
I did, too.
“See through,” Bastian said with a wicked smirk, looking at the black lace that left zero to the imagination. “Cherry, you’re already wet for us.” He pushed the fabric inside her and whispered, “Your pussy is begging to be fucked.”
A soft moan slipped past her lips. “Bash.” Her eyes drifted to me when he thrust inside her again. “Damian.”
I loved the way she said my name. But before we could get started, the bell rang.
“To be continued, Cherry.” Bastian licked the cum from his fingers and kissed her cheek. “We can play while we eat lunch.”
CHAPTER 15
ALEX
Luca yanked me onto his lap at lunch, curling his arm around me with possession. He had been acting strangely for weeks. Whenever Bastian or Damian touched me, he stole me away.
The tension between the three brothers was thicker than syrup. When I was alone with Damian and Bastian, they were so relaxed and playful. But in the presence of Luca, their shoulders looked stiff, postures rigid.
Taking advantage of Luca’s rare displays of affection, I got comfortable on his lap. Those bitchy cheerleaders watched us from across the room. Most of the time, I showed Luca no attention. But when I saw those girls glaring at me, I smiled.
Kill them with kindness.
