I‘ve replayed last night multiple times since I woke this morning, trying to recall every detail through my pounding headache. I downed half a bottle of whiskey and that was after drinking wine. I knew I should have left right after I stopped working on the files Ellis had me dig into for Covet, but I couldn’t. I’m fucking drawn to the little harlot like a moth to a flame.
Walking out of the office after being holed up for ten hours straight, I caught a glimpse of the little viper walking through the courtyard to dinner, and my blood pressure immediately spiked. Last night she asked me why I hated her, and it was on the tip of my tongue to give her reasons that she couldn’t handle, but I didn’t. I don’t need to justify how I feel. I owe her nothing, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s gotten under my skin and buried herself deep, infecting my soul and every waking thought, and for that she must pay.
My brother is the very definition of an enigma. Just when you think you have him figured out, you find out you don’t. I’ve spent my entire life watching and admiring him, never questioning his judgment because it’s never steered us awry, but when it comes to Vivian Fiori, he couldn’t be more wrong. She is not meant for him. Period. I thought dinner was more than a prime example of that.
Vivian walked in, basically wearing lingerie. Her nipples were hard the entire time, and when she stood, it only took the slightest of movements to give everyone a peek at her ass. Why would he want his girl dressed like that in front of his brother? It pissed me off that he seemed so unaffected by her appearance, but looking back, I think that was his goal all along. He sat back the entire night and let Vivian and me spar it out, offering nothing but subtle interjections to save face.
Ellis Lykos doesn’t get inebriated, but he had no issues letting us drink away our disgust. As the night drew on, we got more worked up; like oil and vinegar, we don’t mix. I wanted to punish her for taunting me all night and thinking she would get the last word. I hated feeling like Ellis was taking her side over mine, his own brother, and by the time I stormed out of the dining room in search of Vivian to give her a piece of my mind, they were already fucking. Ellis was fucking her on the pool deck for anyone to see, and I was livid. Rage threatened to consume me. I wasn’t about to pretend I wasn’t there and run off and hide because he’d decided to let his slut ride his cock for anyone to see.
Vivian is attractive, there is no fucking doubt, but Ellis is different with her. He is not the same guy—but apparently, neither am I, because I’m still trying to figure out how I ended up buried in my brother’s girlfriend’s ass. Damn it.
The thought alone makes me hard. It’s why I’m putting an end to this once and for all. Vivian Fiori must go, and I know exactly how I will do it. I’ve checked every other room in the house, so I know she must be here. I can’t believe I didn’t think to check here first.
Pushing through the door to the state-of-the-art gym Nico has in the east wing of the estate, my eyes don’t immediately see Vivian, but I can smell her. The woman constantly smells like sweet flowers. She hides her venom well, and that makes it the worst kind. It’s the most lethal because it’s too late by the time you’ve realized you’ve been poisoned. I stand in the middle of the gym, looking around. She couldn’t have gone too far. That’s when the blinking lights on the sauna’s keypad catch my eye. Found her.
I stomp across the gym, going to the far end where the sauna is built in, and fling open the door to find Vivian butt naked, wearing only her wrist wraps. Figures she’d be down here lifting, giving me more reasons to hate that ass.
‘Sebastian, what the hell? Get out!’
‘Why are you naked in the sauna for anyone to see?’ I grind out. I’m so tired of finding her on display for the world that I could spit.
‘Who is going to see me, Sebastian? We both know Mauricio never leaves the kitchen, and Lucia does a good job of making herself scarce,’ she snaps back as she gathers her towel around her and walks out.
As she squeezes by, I say, ‘That’s what a piccola troia would say.’
Her hand slaps me hard across my face as soon as the words leave my mouth. ‘Sleeping with two consenting men at once doesn’t make me a slut.’
The second she turns her back on me, I’m on her, pinning her against the wall of the sauna. ‘Maybe not, but I wonder how my brother will feel when he finds out I took you alone.’
‘Let me go, Sebastian. I’m not having sex with you,’ she argues before throwing her heel into my shin. Fuck. I swear this woman has taken self-defense classes. The pain radiates through my shin, giving her seconds to escape my hold, but she should know better than to fight me. It only makes me hard. Turning, I watch as she weaves through cardio equipment, attempting to escape out the sliding glass door at the front of the gym. She’s fast, but I’m faster. The instant her hand tightens around the handle I capture her by the waist and spin her around. ‘Get off of me!’ She shrieks.
She’s kicking and screaming as I try to restrain her, but because she works out regularly, she’s fucking strong. She more than puts up a good fight that makes my dick hard, and I fucking love it. I move her a couple inches before throwing her down on one of the mats, pinning her with my weight. I sit my crotch on her thighs and hold her arms down. When I planned this in my head, I saw this playing out a lot differently.
‘Stop fighting me. We both know you want it.’ Leaning down, I place my mouth next to her ear, slowly letting my tongue skim the shell of her ear before saying, ‘You loved my cock buried in that ass. Don’t you want to feel it in that sweet pussy?’
Her head whips to the side, and I pull back seconds before she bites me. I can’t help but smirk at her attempt, and she practically snarls before spitting in my face. ‘Vipera, you’re going to pay for that.’
She left all the weights spread out on the mat before she got in the sauna, and a few feet away is the dumbbell she was squatting. I hop up swiftly, only unpinning her wrist to grab her ponytail and pull her up the mat.
‘Are you fucking kidding me? Let me go, you fucking lunatic.’ Her nails dig into my arm as she fights to gain leverage and my release. Those nails will surely leave a mark, and the way my cock twitches from the thought pisses me off. When I reach the dumbbell, I release her hair only to quickly reclaim her wrists. She was more focused on my grip rather than trying to kick out of my hold. Before she can figure out what I’m doing, I have one wrist latched to the dumbbell.
Her head whips to the arm I have restrained by the compression strap on her wrist wrap, and just as she realizes how utterly screwed she is, I slide the clamp collar down on the other wrist, ensuring her arms are securely strapped down. Then, sitting on her thighs, I take a second to admire my handiwork. Her chest is heaving, and her eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them. Oh, she’s pissed, but I’m sure that means she’s also more than wet.
Somehow, her towel hasn’t come undone, and I’m more than happy to remove it from her. I revel in the knowledge that doing so will only fuel the fire. It falling off would have been too easy. Vivian has no shame in her body, and for a good reason. It’s perfect, but she isn’t going to like her choice to show it being stripped away.
As I reach for the towel securely folded under her arm, she grinds out, ‘So, your personality sucks so bad you’ve had to resort to tying women up and taking them against their will to get your dick wet?’
I ignore her comments, instead choosing to unwrap my prize, which I know will only serve to further piss her off. That’s what we do: wind the other up until they can’t take it anymore. She tugs at the restraints as the towel falls away, revealing her perky tits. A harsh breath of annoyance leaves her pouty mouth as she pins me with a murderous glare. With my eyes locked on hers, I lean down and suck one of her pert nipples into my mouth hard. The venom and fury I see behind her snarl are almost palpable, making me suck harder just to spite her. She knows she can’t win. This is happening. Her body is already betraying her words and actions, and she hates it.
In an attempt to regain control, she does the only thing she can do in this scenario and closes her damn eyes. Sitting up, I slap her tit hard before saying, ‘Open your eyes, vipera.’ But she refuses, and damn it if I don’t see the slightest smirk before she attempts to cover it with a roll of her lips.
‘Open them now before I give you a reason to.’
She keeps them closed but says, ‘I’m not going to watch a man I hate take something I’m not offering.’
‘Fuck if you’re not. You’ll open those traitorous eyes and watch every second.’ The tone in my voice is thick and laced with condescending disdain. ‘We both know you want this. Your little outfit at the club the other night—you didn’t have to dress like a slut wearing no panties to pull off your little stunt. We both know that was for me, and don’t think I didn’t hear every word my brother said last night. You left because of me. Why don’t you tell me some more lies about how you don’t want my dick?’
Her face scrunches, and I know it’s because she’s not ready to acknowledge the exactness of my words. She’s not ready to own her truth. It’s one of the reasons she must go. My brother might think he knows what he’s getting himself into with her, but for once, I know more. She was never meant to be his, and I’ll ensure it. I start to unbuckle my belt, and the claps clanking together make her tense up. If she thought my words were empty threats, she knows better now. ‘Last chance, my little vipera. Open your eyes.’
When she thrashes her head from side to side, refusing my command, I bring my mouth to her breast and suck it hard before biting down more than necessary. I know the bite is more pain than pleasure, but she wants a fight, and I have no problem delivering it. I don’t play fair, but neither does she.
‘Ouch, you fucking dick. That hurt.’
Her eyes suddenly flash open, pinning me with a glare. Now that I have her fully incensed, with her eyes locked on mine, I twist the knife. ‘You should have listened,’ I say before biting down on her other breast. She all but growls out her pain and fury, but before she can scold me, I flick her nipple with my tongue, swirling it around and gently caressing it while she watches. Her ire slowly starts to turn to lust, and she hates it. She hates that she’s loving every second, even though her words tell a different story. This time when I bite down, she hisses out, ‘I fucking hate you.’
I can’t help but sit back and push her tits together, admiring my handiwork. The swollen ring of marks from my teeth around her nipples looks like fucking perfection. Seeing my marks on her skin does something to me. ‘Don’t worry. I only made them look better.’
I teased her about her breasts last night, and I know she fucking hated it. She loves to fight it; she craves my attention, but I’m done being her secret. I’m done playing her games. Vivian Fiori can tell all the lies she wants, but it’s her silence that speaks the loudest.
‘If you’re going to fuck me, get it over with.’
‘Now the truth comes out. I just had to get you naked and give you no other choice for you to admit that you wanted my cock. See, that wasn’t too hard, was it?’
I’ve just started to move down her legs so I can spread her wide and take her pussy when she says, ‘We both know this isn’t consensual. I told you to get off of me multiple times.’
‘Hmm, that might be true, but tell me…’ I trail off as my hand slowly slides between her legs, ‘does your pussy agree with your mouth?’ Those dark molten orbs hold mine as her breathing slowly picks up, just as my fingers more than glide through her folds. I flash her a sinister smile filled with promise. However, I’ve changed my mind. I’m not going to take it. She’s going to beg for it.
‘You’re not just wet. You’re dripping.’ I slide my fingers to her clit and slowly start to rub circles. Her eyelid twitches, and I know she wants to cave. I know she more than likes the way I’m making her feel, but she’s too stubborn to admit it. I dip down slowly, teasing her entrance, and her plump lips part with a gasp. It’s that second of pleasure where she lets her guard down, giving in just enough, that I risk dismounting her legs and spreading them wide. The last thing I need is her kicking me.
I plant myself firmly between her legs so there is no room for her to kick out. My cock is rock hard and pushed directly against her clit, with only my pants as a barrier when I bring my mouth to her ear and say, ‘You’re going to take every fucking inch.’ I press into her clit hard, making her whimper, and I revel in it. Then biting her lobe, I suck it into my mouth before sinking my teeth into it and making her cry out. When I’m through with her, there will be no denying that I was here and had my fill.
Sitting back up, I lower my pants and let my cock fall out. I stroke it hard and watch every second of her eyes as they are glued to my dick. ‘Tell me you don’t want it,’ I say right before I pull back slightly, running my pierced tip over her clit and through her folds, coating it in her juices. Fuck, that’s hot. I don’t miss how the tension in her legs slightly loosens from my movements. She’s enjoying it just as much as I am. I dip my tip in slightly before saying once more, ‘Last chance. Tell me you don’t want it.’
Our eyes lock as I stay ready to push in. Contrary to what Vivian thinks, I wouldn’t take her against her will. I don’t need to beg women for sex, but I know this is the only way she’ll give me what I want. I know she wants my cock, she knows it, and hell, I believe Ellis even knows it. I can’t tell you why he let me take her last night. His motives are his alone, but I’m almost positive he doesn’t want this. What man would?
When she doesn’t say a word, I push in just enough to tease before pulling back out and repeating the movement. ‘Say it,’ I grind out as I push back in, ‘Say you don’t want it.’
‘No,’ she hisses while simultaneously pressing her heels into my ass, pushing me in. Fuck.
I slide in deep, pissed off, and thoroughly turned on all at once. Vivian would do this, give me an oxymoron, tell me no, and do the opposite. She is a snake, after all, soft to the touch but full of venom. But fuck, she’s so damn tight and soft. My jaw goes slack at how good she feels wrapped around my throbbing dick, but I quickly pull myself together. This isn’t lovemaking; this is fucking. I’m here to leave a mark. I pull back slowly once, savoring the feel of her warmth wrapped around my length before slamming in hard with a force that makes her tits bounce.
The bruising around her neck from my hand is still ugly, and the bite marks I left on her tits are swollen and red, but it’s not enough. I’m going to ensure she remembers me when I’m gone. Every time she looks in the mirror, she will see the evidence of where I’ve been. Vivian might be fooling Ellis with her sob story about a broken home, but Ellis should know better than anyone. Everyone has a stain on their past, an ugly truth that has left them scarred. He wants to fix her. That’s what he does, but a snake can only ever shed its skin. It can never change its color and Vivian is a viper with venom running through her veins. She needs the pain; it speaks to her soul and feeds her demons. Ellis believes he can charm her, change her, but he’s forgetting that even the best charmers still get bit, and her bite is lethal.
With that thought, I bend down and nip the side of her breast, pinching the skin just enough to leave a blemish without breaking through. Her pussy squeezes me tight when I do, and I can’t help but smile against her breast before repeating the move. I let my mouth trail over her breasts until they are thoroughly defaced. Perfect. Her chest is covered, and the moans of ecstasy she fought to keep back are now slipping out. I can’t help but taunt her.
‘Sounds like your hatred more than fucking loves my cock.’ Straightening my arms, I push up and start going hard at a piston’s pace, watching as my cock disappears inside of her. Fuck. I pull my eyes away, hating the way I’m enjoying this. When I look up, her eyes are closed as she bites her lip, and I can feel her pussy starting to clench. She is on the verge of coming, and I’ll be damned if she blocks me out when she does.
‘What did I say about keeping your eyes on me? I swear, it’s like you want me to choke you.’
The venom in her glare when she opens her eyes is enough to make me come on the spot. She may not want my hand, but I will leave my mark. ‘Come on, vipera, give it up,’ I say as I keep up my relentless pace, my balls slapping against her pussy. ‘You don’t have to like me to come all over my cock.’
Her dark brown eyes are almost obsidian, her pleasure doing nothing to tame her disgust and hate, but her pussy milks me all the same. The dark lashes that frame those molten orbs flutter as her orgasm takes root, and her pussy clenches me in a vicelike grip I’ve never known. I growl out a deep, ‘Fuck,’ as my head finds her shoulder, and I bite down hard, causing her to scream out her release as I shoot my seed deep. Her pussy spasms around my cock, milking every last drop. It hits me then that I took her bare. I didn’t roll on the condom I had in my back pocket. Fuck.
The tang of blood in my mouth reminds me to release her shoulder. Damn it, this woman is fucking with my head. Sure, I like it rough. I appreciated every second of this cat-and-mouse game she started, but the biting, the marks, and the blood are more than either punishment or a game. It’s branding, something I shouldn’t feel a deep-seated need to do. She is not mine, yet here I am, subconsciously attempting to make it so.
I reach for one of the dumbbell clamps, removing it from the bar before standing up and tucking myself back in. My eyes roam over her body and all the marks I’ve left in a matter of forty-eight hours. The bruising on her neck will fade, and the teeth marks all over her swollen breasts will soothe with warm water, but the vicious bite I left on her shoulder will likely scar. I grind my teeth and clench my fists from the mere thought of knowing this time she can’t hide; this time, she won’t forget.
If I thought the bite pissed me off, the sight of my seed leaking out of her pretty pussy makes me sick. She’s just sliding her arm off the dumbbell when her eyes connect with mine, the focus of my stare evident. ‘I hope you’re on the pill.’
Without another word, I walk out.
