EroticReverie

Lucky moves his hand inside of my workout leggings. Rubbing me in circles around my clit. 

"I'm all gross and sweaty from the gym." I say as I fight back my moans. 

"You're perfect." he says and his finger slides down and up into me and I gasp, my mouth dropping open as he fingers me, his eyes on mine. 

"I couldn't wait to get back here and touch this pussy." he says and then leans in, brushing his lips over mine. 

"Luciano" I moan quietly as a second finger slides into me and I lean my head back and curse. 

I was letting a wounded man make me cum before seeking the medical attention he needed. I was greedy, and so was he, even if I insisted her stop, I knew he wouldn't, he wanted me to cum for him. So I would give it to him, I'd give him whatever he wanted for whatever he did that got him shot. 

"God you're so fuckin wet Bambi" he groans against my neck, as he kisses it, gently biting as I gasp and buck my hips into his hand. 

"I'm going to treat your perfect pussy so good Parisi." he says and I let out a strangled cry as I start to cum. 

"Cmon Bambi" he says in my ear. "Cum all over my fingers like a good girl" he groans as my cunt clenches and my legs tremble and he grins as I just about cry at how easily he made me cum. My entire body quaking as his fingers pump against my g spot making me cum even more. 

"Fuck" I cry and he groans and kisses me, his fingers going slower, gently sliding in and out and then going to my clit. 

My legs jerks and hips do too as he works my clit again. 

"Now I'm going to make you cum like this...rubbing your sweet little clit...while your legs shake just like a baby deer...Bambi" he says and I curse and look down at his hand moving in my hot pink work out pants. 

My eyes go to his wound,bleeding down his side. He sees where my eyes go. 

"Focus...cum Natalia." he says and my eyes go to his. 

"You're bleeding" I say with a pant and he grins. 

"So what?...it's nothing....cum for me." he says and kisses me again. 

I whimper on his mouth and then our forehead are pressed together as I gasp, my mouth parting, a knock on the door to the bathroom right as he brings me over the edge. 

He ignores the knock and so do I , as I yelp, shaking and he kisses me, his tongue pushing over mine as I moan into his mouth , his fingers teasing my sensitive clit, making my body jerk at the overwhelming feeling. 

Another knock and Lucky groans and then slides his hand out of my panties and work out pants and then kisses me again. 

"I gotta go get this shit stitched up. Then have to talk with the men." he says with a slight looks of remorse. 

"I won't be able to give you a good first time tonight...or for the next few nights...cause of this" he gestures to the wound. 

I shake my head. 

"I'm not worried about that you idiot." I say and kiss him again. 

He smiles and kisses my forehead as they knock again. He huffs and pulls back rolling his eyes.

"Yeah." he says calmly. "One minute." he says to the door. And we hear foot steps retreat. 

"Go get some rest." he says and kisses my forehead again. 

"Will you come get me before you go to bed?" I ask. 

He smiles. "Go to sleep. It's gonna be awhile." 

I shake my head. "Just come get me when you're done." 

He smirks slightly and nods, his hand gently gliding over the top of my head and down the back of my hair. "Alright." he says and I nod. 

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When we walk back out and into the kitchen, the doctors or nurses or whatever the hell they are that the guys pay to keep on call for messes like this , are there. Already stitching up the others. 

Lucky nods to one of the brothers and then to me. 

"Take her to her room, I want you there till I relieve you. Got it?" Lucky says, making the boy nod. 

He couldn't be much older than me, maybe even younger. I was eighteeen, and they made the boys start early in the family. 

After I get to my room, I go to my bathroom and shower, cleaning the sweat from my body, and maybe...letting the showerhead take care of a lingering need for more Lucky. I cum twice in the shower, before I get out and dry myself off and put on a pair of powder blue satin sleep shorts, with a matching sleep tank. 

I open the door to my bedroom , and see the young brother standing guard, hands behind his back across the hall, looking at my door, his eyes coming to mine. He gives a slight nod. 

"What's your name?" I ask. 

"Fabrizio..or Fab" he says. 

"Well Fabrizio...I'm bored...and since I can't go downstairs and I'm not tired enough to fall asleep...we're best friend now, and we're gonna get to know each other." I say and he just smiles slightly. 

"Sure miss." he says.

I roll my eyes. 

"first rule of being my friend, is to not call me. It's Natalia." I tell him and he nods. 

I sigh. 

"Are you allowed to sit?" I ask, he shakes his head. 

"Course not." I say as I move out into the hall more and lean up against the wall to the side of my door. 

"How old are you?" I ask.

"Nineteen." He replies. 

"How long have you been uh...ya know..in." I say. 

"Few years." he says with a shrug. 

"You ever been shot?" I ask. He brow lifts. He shakes his head. 

"Been in a few fights, nothing with firearms. I don't usually get to be around the action." he says.

"Why is that?" I ask. 

"I'm one of the book keepers." he says. 

I raise my brow. 

"You're good with math?" I ask. 

He laughs. "Yeah, you can say that." 

"Are you one of those genius people who can do crazy math equations fast in their head?" I ask. 

He laughs and shakes his head. 

"I could probably do them in my head. But not fast enough to be considered a prodigy." he says and I nod. 

"Gotta girl friend?" I ask. 

I see him blush slightly and shake his head. 

"Why not?" I ask and cross my arms. 

"Just don't have time for one." he says and I nod. 

"Plus with all the groupies you guys get, what's the point right?" I ask and he just smirks slightly and turns a deeper shade of red.

"Buncha man whores, all of you." I tease and he laughs a bit. 

We're silent for a moment and I just look around, down the hall one way and then towards the other, bored and trying to think of something else to ask. 

When I let my eyes drift back to Fab, I catch him staring at me. Well more so at my breasts. His eyes flick up but it's too late and I just give a slight smile and roll my eyes. 

"Man whore." I mouth the words and he chuckles. 

"Sorry." he says and I shrug. 

"No big deal." I say.

"You're just really ...really pretty." he says and I look at him. 

He seems far more innocent than the other boys i've met that are in the family. Maybe it's the fact he handles the books and the numbers and not the war part of shit. 

"Thank you." I say. 

"You gotta boyfriend?" he asks and I give a little smile. 

"No." I say, because I didnt care how innocent this guy seemed, I wasnt an idiot. If I said something stupid like, oh , its complicated, or oh, its new, or anything other than no. It could lead to evidence for any suspicions towards me and Lucky.

He smiles, and his eyes go back down to my chest, and I swallow. I hadn't meant to make it seem like invitation to keep staring at me, but that's what he took it as, and the longer his gaze laid on me, moving up and down my body, the more I realized , little book keeper boy wasn't as innocent as I thought. 

"Everyone talks about you , ya know.." he says.

"Everyone talks about the untouchable daughter of Carmine." he adds and his eyes go back up to my breasts, and I can't help the way my nipples tighten as I shiver slightly at the slow way he licks his lips, like a carnivore ready to rip into it's next meal. He was definitely not innocent. 

I knew they did. I knew that the men of the family , my age and older, were waiting for my father to hand me over. Families outside of our own have already been trying to make allegiences with my father, offering to wed me to their sons to protect their "bonds". 

Thankfully as far as I knew, my father had no need to use me as a bargaining chip. Would he? Yes. Did he need to though? No. At least not from what I knew. Which, I guess wasn't much. 

"You're perfect." he says, his eyes roaming everywhere. I felt naked under his gaze. I'd often felt that way when guys looked at me, as if they were undressing me with their eyes. I didn't mind it usually, because I'd grown used to it. But, something felt wrong about Fabrizios gaze. 

I watch as Fabrizio let's his hands fall from behind his back and to his sides, my eyes going down for the first time, and I can see the outline of his dick, pressing into his pants. My eyes flick back up. 

"I should get to bed. I'm tired." I say and he just smiles as he walks over to me. 

"Shh" he says and shakes his head as I bump into the wall, and try to move back into my doorway and I laugh nervously. 

"Goodnight" I say as I reach for the door but I jump when his hand pushes flat to my door and pushes it open, walking in after me. 

"You shouldnt be in here."I tell him. 

"Shhh" he whispers again, the sound making my skin crawl, the sound much like the one I heard whenever I had nightmares about what happened to me when I was ten years old. 

"I think you should get on your bed Bambi." he says with a sick smirk. 

My brows pinch. I shake my head. "No." 

"Take your clothes off, and get on the bed." he says, and shuts the door behind him, and flicks the lock. 

A scream is caught in my throat. 

"Get out." I say shakily and look around for anything within reach to throw at him. 

"They're all right about you." he says , walking closer. 

"You're a fucking tease." he says and then has me backed up against the post of my bed. 

"Please get out." I say shakily. I wasnt sure why I didn't scream. Lucky could probably hear me if I did. He would come and help me. I closed my eyes shut. Lucky didn't need anymore trouble. 

I feel his finger tips grab at the hem of my tank top and he lifts it slightly, exposing my stomach. 

"Your nipples are hard Bambi. Are you turned on right now?" he asks. "Cause I am." he says and he pushes into me, making sure I feel his cock against my stomach and I close my eyes turning my head as he lifts my tank top, up and up. 

"Shhhhh" he whispers as I feel my eyes, even squeezed shut, tears come out as I tremble and he exposes me. 

"Mmm" he hums. 

"Very nice." he says. "Very, very nice." he says and his hands grab my breasts gently and he cups them.

"Nice and heavy...big fucking tits..." he says and squeezes them and I feel like that ten year old girl again. Helpless, even though I'm not. I could kick him in the dick. I could scream. But having brought up my past earlier and having told Lucky about it. It just reminded me too much of us, I regressed back to that terrified girl, and not the tough as nails young woman I'd schooled myself to become. 

"Please stop" I say my voice barely a whisper. 

"Stop , please." I say as his hand just keep touching my breasts. His fingers pinching and pulling as his cock grinds against me. 

"I think you should get on your knees for me...quit teasing my cock and give me something good to remember you by." He grins. 

"It's a shame such a pretty thing will have to go to waste." he says shaking his head. 

I blink, my eyes opening and look at him. 

In the next second a sharp prick is made at my side and I look down to see a needle plunged into me, his thumb pushing the plunger, before everything goes foggy almost immediately and I feel like my body is rocking and swaying, as his hands catch me before everything goes black.