EroticReverie

Victor

Arabella sits with me at the table, her at one end, me at the other of the long dinner party sized table. It's how we always ate together. This breakfast isnt like the others though. It's a lot more quiet. None of her yappy little mouth, or teasing or jokes. There's no smirking under her lashes at me, or tiny little lip bites. But we'll get back to that. Eventually. 

I was livid with her still. Angry that she'd fuck around with the others, not just one or two of them either, all fucking four. When she knew she was mine. Two years of waiting for my treasure, and she'd let the others have plenty of it without my even fucking knowing. Learning that Zane had shared a bed with her on more than one occassion was the worst of it. My girl, laying in someone elses arms. Telling him she loved him. 

I was close to fucking her on my bed, so god damn close. Wanting to punish her. then she'd pleaded with me....to not make her hate me. And I realized not only would I end up making her hate me, but I'd hate myself. Because even though I was furious with her, with all of them. She is still MINE. She'll always be mine. And I couldnt fucking live with myself if I'd had done what my rage was telling me to do. I couldnt even live with myself now, playing back her trembling lips and tear soaked cheeks as she fought against me, as I'd grinded my dick against her perfect god damn pussy. God, it was beautiful. All of her, was so god damn beautiful. She's had me under a spell, since day one. A spell that's only gotten more impossible to escape with each day that's passed over the years. 

"How is your breakfast?" I ask as she chews a piece of the croissant she just plucked from her plate. She stops chewing. Then chews again and swallows.

"Good." she says and I fucking hate her response. I hate the one word, careful response. I hate what I've done, what's she's done. Ruining our fucking relationship together. 

After a moment, she goes back to eating. I let her finish, and wait till she's pushed her plate back a little bit. 

"Come here please." I say and she lifts her eyes to me. She nods once and pushes her chair back and steps to the side, pushing it back in. I watch her as she walks the long stretch of the table and comes to my side, I push back slightly and then reach out, and she takes a short breath as I take her by the waist gently and pull her between my legs, having her stands as I look her up and down, slowly inhaling and exhaling, my thumbs rubbing over her hips bones through her dress and I exhale on a long breath and dip my forehead down, letting it rest right at her breasts, shaking my head slowly. 

"I love you too." I say, hating that the first time she said those words to me, was with tears in her eyes, fucking terrified of me, thinking I'd fucking kill her. 

She stands there, her hand lifting to my head, her fingers going through my hair gently. 

I pull her hips , lifting my head, and she moves further between my legs. 

"I'm sorry I hurt you." she says quietly. "I never wanted to....I just thought that..I always thought...I was supposed to love all of you....so...I did....and I do..." 

I groan. Hating that I have to listen to say she loves four other fucking men. 

"But...you were always ....I was always yours....and maybe I was selfish....and impatient...so I let my love for the others lead me to do things with them that I shouldve saved for you first.." she says

"Only for me Arabella. They were meant only for me." I say and she nods. 

"Are you in love with Zane?" I ask her and she stops moving her head.

" ...i.............." there's a long pause. 

"Yes." she answers and I close my eyes. I already knew the answer. 

"The others? Are you in love with them too?" I ask and open my eyes. 

"Each in their own way." She says. 

"JEsus christ" I exhale and hang my head. 

"I dont want to lie to you Vic." 

"even Colt?" I grimace and look at her. 

She shrugs. "Even him." 

I shake my head with disgust.

"Trust me, I dont know how I do....but I do. He's awful." 

The corner of my lip ticks, but then I remember he's fucking tasted her. 

"He can be so awful if you've let him taste what's mine." I say and she scrunches her nose and looks away.

"I can't explain it...I wish I could....but he's....I don't know...." she shrugs. 

"And me telling you that I dont want them to touch you, ever again, I mean it Arabella." I tell her. 

"I know you do." She says.

"Im not going to change my mind. You were always meant to be mine, only mine. I wont share you with four other men." I tell her. 

"I know that now." she says. 

"And you're willing to give up loving them for me?" I ask. 

She chews her lip. "I can't just stop loving them Vic..but I won't let them have me if you don't want to share me....i just always thought...eventually...that was the plan...so I didnt think it would cause the chaos that it did when you found out. I expected you to be a bit mad that I'd let them touch me first....but...I waited ..and you never...I wasnt sure you'd ever actually want me like that..I assumed you did, but actions spoke differently" she says and I grit my teeth.

"You were sixteen Arabella." I growl. 

"So?" she says, slipping her fingers through my hair and lifting one knee, sliding it onto my thigh, then the other, kneeling on my lap, sliding her legs over mine to straddle me.

"If I was yours....you should've made it so.." she whispers and I groan as she hovers her sweet fucking mouth near mine. 

"Even so...I turned eighteen eight days ago....you still didnt touch me...or even try to.." she says. 

"Maybe I wanted to keep you sweet a bit longer.." I exhale and she tilts her head slightly, her mouth moving diagonally over mine, lips brushing mine just barely.

"I'll always be sweet Vic" she whispers and my hands slide to her ass, pulling her further onto my lap and I groan at the head of her bare cunt against my lap, my dick pushing against her mound as she rocks slightly against it. 

"yeah Arabella? You going to stay sweet for me?" I ask and she nods, kissing the corner of my mouth, more on my cheek than my lips. 

"What if I want to keep you a virgin for two more years Arabella?" I ask her and she whimpers.

"I'd beg you to reconsider" she breathes on my cheek and lips press to my jaw line and then her mouth is at my ear as I punch her dress in my hands as she rocks in my lap. 

"Beg me then, beg me to steal your sweetness from you" I groan and she moans softly. 

"I dont want you to steal it...I want to give it to you...I've always wanted to give it to you....it's yours Vic....my sweetness is yours" she whispers on my ear and I groan again as I pull her ass closer and lift my hips slightly, grinding against her heat and she moans.  

"Please, let me give it to you" she says, moaning softly and giving the small little whimper.

"I've only ever wanted to give it to you Vic, i love you.....my sweetness....is so fucking wet right now Vic" she moans and I groan and curse as she grinds my cock faster. 

"Aww, did you two kiss and make up?" Colt's voice interrupts us. Her head turns and I glare at Colt, smirking at the two of us. 

"Man , props to you princess, ruling a man with your sweet little gash he's never even fucked. Good for you princess." 

I snarl at my brother. 

"Shit, I mean he's never even tasted his little cherry pie, has he?" He grins, knowing damn well I've never tasted Arabella's pussy, just rubbing it in that he has, pissing me off, making me want to bash his head into a wall.

"Fuck you Colt." Arabella snaps. 

My brows lift, so do his. 

"Excuse you little whore? " he laughs. 

"I'd be careful." Colt warns her.

"YOU be careful." I warn him and he laughs. The other entering the room, surprised looks on their faces, finding Arabella in my lap. 

"Just remember....when your fingers are inside of her...Zane here , fingered that whore pussy first...and when you touch her firm, pretty fuckin tits, we've all taken a taste of em. And when you're licking her pretty little cunt for the first time....know that all of our tongue have made your little bitch cum on ours already." Colt says. 

"Vic no" Arabella squeaks as I go to stand, she throws her arms around me. 

"dont, please, dont let him ruin it" she says and I growl, standing with her wrapped the fuck around me. 

"please , just take me upstairs, let me give it to you..please....im begging you" she whispers in my ear, nuding my neck with her nose and whispering.

"I'm begging you...fucking begging" she moans softly. "just like you wanted me to....let me give it to you...let me give you something he'll never have" he whispers.

"take me upstairs...please, i love you, take me upstairs" 

Colt smirks, waiting for me to explode, the rest of them waiting too.

"please" she whispers. "I need you, I need to give you my sweetness" she breathes hot and heavy on my ear and gently bites my ear lobe and hums. 

"please, make me yours" she begs.

I see the surprised eyes, and hear the laugh of my brother as I turn without a fucking word, walking away with Arabella out the other end of the dining room.

"Go on, might as well get something the rest of us havent had already, dont worry, we will though! We'll all fuck the little princess in that cunt of hers eventually!" He calls after me and Arabella moans in my ear.

"dont listen to him, im yours Vic, I'm yours, only yours" she moans and I groan, carrying her up the stairs, on the long fucking walk to my god damn bedroom. 

"God damnit" I growl. 

"what?" she breathes. 

I push open one of the bedroom door that's closer. 

"You are NOT going to have our first time be in HER bed" she hisses at me, looking at me like I've slapped her.

"Who cares? It's just a bed." I say panting.

"I care!" She squeaks. She shoves my shoulder.

"She hates me! And I hate her!" She says. 

"What?" I shake my head. 

"Whatever, fine" I sigh and turn. 

"the fuck do you mean, she hates you?" I growl as I walk with her, her perfect ass in my hands as she kisses my neck again. 

"exactly what i said. she hates me" she says. 

"you cant just assume she hates you" I say. Because Lydia was one of my best in my opinion. 

"i dont assume, she hates my guts" she says and bites my neck. 

"how the hell do you know she hates you?" 

"god, i dont want to talk about her right now" she whines.

"tell me." I stop walking and she whimpers.

"Vic" she sighs. 

"Did she say something to you?" I ask and she rolls her eyes and huffs a laugh. 

"you could say that." she says.

"What did she say?" he asks. 

"nothingggg, take me to you room" she says and goes to kiss me again.

"Answer my question Arabella." I say, leaning my head back. 

"Vic, it's not even a big deal, it's just-"

--------Arabella ---------

At that moment, Kelsie walks out of her room and sees us and smiles. 

"OH, hi" she says and winks and turns to walk away.

"Kelsie." Vic growls. 

"Vic, no" I whine. 

"yeah?" she turns back around and walks down the hall. 

"Do you know anything about Lydia saying things to Arabella that would be considered grounds for her removal from my employment?" he asks and Kelsies wide eyes give away the answer. I shake my head slightly at Kelsie. 

"Umm" she hums. Looking at me and then at Victor." 

"I'll remind you Kelsie....that I dont tolerate being lied to. Nor, do I tolerate any of you being disrespectful to any of us in this house, and need I remind you, that includes Arabella. So answer me honestly. Because if I find out you're lying to me.." 

"Okay, yes, yes." Kelsie says, clearly terrified. 

I watch as Victor growls, jaw clenched. 

"Shit" I hiss, and push from him and he grabs me tighter. 

"Put me down" 

"Shut up." he says to me, without even looking at me. 

"And who else has said things to her?" Victor asks. 

"Ummm..most of them don't say anything to her at all...just Lydia...that im aware of" Kelsie says. 

"And what does she say to her?" Victor asks and Kelsie winces.

"ummm" she hums and Vic groans. 

"vic , stop, seriously, this isnt nesce-"

"What....does she say to her." Victor says. "Tell me the worst thing you've heard her say to Arabella." 

Kelsie winces again. 

"She told her to kill herself, more than once." Kelsie says and I groan and slap my forehead onto Vic's shoulder.

"She what?" He growls. 

Kelsie shrugs. "I...she...she says things to her all the time...when...when you guys arent around....she'll go to her room, just to open the door and say something to her." 

Jesus Kelsie, TMI. Shut up. but it was done, the damage was complete. Lydia was going to end up in an unmarked grave in the woods. 

Victor puts me down now.

"Kelsie....go to my room with Arabella....and stay there." 

"okay" Kelsie says, shaking like a fucking leaf.

"Vic, don't. Seriously. This is stupid. She shouldn't die just because-"

"Who shouldnt die?" Lydia chirps rounding the corner in red lingerie. 

"What an outfit for your funeral Lydia." Victor says and her face drops and she blinks, looking at me. Her eyes glaring at me, a slight snarl on her lips. she thinks IM the one that outed her, and I guess, i kind of did. But not on purpose. I just didnt want to have sex on her damn bed for my first time! 

"Whatever she said shes lying!" Lydia says. 

"Kelsie. room. now. Arabella. go." Victor says as he stalks towards Lydia who takes off fucking running in nothing but red lingerie. 

"Vic!" I yell. 

"ROOM ARABELLA!" He yells, and picks up his pace, giving chase to the girl who was going to be drained of all the blood that matched her pretty red lingerie.

"Good going." I huff and turn and walk to his room.

"Im not trying to die, because Lydia is a cunt" she hisses at me. 

I give her a look and roll my eyes. 

"He's gonna kill her, huh?" Kelsie asks as we reach Victor's door. 

"No, Im sure he's going to have nice calm chat with her Kelsie" I say and walk into the room and plop down on his bed. 

She stands there arms crossed. 

"It's her own damn fault. I don't feel bad." Kelsie huffs, clearly feeling some guilt as she also chews her lip and looks around. 

"I mean, he warned us all that you fell under the same rules of respect as him and the guys. So, it's her own fault." she repeats. 

"he what?" I ask , my brow cocking. I mean  , I knew Victor would fly off the handle if he knew the girls were rude to me. But i also didnt want them being fake nice to me either around the guys. So, I just let them hate me. 

"Oh yeah, he has like....monthly sit downs with all of us, and there's always the reminder A. Be nice to Arabella. B. Dont be a bad influence on Arabella.  C. Report to him if we found you smoking, drinking, or doing drugs. " She says and my jaw drops. 

"So youre only nice to me cause he tells you to be?"

"Who said im nice to you?" She narrows her eyes. But both of us smirk slightly. 

She rolls her eyes. "I'm nice, because I dont have any reason not to be, what the fuck did you ever do to me? I'm hot as fuck, I'm an eleven out of ten, and can fuck the god damn dick off of all those men and more, I've got a nice car, a fancy ass living sitch, and anything I want, I get, just by asking for it. Tell me what the fuck I have to be mad at YOU about? Because the duddes in this house arent in love with me?" She laughs and rolls her eyes. 

"Please. No disrespect, but pass. They're great in bed, but yeah, im not looking to be loved by dudes who run an elite, murderous brothel. No offense. " she shrugs. 

I just look at her, smiling slightly. 

"So...you dont hate me?" I ask and she rolls her eyes.

"No. I dont fucking hate you, you dummy." Kelsie says. "We're like...almost friends , sort of." 

I half laugh.

"of course" I say. "almost friends, sort of....just not making friendship bracelets anytime soon?" I ask. and Kelsie smirks. 

"Okay, but like, I've never made friendship bracelets, and kinda want to now. So. We should definitely do that." She nods and I laugh. 

There's a girl ready to die and we're here talking about friendship bracelets.

"The grave diggers are gonna have their work cut out for them today." Kelsie says. 

"huh?" I ask as she sits down next to me on the bed. 

She cocks her brow. 

"Didn't you hear? Mia....she uh...is not with us anymore." 

My eyes widen. "What?" 

She tells me all that she knows and my eyes widen. 

"Zane HIT her?" I ask, not believing it. 

"yepppp, gave her the ole backhand for something she said about you i guess" Kelsie says and falls back with a little bounce. 

"Man, you really have these men in a chokehold, teach me your ways for my future husband, cause i want THAT loyalty" 

"Zane wouldnt hit a woman" I say.

"Have a feeling Zane would do a lot of things for you that he might not normally do. Dude is in L-O-V-E, like hard."  she says. 

I swallow a guitly fucking boulder sized lump in my throat. 

"Even Colt, jesus, how did you fuckin manage THAT one?" she asks.

"Huh?" I ask and look at her. 

"He's always eye fuckin the shit out of you. I mean they all do, but he looks like his dick is going to burst everytime he looks at you." 

"Colt...is....he doesnt like me" I say. 

"Ha." She says with a single breath. "ohkay ,sure. Mmhmm , that man is jealous as fuck over you." 

"No he's-"

"oh shut up, youre either trying to be modest, or intentionally being stupid, and neither is flattering, no best friend of mine, is going to do anything but own her bad bitchness and having five sets of balls in the palm of her hand." she says lifting out her hands to pretend to cup balls. 

"Im not...Im serious...I mean...he's an asshole. He's not jealous, he's just a dick." I say and she laughs and sits up. 

"I could tell you something, but you'd have to swear you dont repeat it, even though youre gonna wannt ask him about it...you cant" She says. 

I cock my brow. 

She lifts her pinky and I look at it. 

"Dont get me killed." she says and I roll my eyes and hook my pinky to hers. 

"Im sure you probably think they're all from Zane, cause I know he buys you presents and what not and leaves them in your room..." she says and bites her lip. "But....the flowers....arent from Zane." 

My brows pinch. "Yes they are. " 

But now that I think about it. They never had a note with them. and they were always left right inside my door on the fucking floor. Uncermonisouly left there for me to almost step on. 

"I caught him one time...saw him drop them in the door and then shut it. He saw me, growled and told me to shut the fuck up and swore to kill me if I said a single thing. So yeah, dont get me fucking killed." She says and I just sit there, dumbfounded.

"But he's like....really fucking mean to me." I say, not quite understanding.

"Men are stupid Arabella. Especially older ones going through their mid  life crisis, still alone, and wanting to bang the shit of their brothers girlfriend who is off limits to him. " she says and smiles. 

"They all pretend they dont want women, but they do, men can't fucking function without us. Theyre too scared to admit they want love, so they fuck us instead and bury their deep, oh so complicated man feels deep down, till they become insufferable dick bags. Case in point... Colt. " she says whispering his name. 

"Huh." I say and look at her. "You're sure you saw him leave them?" 

"yep" she pops the p on the word. "especially since my life was threatened when it happened, so yah, 110% sure."

I shake my head. 

Colt gave me flowers. Lots of them. Son of a bitch.