Zander
“Fuuuuck, who’s the walking wet dream?” Santos asks as I join the guys in the back at a booth. I’m fucking sure the horny bastard has unlimited cum and stamina because he literally just blew his load down some slut’s throat out in the side alley when we arrived.
I still can’t believe I fucking helped that dumb slut Selene, let alone actually gave her my name. The fuck is wrong with me?
I shake the thoughts of her out of my head, giving Santos a bored glance.
“She’s nobody, just some paid whore Henry brought home yesterday,” I reply, taking a drink from Darius who smirks at me.
“Paid whore, huh? Get her digits from your dad so I can throw some dough her way. I want her trussed up in my bed pronto. She has the perfect pale skin to mark with my ropes.”
“You’d really stick your dick in something that Henry’s banging? Dude, c’mon. Have a little bit of dignity,” I scoff, but Santos laughs like a fucking hyena, his gaze jumping between me and Darius.
“I’d sure as shit fuck her. She’s hot as sin, and I bet she’ll scream real pretty against my blade. You honestly wouldn’t tap that? You should hit her up and see if you can get a family deal going on since Henry’s boning her, but then tell her we’re all cousins so we get a discount too.”
I have no idea how to handle him some days.
“So what if she’s hot? I don’t want to fuck her,” I snort, but Darius grins and nudges Santos.
“I say we fuck her. Wanna tag team?” Jesus fucking Christ.
Blaze watches them silently as they plot their next sexcapade, but he finally looks up at me and smirks cruelly, the scar stretching on his face slightly with the motion.
“Just get her number and let them have her since you don’t want her. Besides, if they scare her enough, you won’t have to worry about seeing her in your house again. The best way to get a bitch to never come back, is to let Santos’ crazy ass near them.”
The man has a point, but something nags at me, making me scowl. I don’t want them to scare her to death, and the thought of never having her in the house again sucks.
There’s something strange about her, and I’m a curious kind of guy. The guys are right, too. I do want to fuck her, but there is no way in hell that I’ll let my dick get anywhere near a cunt my dad has been in.
Wait, what if she ends up being my stepmom? I can’t handle that idea at all. Apart from being pissed at Henry for moving on so fast, I don’t want Selene under my dad’s firm hand.
He’s messed me up, so fuck knows what he’ll do to her.
He’ll break her, and I don’t think she has any idea about what she’s messing with.
“Earth to Zander! Where the fuck did you go, asshole? You in wet pussy land with your pin dick again?” Darius exclaims as he snaps his fingers in my face, drawing me back to the conversation. I didn’t mean to zone out like that.
Santos grins, practically bouncing in his seat.
“So, you gonna let us play with her? You sure you don’t wanna play with her cunt before I get my hands on it? Can’t promise I won’t break her,” he says with glee, high fiving Darius as I sigh and motion towards them with my hand.
“Just don’t break her too quickly, alright? I wanna figure out if she’s just sex to Henry, or if he’s got his eyes on her a little closer to home. She claims she’s never received money from him. I don’t like the idea of some bitch becoming my new mommy when the cunt looks younger than me,” I grumble, causing Darius to groan and rub his dick through his pants with no shame. He’s a lower level of crazy compared to Santos, but the fucker is still twisted.
“I’m gonna get her to call me daddy while she’s bouncing on my dick. Fuck, I bet it would be hot as fuck coming from those lips when she’s breathless. Santos, we gotta make her call us daddy.”
“If the cunt’s speaking, she’s not screaming. I don’t give a fuck what she calls you, but she’s gonna be screaming and bleeding for me,” Santos smirks, not hiding his excitement as it flashes in his eyes.
I hope you’re ready, Selene.
My boys are coming for you.