EIGHT

MARWA XAVIER NIXON.

Thoughts of the twins and Lee flew out the window the second I stepped into Casimir's place. Our lips found each other's.

He ripped my dress up leaving me bare and I did the same to his white shirt down, buttons and torn fabric were thrown everywhere, a puddle at our feet.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he muttered scanning my form. My daggers were still attached to my garters and a wave of shills hit my tits, nipples stood hard at the soft breeze protruding through my bra.

"But I think you might need to take those off," he laughed gesturing to my garters and strapped knives. I gave an amused smirk obligingly removing them.

Putting the blades aside, I ogled his lean figure noting his tight abs and pecs arousing me furthermore. I jumped warping my legs around him and he cupped my ass moving us in the direction of what I assumed was his room.

I scanned the huge penthouse with curiosity.

It looked neat and clean. And I appreciated the fact that it was close to my apartment building so that my estimated walk of shame in the morning would be less trouble to handle.

Throwing me like a ragdoll on the hard surface. Casimir grinned pulling me to the edge of the bed getting down on his knees to part my legs and rip off my panties.

He shoved his face between my thighs.

And his mouth immediately found my clit making me moan at the wet intrusion of his tongue. he licked from my crack to my slit and his tongue dipped in and out of my opening.

"Fuck! keep doing that," I fisted his hair pushing his face more into me with every eager jolt of my hips.

He groaned picking up his pace.

Casimir held my legs as I let out breathless moans from the rough texture of his tongue against my walls as he fucked my hole with that skillful tongue he possessed.

I ground against his face when his nose rubbed against my clit. A soft mewl left my lips and his tongue was squeezed by my inner walls as the knot in my nether regions intensified.

The rumble of his grunt when I pulled at his hair one more time was my undoing as it reverberated throughout my clit to unravel my release.

"Cum for me, baby," his breath fanned my core.

"Cas!"

The impending orgasm washed and crashed over me like tidal waves rendering me a breathless mess. I thanked whoever was above for giving this man that skillful tongue.

"You're so fucking sweet," he moaned and I drowsily grabbed his face to direct it towards my dripping hole.

He got the memo and slurped my juices to pull me to my feet when I gathered my breathing to a steadier pace.

He had a thing for ripping clothes apparently as my bra was yanked from my chest as well, my boobs jiggling at the rough handling. Casimir smiled appreciatively eyeing the round mounds.

"Oh, come on now," my annoyed tone made him release a dark amused chuckle.

"Getting you new ones, beautiful," he kissed me, his tongue sucking mine into him as I tasted my essence on him with a moan.

The evident hard-on resting against my inner thighs had me grinding and rubbing harder against his thick member.

"Are you on birth control?" I nodded at the question.

"Now," he nipped at my neck sliding out of his pants and boxers. I smirked at his impressive length with a swipe of my tongue to my bottom lip, "Lay back down. Legs up." I listened to his every command.

"Such a pretty cunt," he hummed dipping a finger into my hole as I clenched around it, "All wet for me, huh?" He climbed on top of me.

Shit.

How wrong was he? I knew that I wasn't wet for him. He was handsome, and hot but he wasn't who I wanted and I fucking abhorred how their images threw themselves into my line of thought.

Their mouths, their voices and their lips. Their eyes, their glares and their fucking accents.

Casimir teased my hole with the tip of his cock with my legs over his shoulders. I whined trying to push up against him but he held both my hands above my head with his.

"Casimi-" I was not able to finish saying his name until he buried himself to the hilt. And a choked scream-like moan ripped itself from my throat.

He started with a ravaging pace not daring to slow down. He was hitting my g-spot repeatedly as I mewled with my eyes squeezed shut.

"Scream for me. Baby," he moaned as he started impaling me with his length.

The sounds of skin slapping against each other. His balls against my ass. And his cock sheathed between folds delved in my warm heat were an inebriation and a fucking much-needed scratch to end the itch I had left unattended these last few days.

I moaned finding his lips in a clash of teeth and tongues exploring each other and pulled at his lower lip with my teeth, his lips drifting to mark my neck.

"Fuck!"

My screams made him more ravenous than he was before thrusting harder and faster. My pussy swallowed his cock whole as he slammed into me like there was no tomorrow.

"Casimir!"

"Scream my name, baby!" he growled thrusting between each word fueling my moans of pleasure penetrating the clear tint of his dark-themed room.

"So fucking tight!" He kept his eyes on me thrusting with unleveled lust.

He leaned and captured my rosebud in his mouth suckling, his other hand playing with my other breast as he pulled ferocious moans out of me. That magnificent dick impaled me with each thrust.

"I'm cumming," he moaned at the feeling of my walls clenching around him, my own orgasm syncing with his.

"Cum with me," he grunted and I screamed with one powerful last thrust making my pussy explode with the force of the aftermath hitting me like a fucking bus.

He groaned and my cunt milked him and I gushed out with his and my juices fusing out of my hole as he pulled out with a hiss my own leveling his as the cold wind hit me.

"Fuck, that was good," I mumbled distractedly with my sensitive core out in the open.

Pulling back from me on his forearms as he laid next to me, our heaving chests glinting with sweat and the sticky feeling of our cum, wet against my thighs.

"I like to think that it was amazing," he smirked with smugness and I just laughed it off, "Now, get on all fours for me, baby girl," his smirk shifted from a playful one to a hungry one and I the same.

Fuck, this is gonna be a long night.

Exactly what I needed.

_

The throbbing between my thighs hurt like a motherfucker die as I headed to what I was assuming was the bathroom.

I finished my business making myself more presentable I walked to the sleeping man's closet taking a pair of boxers, a hoodie and some sweats dressing myself in them.

Casimir was awake on the bed yawning.

"See you around," I grab my blades and jacket checking if my phone was there. And luckily it was.

"No, wait!" Casimir got up following me.  Naked.

I hummed checking my texts and missed calls, holding back a snort at the threatening messages from Enzo and Dal.

"I was thinking we could exchange numbers or something?" Casimir scratched his nape and I sighed.

"No, thank you."

"Can I at least know your name?" He held back the disappointment from seeping into his face but I could read his eyes like a book.

Unlike Vincentius' eyes-

"This was a one-time thing. See you around, handsome. My name is Marwa," I shook my head turning away and sending him a wink as I limped out the door.

Talk about being fucked to Sunday. Literally.

With a frown etched on his face, he turned away and the elevator dinged ascending to make my way home.

"See you around, beautiful."

"I highly doubt that you will."

I saluted him with a lazy grin.

_

"You fucking bitch!" Enzo bellowed upon seeing me steadily try sneaking into my room.

Shit.

I turned around to face him as the guest bedroom was opened and out striding towards us was his brother laughing at my disheveled state.

"Doing the walk of shame now, huh?" They snorted at my expense and I flipped them the finger.

"She can't even walk straight!" Enzo pointed. And all signs of worry from before were erased as he laughed with his brother at the purple marks the skin of my neck and the length of my throat adorned.

"Oh, fuck you morons. At least, I got some, unlike you people," I gritted back and Enzo doubled over in laughter at the look on Dalton's face.

"My brother is totally living out a dry spell," I snorted at Enzo's choked words and turned walking into my room to take a much-needed shower.

After having my long hot shower, I got dressed and made myself some breakfast sharing it with the two dumbasses.

"So how was he?" Enzo mumbled through a mouthful of oatmeal and I laughed at the look his brother cast him.

"Enzo are you blind or just stupid?"

"I'm thinking both," I chuckled along with Dalton at the pouting look on Enzo's face.

And we kept conversing about random shit until I got a notification from my phone.

Unknown: our men we'll be there tomorrow to grab your stuff.

I didn't bother replying to the text and just go on with my day knowing that it was one of them.

_

The long nap that I took was somewhat satisfactory but then again, my brain and core hurt. The latter from last night's rough activities and the other from how much I thought about the stupid housing arrangement.

And how I was going to leave my amazingly spacious and quiet apartment to live with a bunch of swines in a mansion because my life was at risk.

Fuck, even thinking about someone who wanted me dead wasn't as concerning as living with the twins and I, then again, fucking hated it.

I took another nap after having lunch and let out some steam in the gym of our building along with Dal and Enzo.

Our training session was basically boring. We practiced hand-to-hand combat to straighten and strengthen our durability, stamina and fighting forms.

We used the adjacent shooting range to practice our aim and after that, we had a movie night. Whereas Enzo teased Dalton about his incapability to get some ass-- as lightly as he put it.

Which got him an elbow in the ribs and my fucking stomach ached from how much I had laughed at the ludicrous look Dal gave Enzo.

And I swore that, that man was gonna meet his match one day.

I took off to my room aimlessly scrolling through social media. And Readying myself to go through the weekend and move my shit to the Martinez estate without getting myself killed.

Or killing someone.