Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (74 page)

“But what about that? I said. “Does that just stay on my
locker all day for everyone to see?”

“Lyric, I swear to fuck if you start whining about how
embarrassed you are,” Nico said as he shot from the ground and lunged toward
me.

Julian jumped in between us and put his hands on Nico’s
chest.

“Stand back from her, Nico,” Julian said. “We are going to
do as Alexander said and meet tonight to discuss this after Papa leaves. I’ll
cut my next class and grab a janitor and slip him a fifty to scrub this off
without telling the Headmaster.”

Nico got around Julian and I flinched as he came toward me
with his large hand balled into a fist. He reached over my head and punched the
locker and walked away. He left a big dent in the metal and an even bigger dent
in my heart.

“I’m going to go home,” I said. “I don’t want to be here
anymore.”

“But, Lyric,” Rose said, “it’s not even 11:00. Papa may
still be home and he’ll wonder why you’re not in school.”

“Then, I’ll wander around until school is out and meet you
back at the apartment.”

“I’ll go with her,” Alexander said and handed me my book
bag. “Can’t be without your partner in crime, right, Lyric?”

“Right,” I said.

Alexander and I said good-bye to the others and snuck out
the back entrance of the school.

He helped me over the fence and then threw me our things
and hopped over. Alexander began calling me his partner in crime when we were
seven and he called me that ever since. He and I used to scheme and plan little
wicked adventures in the night we referred to as the skulking games. When we
were nine-years-old, we started sneaking out of the apartment and wandered the
streets of Manhattan at all hours of the morning. Can you imagine seeing a
couple of nine-year-olds walking down Park Avenue in their pajamas at three
o’clock in the morning? Well if you did, it was Alexander and I. We never got
caught, by Papa or anyone. We must have wandered thousands of miles over the
years. We usually stuck to our area but there were a couple of times we
ventured into Alphabet City and Washington Square in the wee hours. It was
always more exciting when we went somewhere bad.

Where Nico is brash and brusque and a bad-ass, Alexander
is methodical and gentle and subtle. Not weak at all, but Alexander was always
popular not because of his bravado like Nico and Julian, but because he always
tries to place himself other people’s heads and gains their understanding. Not
manipulative mind you, but empathetic.

We walked for a while in silence up and down 5th Avenue,
looking in the shop windows and at the people we passed.

“So, some day huh?” Alexander said after we walked for
about an hour.

“Yep,” I said, “some day.”

“Don’t worry, Lyric, we’ll figure something out. Maybe
Nico can talk to Mandy again and straighten her out,” Alexander said and
stopped in front of FAO Schwartz. “Hey, let’s go in. I haven’t been here since
we were kids.”

Alexander dragged me past the guards dressed as toy
soldiers that stood watch in front of the store. We played like we hadn’t since
we were little. We spent nearly three hours running up and down the aisles and
stopped at every demonstration to play. I almost forgot about the trouble I had
gotten us in, but it was never far from my reach.

“Come on, that was fun wasn’t it?” Alexander said as we
left the store. “Want to go to the zoo now?”

“Just the park,” I said and pulled him toward the East
Drive entrance to Central Park. “Let’s find a bench and sit.”

We walked past the peanut vendors and both inhaled the
sticky, sugary scent of honey-roasted peanuts that wafted through the air.

“I’m starving,” he said, “let’s get some.”

He ordered three bags of honey roasted peanuts and we
found a bench near the pond and sat.

“Oh, these are always so fucking good,” I said as I
inhaled a handful of the salty-sweet peanuts.

“Yes, I forgot how good these are,” Alexander said and
chuckled. “I always smell them, think they smell delicious, but I never stop to
get any.”

“Well, we did today,” I said and rested my head on
Alexander’s shoulder.

“Yes, we did today,” he said and stroked my hair. “I don’t
want you to worry anymore, Lyric. We’re Trucido’s and we always stick
together.”

“But Nico was so mad, Alexander,” I said and sighed. “I
mean, did you see the rage in his face? I’ve never seen him like that.”

“And he has a reason to be mad, Lyric. What you did was
very stupid. Papa always told us that he doesn’t care what we do as individuals
or as a group as long as what we do does not harm the group. We are a group,
Lyric...family. We’ve got a fuck of a lot more than most people, but the
biggest thing we have is each other. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I said. “I swear I will never, ever do anything
that has the potential to harm the group again.”

“I know you won’t.” Alexander said and threw his arm
around me.

Alexander and I spent the rest of the day in the park
talking and laughing and people watching. He had such a calming effect on me
and I was happy that he came with me. We made our way toward the 79th Street
exit when I saw them.

“Holy fuck,” I said and stopped short.

Alexander slammed into my back.

“What, Lyric?”

“Over there, look!”

I pointed toward the place where Professor Teresi and his
wife lay in the grass. They were having a picnic near the turtle pond.

“Lyric, leave it alone. What did you just say about not
causing the group any harm?”

“I’m not going to,” I said and walked toward them. “I just
want to say hello.”

Alexander ran after me across the lawn and grabbed me as I
reached their picnic blanket. He was too late.

“Professor Teresi?” I said and he jumped up from the
blanket and stood in front of me. “Hello.”

“Lyric, what are you doing here?” he said and brushed a
leaf from his leg. “Shouldn’t you be in school?”

“Shouldn’t you?” I said.

“Oh, Gio, this is the girl from yesterday, isn’t it?” the
wife said and stood from the blanket. “Do you remember me, what’s your name,
Lyric? I’m your teacher’s wife.”

“Yes,” I said and stared into her eyes.

“And who is this?” she asked and pointed to Alexander. “Is
this your boyfriend?”

“Her brother.” Alexander said and held me by the arm.

“Ah,” she said and turned to Professor Teresi. “Gio, would
you please run over to the museum and check the time of the Peter Max
exhibition.”

“Um, it’s at 5:30,” Professor Teresi said.

“Gio, please,” the wife said. “I want to have a talk with
your little friend.”

Alexander held my arm tight and dug his fingers into my
flesh. I know he was trying to calm me down. I wanted to rip her throat open
with my teeth and he probably felt my heart pounding through my veins.

“Look, Lyric,” she stood tall and stared into my eyes,
“Giovanni is my husband and he is your teacher. Now, this crush you have on him
is endearing and I’m sure there is a part of him that is flattered, but again,
he’s my husband and your teacher. Just leave him alone and go away.”

“I don’t hear him saying this,” I said as I stared her
down.

“Oh, believe me, he is,” she said. “As a matter of fact,
he didn’t go to school today because he wanted to avoid you. Seems you’ve
become a pest to him and he was willing to avoid his job if it meant avoiding
you, Lyric. So, he and I discussed the ridiculousness of that rationale and we
decided, actually he decided, to go to the Headmaster about this problem with
you. You’ll be getting the note to meet with him tomorrow. Actually, you and
your father will get the note instructing you both to meet with him tomorrow.”

“You stupid fucking cunt!” Alexander said.

“What did you call me?” the wife said.

“Well, I think the West side heard it, but if it bears
repeating,” I said, “he called you a stupid fucking cunt.”

“You told our father?” Alexander said and jumped toward
her. “Told him what, that your husband wants to fuck my sister? Why? Because my
sister is a million times hotter than your skinny ass is?”

There was a couple sitting on a blanket close to where we
stood. I looked over at them and the man stood and walked toward us. He was
fucking huge. I grabbed Alexander by the arm and pulled him away from the wife.

“Come on, Alexander,” I said as the man quickened his pace
toward us, “we need to get out of here.”

I dragged Alexander through the park and out to 5th
Avenue. I turned back and the wife was talking to the big man and Professor
Teresi. Professor Teresi and I stared at one another for a moment and then he
looked down at the ground.

He betrayed me.

“In this place, death is mercy.”

Edgar Allan Poe

The house music blasting from the hotel’s stereo pounded
more forcefully than David, no, Michael...whatever, pounded his cock in my
pussy. I looked up from where he had me bent and watched Nico fuck
David/Michael’s wife, Kristine/Karen, on the bed. Seeing that look of pleasure
on Nico’s face made me angry. David/Michael was at best a common lay, neither
too small nor big, decent stroke, but Nico…well, Nico was a phenomenal lay and
I felt cheated that I had David/Michael.

Nico and I picked them up at The Penthouse Club on
Broadway. They were from Parma, Ohio and David/Michael was there for a
convention. They were also away from home for the first time and wanted to be
wild. David/Michael was in his early thirties and nice looking. He probably
played football in college and went to church every Sunday. Kristine/Karen
looked to be about the same age, probably fucked only David/Michael in her life
and had huge tits and a big ass. They bopped up and down to the techno music
and tried to fit in with the cosmopolitan hipsters who populated the club.

“You’re very attractive,” David/Michael said in my ear.

I looked at his wife and she said something to Nico. Nico
smiled and nodded. I knew what that sly smile on Nico’s face meant. They
watched Nico and I all night and now they wanted to do something that they only
fantasized about in their country-decorated bedroom in Parma, Ohio.

The wife looked over at David/Michael and nodded and then
took Nico by the arm and they walked toward the bar. David/Michael ran his hand
down my back and rested it on my ass.

“Ecstasy?” he said.

“Huh?” I said.

“I said, would you like some Ecstasy? I picked it up from
a friend in Ohio who insisted we try it in New York.”

David/Michael held out his hand and there were four white
tablets in his palm.

“No,” I said.

“Suit yourself. My wife and I never tried this before, but
since we’re on vac-ay, we figured we should!”

We left the bar after downing a few drinks. They were
staying at the Soho Grand around the corner from the bar, which seemed way too
sleek for them. By the time we got back into the room, the Ecstasy started
kicking in for both of them and they couldn’t keep their hands off of us. It
was pretty hot, actually. They looked like they would explode if they didn’t
fuck.

David/Michael unzipped my dress and peeled it from my
shoulders. When my dress fell to the floor, he spun me around, licked his lips
and smiled.

“Lord, but I’m going to fuck you good,” he said as he
knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down my legs.

I stepped out of them and turned my head and watched Nico
ripping the dress from Kristine/Karen. He pushed her onto the bed and she
spread her legs wide and rubbed her pussy as she watched him undress. She
looked over at me and stared at my body.

“Holy shit! What happened to you?” she said. “How did you
get those bruises and burns?”

“It’s nothing.” I said and turned back to her husband. “I
was in a car accident.”

I grabbed David/Michael by the back of the head and pushed
his face toward my pussy. I spread my legs wide, lifted up on my toes a bit and
rubbed my clit against his cute, Protestant nose. Not much for foreplay,
David/Michael bent me over the desk and shoved his cock into me. He thrust his
hips in and out as he pawed at my tits.

I looked back over at Nico as he plunged his big, fat cock
into Kristine/Karen’s pussy. She gasped and Nico smiled and increased the speed
of his strokes. Kristen/Karen screamed as if Nico was the best fuck she ever
had. And judging from the lackluster pounding I got from her husband, he
probably was.

“Give it to me!” she said and dug her press-on nails into
Nico’s back. “Stab me with that big cock!”

Nico pulled out of her, dragged her by her legs to the
edge of the bed and flipped her over on her stomach. He lifted her by her hips,
bent her over and jammed his cock in her pussy from behind.

“Holy shit!” she said and screamed. “Just like that! Do it
hard!”

Nico looked over at me and our eyes locked. He knew I
wasn’t having any fun with Mr. Vanilla and he laughed.

“Harder!” I said to David/Michael as I stared at Nico.
“Fuck me harder!”

David/Michael jackhammered his cock in and out of my
pussy. He wheezed and panted as if he needed an inhaler. I was done with him
and certainly done watching his wife have more fun than me. I allowed him to
forgettably fuck me as I watched Nico fucking his wife and thought about the
events that led up to all of this.

My brothers and sisters and I met the night before, after
Papa went out. Alexander and I did not mention the fact that we saw Professor Teresi
and his wife in Central Park that afternoon. Nor did we tell them that
Professor Teresi told the headmaster of our school that my crush on him was out
of control and a meeting was arranged between the headmaster and me and Papa to
discuss said crush. I was fucking terrified, but that’s not what my brothers
and sisters gathered to discuss.