Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (80 page)

“Man, I’m fucking exhausted,” he said and sighed. “I
definitely need a nap. Are you dropping me back off at the school now?”

Rose giggled and I nudged her.

“Where are we, Serene?” I said.

Serene looked out the window and smiled as she finished
dressing.

“Close,” she said. “Very close.”

“We’ll drop you at your apartment,” I said to Professor
Teresi.

“No, that’s not a good idea,” he said. “My wife is home
today. You can drop me down the street, but not in front of my apartment.”

“No, you’re going to definitely want us to drop you at
your apartment,” Rose said and giggled. “We’re going in with you, in fact.”

“Um, no, you most certainly are not,” he said, “I told you
that you can’t drop me off in front of my apartment. Lyric?”

He looked at me and I saw his fear. I love that look when
it first flashes across someone’s face. When they realize they are in danger
and they were duped. You see the purest part of a person in that very moment.
And you are in complete control.

“We are going in with you, Professor Teresi,” I said as I
wiggled my dress over my thighs. “We have to. Our brothers are in your
apartment with your wife right now.”

He looked at me for a moment as if I was speaking to him
in Cantonese. Me, Serene and Rose laughed.

“What the fuck?” he said. “What do you mean your brothers
are with my wife? What’s going on?”

“Just what I said, Professor Teresi. Our brothers are with
your wife.”

“So what is this?” he said as he jammed his arms into his
suit jacket. “You bitches set me up, is that it? Did you record this with the
plan of showing it to my wife when we get there?”

“Nope.” I said and smiled. “But that is a really good
idea. Rose, we’ll have to do that next time, okay? No, we don’t have a
recording, but we did set you up. Sorry.”

“Lyric, I thought you liked me. Why are you trying to hurt
me?”

“I did like you Professor Teresi. Loved you, actually. I
agonized over you for years, right up until the time of our initiation ceremony
when we were allowed to fuck. You were my mission. I thought it fated that we
be sealed. But, you betrayed me. You completely fucked me over and you and that
cunt wife of yours threatened my family. You don’t fuck with my family,
Professor Teresi. We are a gang.”

He stared at me and had no words. He knew he was fucked.
He didn’t know how fucked, but he knew at the very least, his wife would find
out what he did.

I could tell his mind was reeling back. Probably thinking
of his wife and the good times they had...back to their first apartment, their
honeymoon, wedding, when they first met. All the happy times that couples only
seem to treasure when their relationship is threatened. Sad, really. You need
to appreciate what you have when you have it, not when you’re threatened with
its loss.

“Welcome to the game, Professor Teresi,” I said. “And you
and your wife have the dubious honor of being the last participants of the
game. Well, the Manhattan edition, at least.”

“Ah, we’re home!” Serene said as David slowed in front of
Professor Teresi’s apartment.

Professor Teresi slid over and opened the door before the
car came to a complete stop. At first, I thought he was going to run. But he
wasn’t that much of a coward because he bounded up the steps by two’s toward
his front door.

“Probably wants to give her his trumped-up version first,
no?” Rose said as we filed out of the car.

“Whatever,” Serene said as we took the steps to his front
door, “it won’t last. So, will we kill them or let them go? I vote kill.”

“So do I,” Rose said. “That
suck it off
thing was
just foul of him!”

“Well, it’s unanimous then,” I said and opened the door to
Professor Teresi’s apartment.

As we walked into the foyer of his apartment, I heard
Professor Teresi crying and wondered if the boys already killed the wife. I was
pleasantly surprised to find they had not. In fact, my brothers were fucking
her on the parquet floor in their living room.

Professor Teresi sat on his couch with his head in his
hands and sobbed like a little girl as he watched my brothers tag his wife.

Professor Teresi’s wife was on top of Alexander as he
jackhammered his cock in and out of her pussy. Julian was behind her and pumped
his cock in and out of her asshole, while he tore at the skin on her back. Nico
knelt in front of Alexander’s head and shoved his cock in and out of Mrs.
Teresi’s mouth as she moaned with delight.

Rose, Serene and I walked into the living room and sat on
the couch with Professor Teresi. We all watched his wife getting fucked by my
brothers. She was lost in the ecstasy of getting double penetrated by two big
cocks while she sucked off another. If you haven’t tried it yet, I suggest you
do.

“Whatcha crying for?” Serene said to Professor Teresi.
“You know that whole
one good turn
thing? Your wife deserves some
strange today if you got it, no?”

“Shut the fuck up, you demented little bitch!” Professor
Teresi said and jumped off the couch. “Get the fuck off my wife!”

Professor Teresi knocked Nico to the side and grabbed his
wife’s arms. She looked up and was horrified as she realized she was
discovered. Nico grabbed Professor Teresi by the shoulders and slammed him
against the wall of the living room. An urn displayed on the shelf next to
them, fell and shattered at their feet.

“Don’t you ever touch me again!” Nico said as he bent
Professor Teresi’s arm behind his back.

Nico walked Professor Teresi back to the couch and threw
him down. He grabbed his pants off the floor and put them on. Alexander and
Julian got off the floor and started putting their suits back on as well. And
the wife? Well, she sat on the floor and tried to cover her body as she looked
ashamed.

“Please tell me,” Professor Teresi said, “what the hell is
going on?”

“I am so sorry,” the wife said and crawled on her hands
and knees toward Professor Teresi. “I don’t know what came over me. All I can
say is I love you and I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Alexander said and spat on her back. “Why the
fuck are you saying you’re sorry? First of all, you loved it. And let’s be
honest here, it really didn’t take much time for you to get your panties off
and beg us to fuck you. Second, what the fuck do you think the good professor
was doing with my sisters all this time?”

The wife looked back and forth from her husband to us
girls like she was watching a tennis match. My sisters and I smiled at her.

“That’s right,” Rose said and smiled. “When you were
fucking our brothers, your faithful husband was on a chauffeur-driven tour of
Manhattan while he pumped his big cock in and out of my sister and watched
Serene and I go down on each other.”

“Hot!” Julian said.

“It was, actually,” I said and crawled across the floor
toward the wife. “We all came together.”

I brushed the wife’s hair out of her eyes and wiped her
tear-stained face. Mascara ran down to her chin and her red lipstick was
smeared around her mouth. She looked like a sad clown. She looked at me and
sobbed.

“Shhh,” I said, “it’s okay. You couldn’t help yourself and
neither could he. I understand your sadness, but you should have thought of
this before you decided to pull the superiority card on me. You got me
suspended from school. Your fucking mouth got my brothers and sisters suspended
from school, as well. You caused my beating and you caused our father stress.
And for that, you both will pay.”

I grabbed her by the chin and brought her face close to
mine. She tried to move away from me but I boxed her ears and held her head
between my hands and spit in her face. Professor Teresi jumped up from the
couch and tried to lunge at me, but the boys grabbed him and shoved him back
down.

“I will fucking call the police. Do you brats hear me?
Either you leave right now or you all will be in jail by morning.”

We all had a good laugh. Jail? Right.

“You won’t call anyone because you won’t be able to hear
the person on the other line,” Alexander said.

Alexander pushed Serene out of the way and sat on the
couch next to Professor Teresi. He reached out and held Professor Teresi’s face
between his hands.

“Fuck you!” Professor Teresi said as he struggled against
Alexander.

The wife lunged toward her husband and I grabbed her by
the arm and yanked her back toward me. Alexander released Professor Teresi’s
face long enough to grab his knife from Nico.

“Fuck me?” Alexander said through clenched teeth. “No,
thank you. I’m already spent from fucking your wife. No, definitely, fuck you!”

Alexander grabbed Professor Teresi’s ear and twisted
Teresi’s head toward him. He stretched Professor Teresi’s ear out and raised
his knife and brought it down hard. Alexander sliced Professor Teresi’s ear
clean off his head. Professor Teresi screamed until he had no voice left as
blood came spurting out of the hole where his left ear once hung. The wife
screamed and struggled against me as she tried to get to her husband. Rose
screamed too, but only because her new, blushing pink formal was covered in
Professor Teresi’s blood and was now tie-dyed red.

Professor Teresi fell back into the couch and passed out.
His head lolled to the right and blood once again poured out on poor Rose.

“Fuck!” she said as she shoved the now limp professor onto
his side. “I have to throw this away now!”

“Sorry,” Alexander said and wiped his bloody knife on
Professor Teresi’s leg.

“You people are animals!” the wife said and sobbed.
“Fucking monsters...you will burn!”

“What?” Alexander said he crawled over to the wife and got
in her face. “What did you say? I can’t hear you!”

Alexander threw Professor Teresi’s ear into Mrs. Teresi’s
face and she screamed. Professor Teresi’s ear bounced off the wife’s cheek and
landed in my lap. I picked it up and flung it behind me and it hit Serene in
the arm and she screamed.

“Alright, enough!” Julian said. “We need to finish the
game. We have packing to do. Now, who wants the husband and who wants to do the
wife?”

“I want her,” I said and grabbed a fistful of her hair and
pulled her into my lap. “Someone give me their knife!”

“No!” the wife said. “Please, I’ll do anything!”

“Oh, you already have,” I said into her ear.

My cell phone rang and I had a feeling that it was Papa. I
pushed the wife onto Nico and crawled to my purse.

“Shut up,” I said to the others as I looked at my phone,
“it’s Papa. Papa? Hello.”

“Hello, my darling,” he said in his silky voice. “Are you
all enjoying your last day in Manhattan?”

“Yes, very much so Papa,” I said. “We’re having lots of
fun.”

The others all laughed and the wife sobbed.

“What’s that I hear, Lyric? Is that crying?” Papa said.

There was no use lying now.

“Yes, Papa, it is,” I said. “We’re all here playing the
game.”

“Ah, the game, I see. Well, I hope there won’t be any loose
ends like there were at the Soho Grand.”

I froze and looked around at the others. Papa knew about
the Soho Grand.

“But Papa,” I said, “how did you--”

“Know?” he said. “Come on, Lyric. Don’t you know by now
that there is not a move that you make, that
anyone
makes, that I don’t
know about? I even know where you all are right now.”

“Then come join us, Papa,” I said. “Please? Come play the
game with us. It’s our last night and it’ll be like a party.”

The others told Papa to come join us.

“Fine,” he said and chuckled. “I will come. If for no
other reason, to make sure everything is wrapped up and you get out of there in
time to pack.”

Papa hung up and the others clapped because he was coming.
We chatted excitedly and watched the wife crawl to her husband and try to wake
him. Professor Teresi didn’t move. I didn’t know whether or not he was dead,
but a sliced ear bleeds a lot and from the pallor of his skin, the end looked
to be coming soon. Serves him right. Fucker.

The doorbell to the apartment rang and Mrs. Teresi
scrambled to get up from where she knelt at her husband’s feet. Rose pushed her
back down.

“You’ll not be entertaining any more, missus,” Rose said.
“It’s for us, anyway.”

I ran to the door and opened it and Papa looked down at me
and smiled. He kissed me on the forehead and walked past me through the foyer
and into the living room.

“Ah, here are all my babies,” he said. “My, what a mess.”

Papa looked around the apartment at us and then walked up
to Professor Teresi. He pressed his fingers against Teresi’s carotid artery and
shook his head.

“Not much longer for this one, I’m afraid,” Papa said.

Mrs. Teresi screamed and sobbed as Nico held her by her
neck.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch!” Nico said.

“Nico,” Papa said and crouched down in front of Mrs.
Teresi’s face, “such language in front of the ladies.”

“Sorry, Papa,” Nico said and hung his head.

Papa looked over Mrs. Teresi’s head at the Picasso on the
wall.

“Beautiful,” he said. “Is that an original?”

“No,” I said and scoffed. “A print.”

“Still nice, no?” Papa said and pushed Mrs. Teresi’s hair
out of her face. “You are very beautiful as well, my lady. Are you an
original?”

The boys laughed.

“She is quite natural,” Alexander said.

“What are you people?” Mrs. Teresi said.

“Do you not know yet?” Papa said and winked at her.

Papa told Nico to lean back so Mrs. Teresi was on her back
with her head in his lap. He instructed us girls to remove her clothing and the
boys to hold her ankles down. He removed his suit jacket and then dragged his
suspenders from his shoulders. He studied the naked Mrs. Teresi laid out before
him. His sacrifice.