Silver sets a hand on my arm.“Introductions.You met Rook a few weeks ago.”
Rook… That’s it.This time, I’ll remember.
Silver introduces the other three, nodding toward each.“Dante, Talon, and Lucien.”
“Nice to meet you all,” I say, wringing my hands together.For some reason, I’m nervous.I feel like this is all wrong.Daddy would not like me being here with five grown men.I mean, I told him I was coming here for dinner, but I didn’t specify that I would be hosted by five men.
In my imagination, Daddy is about this age.I don’t think he’s an undergrad.If he’s a student at all, he’s surely in graduate school.But hell, maybe he’s a construction worker or a lawyer.What do I know?
“It smells good,” I say to make conversation.
“I hope you like mostaccioli.It’s one of my specialties.”Silver moves toward the stove.
“Sounds delicious.”I have no idea how I’m going to chew and swallow.I must.I can’t have Silver questioning why I’m so nervous.I was very unnerved when we went to dinner last week.He guessed far too close to the truth.
We move into the dining room.The men all carry something.Salad, pasta, bread, bottles of dressing, a pitcher of water…
Silver pulls out a chair for me, and I hold my breath as I sit, trying not to jostle the butterfly more than necessary.It hasn’t buzzed against my clit yet, but I have no doubt it will.
No sooner do I have that thought than the vibrations begin.They aren’t strong, but it doesn’t take much for me to be affected.I’m arousedwithoutthe evil device activated.
I squeeze my thighs together and purse my lips, hoping I don’t have to endure this for very long.It’s truly mean.I wonder if Daddy thinks he’s being funny.Probably, he’s simply such a controlling Dominant that he derives tremendous pleasure knowing he’s disturbing my dinner and forcing me to focus on him.
My stalker is not the sort of man who likes to share.I guess I can’t know that for sure, but I’d bet my last dollar he would be in a jealous rage if he saw me sitting at this table.He’d probably spank my ass if I looked anyone in the eye.He has told me before to keep my gaze off other boys.
I can’t do that here.It would be rude.I don’t want to do anything to raise any suspicion.
I’m beyond relieved when the buzzing stops.I hope to God it’s quiet.In my head, it’s the loudest thing I’ve ever heard, but I suspect it’s actually silent.
This dining room table is long.It could seat twenty.The six of us are at one end.Silver is at the head of the table.I’m next to him on one side.His friend Rook is across from me, followed by Talon and Dante.Lucien is beside me.
“Can I serve you?”Silver asks, reaching for my plate.
“Oh, thank you.”I hand it to him, but now I’m worried about how much he might give me.And rightfully so because when he hands it back, there’s enough food for a grown man.“That’s a lot.”
Silver chuckles.“Eat what you want.”
“So, what are you studying, Bri?”Talon asks.
I try to sit taller and find a way to make small talk.The entire time, I keep thinking about the fact that I have to look each man in the eye when he speaks to me.It would be rude to do otherwise, but if Daddy were in this room…
How far away is he?Is he right outside, stalking the house?Luckily, the dining room doesn’t have a window.If I thought he could see me, I would vomit.He’d lose his shit later and punish me.
Why didn’t I think about this problem before I agreed to this?Men looking at me.Me looking at them.It’s all innocent, but Daddy isn’t going to see it that way.I suspect wherever he is, he knows I’m alone in this house with a group of men.Not just my brother.Four others.He’s resourceful.He probably watched this house before I arrived, so he now knows how many men come and go.Fuck me.
It’s hard to focus because I’m so worried about his jealousy and how I’m going to pay for this.With my body, yes, but he will also take his wrath out on me psychologically.First, he’ll whip me with his belt or something worse.Then, he’ll probably ignore me for a week for this stunt.
The bruise on my inner thigh is just starting to fade.I know he won’t deny me his presence for longer than the existence of the bruise.He’ll have to come to me at some point to mark me again.
I have literally considered putting makeup on the bruise to make it look less prominent and draw him to my bed sooner.I don’t even own coverup makeup, but I could have borrowed it from one of my roommates or purchased a small bottle.I’ve cracked.
“Briana?”Silver’s voice startles me, and I realize everyone is looking at me.
Shit.Talon asked me a question, and I’m staring into space.Oh, right, my degree.“Oh, I’m undecided.I’m taking all the mandatory classes right now.Figured I’d get them out of the way.”
“That’s a good idea,” Rook says.“How’re your classes going?”
“They’re going well.It’s a lot more work than I expected, but I’m keeping up.”