Chapter 130 A Pact of Silence Against Temptation
POV Dominic:
I had to clench my teeth while she touched herself and moaned in front of me. I increased the water pressure to see if it would help, but it didn’t.
Nothing—absolutely nothing—put out that fire in her ass until she came, screaming like a madwoman. After she reached her orgasm, Maya dropped her head onto my shoulder, visibly exhausted.
I took her out of the bathroom and found my brothers sitting on her bed. I dried her quickly, not wanting to look at her body more than I should. As soon as I dressed her, I laid her down on the bed and we left her room. Maya didn’t take long to fall asleep after that.
Now, looking at her, I believe she doesn’t remember everything she did—much less the things she said. Maya was out of control. She wasn’t making any sense. The few words she said to us that weren’t fuck, ride, come, suck are words I’m still trying to understand.
“I want this. I want all five of you. I’m here to be the right woman for you. I’m willing to build a family. I want my harem to ride…”
After that, she completely lost it, saying nothing that wasn’t sexual. Her words keep hammering in my head, just like in my brothers’, who came to talk to me after she fell asleep. Luca said Maya doesn’t know what she’s talking about. Mikhail and Adrian are willing to try if it’s what she wants. Sebastian became introspective and distant, probably remembering the only woman we ever had something similar with to what Maya was proposing.
“Alright, that’s enough. You can tell me—why are you looking at me like that?” Maya asks, pulling me out of the disturbing thoughts I’ve been having since yesterday. All because of her.
“How am I looking at you?” I ask, my eyes stuck on her tongue as it cleans strawberry residue from her lips.
“Like you want to kill me.” Only if it’s by fucking you, I think, shifting in my chair.
“I’m not looking at you like that,” I say defensively.
Maya narrows her eyes and lifts her nose, making my blood heat up. She knows exactly what to do to piss me off in seconds. I look away at Adrian, who’s carving a wooden dog. My brother has serious woodworking skills, and Maya, knowing that, got excited, wanting him to carve everything that comes into her head—starting with Louis.
“Can I know why you’re all so quiet?” she asks, looking between us. “Sebastian gave up on teaching me how to ride. Mikhail didn’t want my help making lunch. Adrian barely looks at my face. Luca is still the same bossy brute. And you, Dominic—you haven’t insulted me once. Something’s wrong.”
I let out a laugh, unable to remain indifferent after her sharp perception. She’s right—today I didn’t insult her at all. Something rare since I met her. Maya seems not to remember anything after drinking the second cocktail. How is that possible?
“What’s so funny?” she asks, pouting. “I don’t like being treated like an idiot, so you’d better be honest with me.” We say nothing, and that seems to irritate her even more. “Do you want me to leave? Is that it?”
“Maya, we don’t want you to leave,” Mikhail says, and she crosses her arms over her tits—the same tits I want to feel in my mouth again. “We just feel like staying quiet.”
“Really? Quiet?” she asks defiantly. “Fine then. You stay here in silence while I go take a swim. I’ve been dying to swim in that beauty ever since I set foot on this farm.”
She gets up and walks away without giving us a second glance. She seems upset, but what can we do? We’re still trying to process what she said yesterday. Maya messes with us—it’s impossible to deny—but she’s not Scarlett. And we definitely don’t want to go through all that shit again. Scarlett almost tore us apart with her polyamory bullshit, when in truth she only loved Luca. We can’t end up like that again.
“She looks really irritated,” Sebastian says, and I snort.
“She looks forgetful, that’s what. She doesn’t even remember what she told us—much less what she did,” I say.
“Doesn’t remember? How could she forget that she rubbed that pussy on my lap while kissing Mikhail’s mouth?” Adrian asks irritably.
“She was beyond the normal madness we’re used to,” Luca states, making me agree. Because yes—she was.
“Luca is right. That’s why we shouldn’t take anything she said into account, because if she really intended to ride our cocks, she would’ve already made a move on us. She can’t handle it—and even if she could, we’re not going to let it happen. We won’t touch Maya. We won’t let the past repeat itself.”
“Dominic—”
“No, Adrian,” I interrupt. “Are we in agreement?”
“Yes.” Each of them answers, and it’s settled. None of us will touch Maya.