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Please read Addicted Parts 1 & 2 first to avoid confusion. This segment includes Chapters 13-18, more chapters to follow in future segments. This is an ongoing story.

This story contains dark elements of addiction, mild obsession, dubious-consent, breeding, violence, criminal activity, crude language, and graphic sex scenes. Read at your own risk.

All characters engaging in sexual acts within this story are 18+ years of age.


Chapter 13

Sleep tried to hold London down, even though she became aware of someone moving and kissing her. Her body stretched at the urge of her waking muscles and never had she felt so comfortable, rested, or relaxed after a night’s sleep. The bed was like heaven, making it difficult to fully wake up. All she wanted to do was stay right where she was.

“London,” Lex purred.

His body molded to hers from behind, heating her just like his mouth kissing all over her skin. Goosebumps scattered across her flesh, further waking her. London moaned in complaint.

“Didn’t we just have sex? Why do you hate me?” she asked sleepily.

He chuckled deeply and nuzzled right under her ear, causing her breath to catch and erotic shivers to race right to her breasts, hardening her nipples. As if he knew, Lex slid his hand around her and started plucking at them, sending tiny jolts of pleasure through her entire nervous system.

“You’re lucky I waited until morning,” he said. “I was tempted to wake you more than once throughout the night.”

London cracked an eyelid open and turned her head to peer at his handsome face. “I think you need to see a doctor,” she said seriously. “How have you managed to get anything done in your life needing sex this often?”

“This is all you, baby,” he said, nibbling at her jaw and smoothing his hand over her thigh to lift it. “You’re the only one I’ve ever needed this much.”

Lucky me. London bent her knee at his prompting and exhaled a sigh of pleasure to feel his hard cock probe between her legs. When he pushed the head of it against her anus, instead, she gasped. Panic tightened her muscles, but it was also surprisingly erotic.

“Once you’re pregnant, I’m going to show you just how good anal sex feels,” he vowed, adjusting so his cock could slide over her pussy, instead.

“I don’t think you’re going to fit, Lex,” she said.

“Trust me, I will,” he said. “You said the same thing about your pussy, and now look at how much you love it.”

London really hated it when he had valid points like that, so she merely focused on the delectable sensations happening between her legs and in her breasts. Desire thickened the air, arousal slowly building, but too quickly, Lex was pushing his cock inside. Her pussy ached, stretching but trying to resist.

“Lex, wait, I’m not ready yet,” she winced.

“That’s okay, baby,” he said, pushing in deeper and forcing her pussy to stretch around him. “I like knowing that you’re going to be a little sore. That hours from now, while you’re enjoying your time at the spa, you’ll still be able to feel me inside you.”

Jesus, why was that so hot? London’s arousal increased, even as her mind tried to undo the damage her brother was inflicting. Turning her into some wanton little fuck toy, just like he called her.

“And when you move just right, triggering those aches,” he continued, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke. “You’re going to think about how your brother did that to you, and it’s going to turn you on, London. Your juices will start flowing, just like they are now.”

London was losing the battle, her mind fogging under the heady pleasure he brought to her body and the twisted lust he incited with his words. Her fight was growing weaker in the face of becoming a complete hypocrite. Every time she willingly had sex with her brother, she lost more of a right to whine about it. But even knowing that, she couldn’t seem to stop doing either.

Lex continued to work his cock into her, pulling back and thrusting forward just a little harder to get deeper. He forced her thigh higher with his knee and used his hand to move it outward from her body. It allowed him to finally plunge all the way into her pussy, and London whimpered from the painful pleasure.

There was no pause or waiting for her to adjust, he simply fucked her harder. London had a feeling he was determined to make sure she was sore now after everything he’d said. Maybe she should have just kept her damn mouth shut. If only it didn’t feel so good.

Her brother wasn’t satisfied with the barrier of their bodies. He squeezed at her breasts or gripped her hip and tried to hold her closer so he could fuck her faster. His other arm wormed its way between the curve of her neck and the mattress, forcing her to crane her head so he could feast on her mouth. His lips and tongue worked in tandem to create a seductive dance that heightened the erotic pleasure coursing through her veins.

Lex adjusted her bent leg one more time and rolled casino siteleri his body into hers until she was almost laying face-down, yet with her bottom half still turned toward him.

“Lex, Jesus,” she complained, feeling like she was getting twisted into a damn pretzel and suffocated all at once. “You can’t get any closer!”

“Wanna fucking bet,” he growled.

Then, her brother slammed into her so hard the whole bed moved. All London could do was pant and cry out as the pleasure and pain collided. It didn’t take long for her orgasm to build inside of her. She clamped and released her pussy around Lex’s cock, greedy to feel the explosive bliss.

“Yes, baby, that’s the way. Take your fucking pleasure,” he seethed.

He didn’t slow down, but he switched to longer strokes that had her toes curling.

“Oh, fuuuuuck!” she mewled as she started coming.

Her body tried to stretch with it, but she was too pinned down, causing her to buck against Lex. He simply praised her with more dirty words and picked up his pace, jarring her and the bed with his forceful penetrations.

“Fuck, London,” he panted and seethed, slowly losing his rhythm until he was gripping her shoulder and putting all of his weight into her. “God, fuck!”

She felt his cock swell and then the heat of his cum as it started jetting out. His hips rolled slowly as he finished.

“Are you done yet?” she asked.

“Almost,” he said raggedly.

A moment later his body relaxed, and London didn’t hesitate to start finding a way out of his hold so she could climb out of bed.

“Whoa, where are you going?” he demanded, as he lunged forward, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her back.

“Lex, I have to pee,” she griped.

“Uh-uh, you need to give those swimmers a fighting chance first,” he said, laying her on her back and kissing her.

She gripped his face and pulled it away from hers, giving him a dubious look. “I’m probably already pregnant, and it’s not like you won’t be fucking me again later at least once, if not more.”

He gave her a crooked smirk. “You like that, don’t you?” he taunted. “Knowing that you’re going to get fucked multiple times a day, every single day?”

“I’m legitimately surprised I’m still walking normally,” she remarked.

“Baby, you don’t know it, but that’s not something women complain about,” he said with amusement. “Most of them would kill to be fucked properly at least once a month, let alone several times a day.”

“So, you’re saying I could make a ton of money if I rented you out?” she asked.

He grinned knowingly and kissed her again. “If you think for a second that would actually stop me from fucking you several times a day, you are sadly mistaken,” he replied. “But I can’t fuck them if my dick’s not hard.”

“Lex, your dick’s always hard,” she pointed out.

“Yeah, for you,” he said.

London knew that was a real danger if she stayed naked under him for much longer.

“Okay, you need to let me go pee before this ends up with me in a pretzel again,” she said.

“Speaking of, I think you should start doing yoga,” he said, as he reluctantly let her up.

“Yeah, I bet you do,” she remarked humorously.

After relieving herself, London started the shower and wasn’t surprised when her brother joined her.

“Don’t wash your hair, especially if you’re getting hair dye at the salon today,” he said, stopping her from grabbing the shampoo bottle.

“Am I?” she asked.

“If you want,” he answered. “I figured I’d leave that up to you to decide. Same with your nails, if you want them painted or not, and which color. I wasn’t sure what you’d like, so I just put you down for a manicure and pedicure.”

London arched a brow at him, unable to hide her surprise that he was giving her those choices.

“I’m not a control freak, London,” he said soberly. “I told you yesterday, I want you to enjoy your time at the spa, and I meant it. The only thing I insist on is a waxing.”

London looked down when he pet his fingers through her pubic hair. “What? Why?”

“Because I’m dying to eat your pussy, but I won’t do it if you have hair,” he answered.


“Do I look like I’m kidding?” he asked.

“What if I want to keep it?” she questioned, even though she wasn’t opposed to getting rid of it.

“You don’t,” he answered confidently, stepping into her and pinching her nipple to make her gasp. “You’re already imagining how good it’s going to feel to have my mouth all over your pussy. Sucking on your clit, and fucking you with my tongue.”

London’s neck and face heated, but it wasn’t from embarrassment. It was from how much more vivid those images became in her mind when her brother described them. And the cocky smirk he gave her confirmed that he was well aware of it, too. Damn him.


Chapter 14

Lex whistled to himself as he strolled across the street and stepped up onto the clean sidewalk. He gave a subtle nod canlı casino to the doorman that opened the heavy brass door filled with bullet-proof glass. All of the windows were made of the same. Still, that area of midtown was a far cry from where he’d started. A far cry from where the owner had started, too. Hence, the glass.

The inside of Giovanni’s was bright and sunny; classic Italian with a touch of uptown elegance. It wasn’t the kind of place people expected to find two made men guarding a single mobster in his private booth tucked into a back corner. But if the walls of Giovanni’s could talk, they’d bring down every crime syndicate in the entire region.

More made men were mixed in with the civilian diners throughout the restaurant. And Lex was well aware that at least another dozen waited outside in cars and the alley.

He was out-numbered, out-gunned, and in a really good mood. It seemed he’d been waiting for this moment for a lifetime, which made it hard not to savor. Lex rounded the corner and didn’t even glance at the men standing on either side of the walkway. They closed in behind him, shoulder-to-shoulder, blocking his only exit while keeping a lookout. Sergio rose from the center of his half-moon booth.

“Lex,” he greeted, as they grasped each other’s arms and kissed each other’s cheeks. Lex had been doing this song and dance for so long it was all muscle memory now. “You seem to be missing someone.”

He grabbed one of the chairs in front of the table and moved it further to the right while turning it sideways. That way, he could sit with his back to the wall. Sergio resettled in the booth, not even hinting at his disappointment that Lex had taken himself out of a direct line of fire. Even so, there was no offense taken by the blatant show of distrust. Men like them weren’t usually stupid enough to sit with their backs to danger or eyes blind to half a room.

“I never said I was bringing her,” he pointed out.

Sergio sighed heavily and spread his hands before clasping them together again. “What am I supposed to do with that, Lex?”

He tilted his head. “You can do whatever you want with it.”

“That girl owes me money,” Sergio stated.

“No, her old man owed you money,” Lex corrected, as he reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a thick manila envelope.

He set it down, tapped his finger on top of it, then slid it to the center of the table. Predictably, Sergio didn’t move to take it.

“Now, me? Yeah. She owes me a lot of money. Not including this current debt, I’ve already paid to take her out of two different pots over the last four years. So, this little claim you think you have on her?” Lex continued with a shake of his head. “It doesn’t exist.”

Sergio sat back and studied him for a moment. “What’s this girl to you?”

Everything. London was everything to him, but Sergio would never know that.

“A goal, Sergio. You remember what those are?” Lex answered. “I saw her, I wanted her, I made sure I got her. Goals take time. They take dedication. If you want something, you put in both. You could have had her four years ago, but you took the money. A calculated choice on your part, I’m sure. You didn’t want to appear so eager to claim a minor. So, her old man got a deal from me, instead.”

Sergio grinned, but it was a facial tick. The kind meant to hide displeasure. “You forgave his debt for the girl,” he deduced.

“Like I said, when I want something, I get it,” Lex confirmed. “She’s only valuable to you now because I already have her. But that value is the culmination of my time, my dedication, and my money, Sergio. Not yours.”

“And what if I refuse the money this time around?” Sergio challenged.

Lex shrugged. “I never expected you to take it, honestly,” he said. “That’s why I didn’t bother bringing it.”

The man was good at covering his reaction, but Lex could tell he was surprised. He looked at the envelope in the center of the table like it was a ticking bomb. Finally, Sergio couldn’t resist the need to prove his courage or sate his curiosity. He picked it up, unfolded the top, and pulled out the contents.

“What’s all this?” he asked, sliding the top picture off the next in the stack. “What the fuck is this?”

The photographs showed Sergio at his private cabin where he hosted secret parties for other men like him, who enjoyed engaging in sex with underage teens. It was where London would’ve ended up four years ago, had Sergio decided to keep her. Of course, Lex had been prepared for that and would’ve burned the whole thing down to save his sister. Fortunately, Sergio had taken the money, instead. Still, there was something akin to poetic justice using that place to bring the sick fuck to his knees.

“It must have been so tempting to keep the Miller girl when she was in your pot,” Lex said. “A fresh, fifteen-year-old virgin. A blond, no less. I hear those go for more than brunettes. But I imagine the only reason you didn’t is because people outside of your exclusive clique knew about her being kaçak casino in the pot. You couldn’t risk them tracing her disappearance to your secret hideout.”

“You think you have something on me?” Sergio demanded. “Do you know what kind of connections I have?”

“Connections? You mean with these guys?” he asked, pointing at the pictures of politicians, judges, and lawyers in more than just compromising positions with underage girls. He laughed coldly, no longer confined to fake niceties and respect. “The funny thing about connections is that they only work if both parties have something to contribute. And while you’ve been busy catering to your clan of perverts, I’ve been buying your empire right out from under you, Sergio, piece by piece. Rebuilding the infrastructure, reassigning the players, and renegotiating deals with all of your allies.

“As of right now, you are completely expendable. Powerless. You have nothing to contribute to any kind of connection. So, these perverted friends you think you have in your pocket, they’re not going to stick their necks out for you,” he continued. “You’re nothing more than a liability.”

Sergio stared at him, then started laughing. “You’ve got some balls, kid,” he said. “You think you know a thing or two just because you’ve been in the game for a few years? I’ve got decades invested in this. You can’t buy history or blood debts. That takes real time and dedication. That takes the grit of being out there on the streets, bleeding and sweating, not wandering around flashing new money and ambitious threats.”

Lex ran a finger over his chin. “The problem with history is that it’s shared, Sergio. All of the people you’ve ever betrayed, everyone you’ve screwed over, they remember. It’s been a long time since you were on the street, bleeding and sweating, proving your loyalty. But me? I was just there. And I made sure that every drop of blood and sweat I spent paid for the knowledge and connections I needed to put myself on top. That’s the upside to being young and ambitious. I’ve learned from all of the mistakes made by old fuckers like you.”

“Yeah, we’ll see how ‘on top’ you are, kid,” Sergio said angrily, as he gathered all of the photos back into the envelope. “You’ve started a war you don’t have the experience to win. Paolo, take this piece of shit out of my sight.”

Neither of his men moved a muscle. Lex glanced at their backs, then to Sergio with an arched brow. “I’m afraid Paolo hasn’t been working for you for quite some time now,” he said. “None of them have. You were demoted to figurehead months ago, Sergio, you just didn’t know it because I wasn’t ready for you to know it yet. See, I needed it to look like you were still a threat to the Miller girl, so she’d feel more obliged to honor her father’s deal.”

“You sonofabitch,” Sergio raged, reaching for his gun, but Lex was faster.

He slammed his fist into Sergio’s nose and slid his gun out, aiming it right at Sergio’s forehead in a blink with the silencer already attached. The man cursed and seethed, grabbing the linen napkin to wad over his bleeding nose while glaring viciously at Lex.

“I need you to behave, Sergio,” Lex said. “I promised Giovanni I wouldn’t drop any bodies in his restaurant, but I can find a way to make it up to him if you push me. Paolo, please relieve Mr. Russo of his weapons.”

One of the men left the walkway and another moved right in to take his place. He’d been sitting in the main part of the restaurant just for that purpose. Paolo pulled his gun out and held it on Sergio, as he removed all of the mobster’s guns, a knife, and even a pair of brass knuckles.

“Don’t forget the one mounted under the table,” Lex said. The main reason why he’d moved the chair to the side before sitting down. He knew the mounting was straight forward and couldn’t be turned to give Sergio a shot at him. Paolo pocketed all of the weapons and Lex nodded. “Please reach into Mr. Russo’s pocket and hand him his phone. He needs to make a few calls.”

“I’m not making any calls,” Sergio said. “You want to end me, then just do it. I’m not helping you in any goddamn way.”

“I respect that,” Lex accepted. “Unfortunately, I already knew that would be your option, so I arranged a little incentive to help you make the right choice. You can die with your name still meaning something in the long history of the Mob, or you can die a rat.”

“What are you talking about?” Sergio growled. “I have never been a fucking rat and I’m certainly not going down in history as one.”

“Then make the calls I tell you to, or I’ll make one of my own,” Lex replied. “Federico’s waiting for the green light to release a letter signed by you to the FBI begging for protection and immunity in exchange for these photographs.”

“You little fuck!” Sergio raged and started to rise, but Paolo crammed his gun to his ex-boss’s temple and Sergio sat back down, seething.

“I guess you should have taken better care of those closest to you,” Lex said. “You neglected your wife’s needs and treated your number one man like an errand boy and a secretary. No one but you created that recipe for disaster. They’ve been fucking and plotting behind your back for years. If I were you, I’d seriously be questioning the paternity of my kids.”

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