Our Sinful Desires (The Color Of Passion)

Ours

Alice

"Who is that?" a co-worker asked. I was getting ready at work when I noticed Leah, a fellow dancer peaking outside. I knew they were both here tonight.

"Um, Mateo Lionheart," I answered.

"Oh, another one," she said. "I guess I can be a princess too now," I rolled my eyes and went back to getting ready. I finished and went on stage with the rest of my group.

The entire time I was on stage I felt their eyes on me. I tried to ignore them but their eyes on me made me excited and nervous all at once. I got more confident. I loved the grins on their faces. Their eyes never lingered on anyone else. After the dance, I went over to change. Since Santiago bought me clothes they were all flashy. Too flashy for my taste but still I knew I looked good. That was his point in buying them but I knew he only wanted his eyes on me when I wore them. I was wearing a tiny pink sparkly bikini top with matching booty shorts.

"I want a private dance," a random guy said as he grabbed my elbow.

"Let me go," I said. I knew I had to be playful and flirty at work but he grabbed me so suddenly it really bothered me.

"Here," he threw money at me.

"I am not a stripper," I said. "You don't throw bills at my face and get what you want." I pushed him back. He was going to grab me again but Mateo and Santiago were behind me suddenly.

"Problem?" Santiago asked.

"This bit-," Santiago stopped him from continuing. He grabbed the guy's wrist and bent it.

"Leave," Santiago said harshly.

"What?"

"NOW!" Santiago pulled him closer to him. Looking deep into his eyes he said "You leave here with your legs or on your hands and knees." The guy huffed and left.

"You okay?" Mateo asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Let's go," Santiago said. He still seemed so pissed. Santiago walked us over to a private room. "Dance." I took his demand strangely.

"Brother," Mateo said.

"ALICE!" Santiago yelled harshly. I got up on the circle stage and began to dance slowly. Of course, there was a pole in the room. This wasn't a strip club by name and reputation but it might as well be. I danced for a few minutes as Santiago and Mateo watched me. Mateo seemed relaxed but Santiago didn't.

"Come here," I slowly walked over to Santiago. His hands came to my back and he undid my straps. "Go back." I held on to my top but I knew what he wanted. I danced without letting my top fall for a while. I could see it in his eyes he wanted me to strip. So I did. His eyes lit up for a second but he was still pissed. He suddenly got up and stood in front of me. I stopped dancing and looked into his eyes.

"On your knees," I was too scared to hesitate. I watched him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He let them drop to his ankles. I never took my eyes off of him. He looked like a raging bull. His c**k was already hard. I started to realize I had an effect on him. It turned me on as much as it did him.

"Suck," his request was dark and moody. I placed my hand around his shaft and licked the tip of his p***s.

"Your lips are so soft," he remarked. I didn't get any warning, Santiago suddenly pushed my head down on his c**k. I was shocked but I couldn't pull back. He held my head down even my choking pleas didn't make him stop. Santiago finally released me. Mateo had stood up and was now standing beside his brother. Santiago patted his brother's chest. Mateo unzipped his jeans and let them fall to his feet.

"His turn," my mouth and throat were still sore from Santiago's first request. I licked Mateo's c**k from top to bottom and then from bottom to tip. I let my hand stroke Santiago's c**k. They were both looking down on me. All of a sudden, Santiago lifted me up and nodded at Mateo. Mateo positioned himself behind me and slipped inside my back hole. I let my head fall back on his chest once he was fully inside me. Santiago's eyes remained dark. He quickly pushed into me.

"Ah!" I yelled.

"f**k, your so tight," Santiago remarked. He bit down on my n****e.

"Ouch," I whimpered.

"YOU ARE OURS," Santiago growled. "Only ours. You don't let anyone else touch you." Santiago bit on my n****e harder.

"Santiago!" I cried.

"SAY IT!"

"I am yours, I won't let anyone else touch me," I was pleading with him to let me go.

"Little Alice," Santiago's eyes became softer. Mateo kissed my neck. His kisses soothed my pain until they both pushed into me with force. Santiago pulled my head towards his. He didn't kiss me he just looked at me. I was looking into his soul and he was looking into mine. They both came inside me. We got dressed two minutes after and headed home.

I took a quick shower and got dressed in one of Santiago's white button-up shirts. Mateo and I watched a movie together while Santiago read a book in bed. When I got sleepy, Mateo carried me to bed. I slept between the brothers like I always do. It was nice and warm.

It was about 3 am when I felt Santiago jerk up. His phone was ringing. Mateo just stirred but he didn't wake up. He looked at the name and then put it faced down. He tried to go back to sleep but it continued to buzz. Someone was texting him like crazy. He looked at his phone one more time. He looked concerned and in deep thought.

"Santiago," I whispered.

"It's okay," he said softly. "Go back to bed." Thirty minutes later I felt him get up. I opened my eyes and he was gone. He didn't come home for an entire day. Mateo told me everything was okay but I felt differently. I could feel it wasn't.