Their Mafia Queen

Meeting Brandon

    William was leaving that room after everyone else had. As he was heading out, Victoria was standing by the wall and caught him by surprise, pushing him against the wall and squeezing his balls as hard as she could.

    "Damn, woman. You will leave me without kids!" he groaned, and a chuckle left his lips/

    "Why is everything so funny to you?" she asked. He lifted his hands in surrender.

    "Sometimes my mouth gets me in trouble" he chuckled, and she just let him go. 

    "It's better if you go home already" she said and before she was able to walk away, he grabbed her by the arm, bumping her against his chest.

    "I want to wish you a good night, love" he said, leaning down and kissing her. She was so stressed, than having him kiss her relaxed her. He pulled away and gave her one more peck before he headed out.

    "William!" she called, and he stopped and turned around to see her "don't be late tomorrow, okay?" 

    "I won't, my queen" he bowed to her, getting a laugh from her beautiful lips. He walked out and as she was about to head to her room, Rogelio pulled her to the kitchen. 

    "What the hell Rogelio!" she yelled, and he covered her mouth while he kissed on the sensitive spot behind her ear "Rogelio, please"

    "Please what, my love? I just want to talk to you," he said, cupping her cheeks, "I want to apologize for what I have said. I don't want to control you. I am crazy about you since the day you joined the gang. I can't stop thinking about you, and I don't mind sharing you with Brandon, or even that loser William. But I want you to know, I am yours"

    "Of course you are mine. All of you are and I want you the same, there is no need for you to control me," she whispered, kissing him back "when you took me out of that freezer, and held me in your arms, I felt safe. I still do, Rogelio, but you need to control your jealousy and your anger. I am not an object that needs an owner" 

    He lifted her up and put her on one of the counters. He opened her legs and walked in between them, rubbing his bulge against her pants. She moved forward, grinding against him, giving him the friction he needed to take her there.

    "Are you sure we should do this here?" he asked, and she nodded, taking his lips in between her teeth and biting hard.

    "Yes, don't worry, I can clean afterwards" she assured him. Rogelio kept kissing her lips and going down to her neck, while unzipping her pants, letting his big hands rub her cunt. Rogelio lifted her legs, her feet on the counter and her knees up, while he bends over and put his mouth on top of her mounds, teasing them from over the pants.

    "You think this is fair to me?" she asked, as he got the hint and pulled her pants down. He rubbed in between her folds, noticing how wet she was already for him.

    "Oh my God, woman. A slut wouldn't be this perfect," he said, but she closed her legs.

    "Are you serious right now?" she said sounding upset "you just c**k blocked yourself" she got off the counter and put her pants on.

    "What did I say?" he asked as she was heading out. 

    "If I hear that word again in this place, you are all going to be fired" she pointed at him, as she kept walking. He followed her until they reached the stairs. 

    "Come on, I didn't say anything wrong, did I?" he mentioned, and all she did was ignore him and walk into her room. She locked herself in, not wanting to deal with anyone. 

    She changed into a nightgown and laid in bed, but her sleep was hard to come by. She closed her eyes and all three men came to her mind instantly. She imagined having all three of them in her bed, pleasuring her. Her arousal came to her and she put her hand under the nightgown lifting it up and touching herself. 

    She arched her back as she rubbed her cunt, thinking about Rogelio's lips sucking her folds. Or the thought of William's mouth on her breasts, teasing her n*****s. 

    Brandon kissing her while she stroked his c**k was a sight to see. His big, velvety shaft, glimmering with pre-c*m under the dimmed lights of her room, had her wanting to put it in her mouth. She kept rubbing herself until she reached her end, letting out a loud moan, not caring if they heard her.

    After that rush, she finally relaxed and drifted to sleep.

******

    Sounds of glasses and bottles woke her up in the middle of the night. Victoria's room was just above the bar, so she could clearly hear the noise. Her curiosity peaked and when she walked down the stairs, she saw Brandon stocking and cleaning the bar.

    "What are you doing down here? You should be resting and recovering" she asked as she hurried around the bar and approached him, lifting his shirt to see how the wounds were healing.

    "I am fine, Victoria" he replied, rubbing her arms. She leaned down and kissed his chest as he sucked in a breath. Tears unconsciously fell from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed.

    "Hey, beautiful. Don't cry" he said, caressing her hair.

    "It's all my fault. Whoever did this to you, did it to get to me" she said, between her sobs. She was glad no one else was around her to see her like that.

    "Hey, my little nerd. Don't worry. At least I didn't die, and we got matching scars," he said, receiving a slap from her. He was shocked at her outburst.

    "That is not funny. These scars on us were a product of pain and we shouldn't be celebrating it" she was upset, until he pecked her lips. It had been a while since he saw her vulnerable like that. Victoria remembered the night she met him after that brutal attack from Carlos.

    She walked through the campus with her head down. A big hoodie and sweatpants covered her battered body. Her tears were flowing, and she felt like she was split open between her legs. It was nighttime, and she was grateful not too many students were out, and those who were kept staring at her. She was afraid to call her father, as she knew he would kill whoever touched his little girl.

    "Watch out!" she heard a deep voice and suddenly, a boy on a skateboard was heading her way, losing control and almost running her over. She dodged him in time, and he ended up in the bushes. 

With the little energy she had, she walked over to him, worried he might have hurt himself. 

   "Are you okay?" she asked. He was struggling to get out of there and she helped him out, while letting out a small laugh. 

    "Yes, I am. Thank you. I am just a little clumsy" he said, and when he looked up, he was amazed at those beautiful eyes behind her big glasses. She hid her face to cover the bruises.

   "Thank you for the help" he said, bringing a smile to her face.

    "No need, just be careful next time" she replied as she walked away.

    "Wait! I didn't get your name" he said, and she turned around.

    "My name is Victoria"

    "That is a very pretty name, I am Brandon. Nice to meet you" he extended his hands, and she shyly shook it. She felt sparks and quickly pulled away.

    "I have to go. It's pretty late" she said and walked away.

    "Hope to see you soon!" he yelled, making her laugh.

    Brandon lifted her chin up and wiped her tears from her cheeks. "You might want to dry those tears, you don't want anyone to see you like this. Your reputation might die" he said, making her laugh. She kissed the palm of his hand and rubbed it against her cheek.

    "Brandon?" she spoke. He looked at her with his eyebrows raised and the next words caught him by surprise "make love to me"