Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

101-I Want Sex, A Lot Of It.

“Can you please come pick m—e up?” The first thing I said made him go silent for a moment before he

cleared his throat to speak again.

“You sound okay.” It wasn’t like he was talking to me. I bet he was wondering how he could have a

dream about me.

“Just tell me where you are, and I will be there in a minute,” he said in haste. He didn’t hang up

because he knew I would be scared if I had no one to speak to. Soon he had ar- rived on his bike.

“Are you okay?” His eyes grew double when he watched me sit on the ground with so many bruises on

my body. The fall really made me look worse.

Once I didn’t answer him, he pulled away from me and scratched the back of his neck in confusion.

I kept sitting on the roadside while he looked through his bag for some bandages and ointments to

apply to my fore- head. I had hurt myself really badly when trying to get away from someone I mistook

for a monster.

“I don’t know what happened, but wandering on the road at this time of night is not safe,” Colt said,

grabbing a red ointment bottle out of his black leather bag with cotton buds in his other hand.

I haven’t spoken a word because of my dry throat. I was still in shock. I acted that way.

“Let’s clean you up good.” He crouched down in front of me and gently dabbed the wet cotton bud on

my forehead.

“Ssss! Ouch!” I winced, and he pulled back in a sudden move. The way he stared at me while waiting

for me to calm down made me look into his green eyes and realize how gor- geous this young man

was.

“Beatrice, did I tell you before that your name is pretty?” he said, trying to make me respond to him. I

was too stunned by what happened at the mansion to speak. The brothers cared less about me, and I

had been serving myself to them like a fool all this time.

“There!” once he had applied the little bandage on my forehead, he stepped away from me, “So, where

do you want me to drop you now?” He inquired, as he zipped his bag once again. I could tell he knew I

didn’t want to go back to the man- sion.

I was in a phase where my mind was unable to think straight. All I could think about was how my

stepbrothers didn’t consider my emotions. All they thought of me was this sex craving bitch. Which I

was, I was not denying that. But the lack of respect from my mates shattered me.

My desperate desire to sleep and have sex with them has somehow made them think I am not going

anywhere, no mat- ter how they treat me. They would be extremely rude to me one day and be in my

bed the very next day without having to apologize first. Or maybe they thought I could not have better

sex than them. Everybody told me nobody would want to put up with a lunatic like me. So I should be

thankful for whatever I have now.

“I want to have sex,” my lips uttered as I decided to show my mates I can get sex anywhere.

Or maybe I just wanted to be like them. I will empty myself and then go back home. I’ll be able to resist

them then.

“Umm! Sorry!” he looked around in confusion. “You want to have sex with me?” He inquired, pointing a

finger at him- self.

“To whoever I can get.” I said it confidently and without feeling.

“Umm! I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to sleep with some- one without a connection but—,” he scratched

the back of his neck as he hesitated to look me in the eye.

“Please!” I requested that no emotions take over my face. My entire surroundings were kind of blurry at

this point.

“I will pay,” I stated.

“Okay!” he nodded, “Umm! Since I consider you my friend, I will get you what you want.” He said.

Obviously, we have just met, so he didn’t care what I was getting myself into as long as I pay.

“Do you mind if my friends join?” He had to say it in a low tone. Maybe he thought I would have

demands. I had some money on me, luckily.

“The more, the better,” I replied. I wasn’t thinking at all. My self-esteem wanted a raise. I wanted to be

praised by as many guys as I could gather.

“Okay! I can take you to my apartment and invite my friends over.” He seemed ready for anything. In

the next few minutes, he was already making calls and gathering his friends for my first gangbang.

“Hop on!” He then got on his bike and called me to join him. I stayed still for a moment, staring at him,

and then got up to sit behind him. I wore the helmet he gave me, and soon we were on the road to his

apartment.

I don’t know what was up with me, but I was just ready to risk everything.

Soon we reached an abandoned area with an apartment complex, standing alone with many destroyed

homes around.

“Come! Follow me,” Colt walked ahead of me and I fol- lowed him in silence. I wasn’t even giving it

second thoughts. My brain had stopped working.

I followed him upstairs, and he introduced me to his room. It was literally just a room with an attached

bathroom.

“Sit here,” he said, pointing at the bed. “My friends will be here soon. But are you sure you want to do

this?” He sounded weirded out by how bluntly I asked him for it.

“Yes!” I nodded, sitting down in bed and clutching my hands in my lap.

“Okay!” he said.

“Do you take birth control pills or my friends should bring condoms?” He inquired of me, and I paused. I

didn’t know anything about the pills, but I have heard about condoms.

“Condoms shall do,” I answered.

“Got it. By the way, here is your cellphone. I found it on the roadside.” He then pulled my phone out of

his pocket and handed it over to me.

“I’ll be waiting for them outside.” He wasn’t looking me in the eye and walked out of the room to give

me time to pre- pare. I guess our previous interactions didn’t make him expect to hear such demands

from me. But then again, we met on an empty street for the first time.

So it was going to be like this now.

I would go back home happy and not wanting them be- cause I too got sex from elsewhere like they

found love else- where.