Once he felt her finger under his chin to force him to look him, Vittirio was caught entranced by her eyes. The fact that she had forgiven him meant everything to him. "You do not owe me any-" he began to say, but stopped when she climbed out of bed to press her lovely form against his own. He shuddered faintly, having felt her perky breasts against his chest as she climbed onto his lap. "I . . ." he started, and sliding his hands around to grip her ass gently, pulling her against the erection that was forming. "I l-"
The door then suddenly slammed open. At first, Vittirio thought it was the heavy wind, but when he saw the hood over David's head, the soldier growled under his breath. Gently pushing Elena off and behind him, he stood up protectively as he looked his comrade. "What do you want, David? It's late," he said sternly, noting the long coil of rope in David's right hand.
David smirked and stepped forward, clenching the rope tightly. "So, I see you've fallen for the little whore, is that it? That's so romantic . . ." he said sardonically as he gripped Vittirio's shirt and threw him to the side. The young man was stronger than he looked, that was for sure.
Vittirio scrambled to his feet, instinctively reaching for his blade . . . and realizing that he accidentally left it outside. No. his mind thought as he rushed forward, knowing what David was going to do to Elena if he didn't stop her.
But, David took advantage of Vittirio's rage countered the clumsy attack, twisting the soldier around before smashing his head into the wall, crumpling into an unconscious heap. Crouching down, David pushed his comrade's body against the wooden beam in the corner of the room, and securely tied the male the post, making sure that he wouldn't be able to move, and using a bit of rope to gag his coming yells and screams. Going to the front door, he locked it before approaching Elena. "Now . . . this is going to be so fun . . ." he said, grabbing Elena by her hair as he sat on the bed. Unsheathing the dagger by his side and setting it far enough away so that she couldn't grab, he grinned. "Now, before Vittirio wakes up, being a good little girl and untie my pants andsuck my cock . . . or I will slit his throat," he ordered, his tone being completely serious.