Ibolt up straight in the bed, a scream bubbling up my throat, but I swallow it down.
It was just a dream. You’re safe.
I can’t get the image of my sister’s body lying broken and bruised out of my mind. I want to believe that there’s a chance I can find who’s keeping her, but I won’t be able to do that alone. Thankfully, I snagged myself three mafia men who I’m pretty sure are obsessed with me.
I giggle softly, stretching my arms above my head, causing a delicious ache to spread through my body. If someone would’ve asked me when I woke up this morning if this was how I planned for my day to go, I’d have answered with an emphatichell no. Never in a million years would I’d have thought Salvatore Genovese, let alone his twin brother and bodyguard, would stake their claim on me.
Instead of being terrified and fearing for my life when I’m in the presence of these men, it’s the exact opposite. I feel safe, cherished, and protected—three words I never thought I’d use to describe them. The way they looked at me as if I were the only woman on Earth made me feel powerful, like I could take on the world. When I was wrapped in their arms, I knew no one was going to touch me.
The only issue is I can’t figure out their endgame. Because everyone has one, don’t they? If the only thing they wanted was a warm hole to sink their dicks into, I’d have a bullet in my head, not waking up in the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in. Based on the questions they were asking before our escapade on the dining room table, they know I’m not who I said I was. But I don’t know how much additional information they have.
They could know where Willa is.
My cheeks heat as I think of all the filthy things I allowed them to do to my body. I should be ashamed of how I acted, turning from a relatively levelheaded recent college sophomore to acting like a dog in heat. The moment he pinched my nipple, it awakened a part of me I never knew existed, making me feel alive for the first time.
I clench my thighs together, trying to get some relief from the throbbing between them as I remember our time together. I want them each to take a turn, sliding deep inside me, taking whatever they want. I could see each of their needs for me clear in their eyes, making me wonder what Salvatore would’ve done if I’d climbed on top of Antonio and ridden his cock with reckless abandon instead of taking Matteo’s cock into my mouth as he instructed.
Would he grip my hair tightly and fuck my mouth with his brother’s cock, or would he drag out all our needs until we were ready to explode? My body tingles as I try to imagine what he’d taste like, a mixture of our cum coating his skin. I’ve had everyone in my mouth but him, although I don’t regret giving them my virginity.
Before I think about what I’m doing, my hand slides between my legs, searching for my release. I gasp as my finger brushes against my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. My legs are coated in their cum. I’m wetter than ever before. I moan in pleasure at the sensations coursing through my body, spreading my legs further as I slide my finger into my hot core. Moaning loudly, I pump one finger in and out before slipping in another.
I reach up and pinch my nipple, pulling it away from my body just like he did this morning.
“Salvatore,” I moan as I climb closer to the edge.
“You called the wrong brother.”
I’m startled to find Antonio leaning against the doorframe, watching me. The hunger in his eyes is clear in the way he’s focused on my hand lodged between my legs.
“How long have you been standing there?” My cheeks heat in embarrassment as I clench my legs closed.
“Don’t stop on my account.” He strides toward me, gripping my wrist. His eyes lock on my fingers, shining in the sunlight. “Who were you thinking about me when you made this mess? Matteo, Salvatore, or me?”
“All three of you.”
My eyes focus on his lips as he leans closer, closing his mouth around my fingers and sucking them. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth as his tongue slides between each one of my fingers, ensuring he’s gotten every drop before releasing them with a pop. I wiggle in place on the bed as the ache between my thighs returns with a vengeance.
“Lucky for you, I got here first. Now I can claim my prize.”
“Congratulations,” I gasp as he reaches between my legs, putting gentle pressure on my clit.
“Thank you.” He chuckles, nibbling his way down my neck. He slowly slides his fingers inside me, curling them slightly and causing colors to flash in my eyes.
“Please don’t stop,” I beg, lifting my hips in time with his movements as I try desperately to find release.
“Do you want me? Do you want me to fuck your pussy again?” he growls in my ear as he halts his movements.
I whimper in protest, gripping his wrist, trying everything I can to get his hands to keep moving.
“Answer me,” he demands before beginning again.
“Yes! Yes, please.” I continue rocking back and forth, not even sure what I’m asking for.
There’s a blazing inferno running through my entire body, unable to find relief. I widen my legs, arching my back as his fingers brush against that spot deep inside me.
“Antonio,” I whisper as he climbs onto the bed, not once slowing his movements, taking my ear into his mouth and sliding two fingers inside me.
“You’re ours…” he trails off with a groan as I tug on the short locks at the base of his neck.