Page 33 of Dark Mafia Villains


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She looks like she is about to cry and my heart squeezes with knowledge of what it is to find another like soul in this vast world.

“Thank you. I’ll pay you back.” Belle pulls me in for a hug. Her new hair slides over her shoulder to tangle in my fingers. We share a quick laugh, but I gently push her in the direction of the cabs.

“I’ll hold them off for you. Come back when you can, and I’ll collect in the form of a girls’ afternoon. I could use girl company.”

I wink and slip back into my boutique. Let’s see if I made a new friend this evening.

I make my way to the front of the boutique, shutting off the lights as I go.

I meant what I told my new friend. The very idea of me working sends my men into panic mode. They don’t like it when there are uncontrollable elements in their world. And that is me. Uncontrollable. I go after what I want. It took every ounce of my fiber to convince them to let me spend time away from them. I would have done it anyway, but having them on board with my business ideas makes my life easier.

I quietly open my office door and marvel at how much my life has changed.

“She’s a beauty just like her momma.”

Marco winds his arms around my middle and I rest my head on his shoulder. “When she’s sleeping. The second her eyes pop open even the heavens gasp.”

“Like I said, just like her momma.”

I laugh softly. “We better get ready then.”

Marco turns me in his arms, and I find Alaric and Ryth coming in and quietly shutting the door behind them.

“Ready for what?” Alaric asks.

I smile and pull them into a connected room, so we don’t wake our little one. When they bought this place for the boutique, they all surprised me with a small, but luxurious living quarters built into the space. It’s more like a suite at the Four Seasons. They knew I would be working long hours and made sure I had all the comforts. Between you and me, I think it’s more for their comfort than mine.

Case in point, Alaric is slowly undressing me, and Marco’s lips haven’t left mine since Ryth closed the door behind us.

Clothes drop and all three spread me across the bed. I’m naked, horny, and ready for my men. I’m lifted and spread face up overtop a very aroused Ryth. I reach between my legs, fisting his cock. I guide him inside of me with a heavy moan of pleasure. My tight walls stretch around his girth as he slips through my dripping pussy.

Alaric comes to his knees and wraps his warm, wet lips around my throbbing clit. I gasp, clamp down on Ryth and make us both groan.

“Fuck, that felt like heaven. Do it again.” Ryth’s hungry growl has the power to leave me breathless. My pulse races and I give him what he wants.

“Right here, sweet thing.” Marco turns my chin toward him. He’s hard and dripping pre-cum. I open my mouth and moan around his thick girth. I swallow an inch and another suddenly desperate to have as much of him in me as I can take.

My fingers drive into Alaric’s hair, and I hold him to me, savoring the burn of his late-evening stubble chafing my inner thighs.

“Easy, baby, easy. We have a lifetime to enjoy each other,” Marco soothes.

Strong hands come over top of my breasts and Ryth massages the heavy weight, taking the sensitive buds between two fingers and pinching. I’m still nursing our infant, so the stimulation makes milk come out in rivets.

Alaric takes one dripping nipple in his mouth and Marco the other. Together they lick and suck as their friend fucks me. My orgasm is almost instant. Fire swirls and the impact throws me into flames so hot I feel branded. Claimed. Possessed and loved.

I bury my fingers into Alaric and Marco’s hair, holding them to me as I grip and pulse around Ryth’s length.

The rest of the night fades into one orgasm after another. The four of us find our releases, rest, and start all over again.

A few hours later our daughter wakes and they watch as I nurse our love child.

We never did make it home to the Christmas tree that night. But that is okay. Marco is right. We have a lifetime of Christmases and holidays to share and create memories around. What matters is the home we’ve built for our little angel and us.

My brother has come to accept my love for his bosses. It was awkward at first, but he got used to the idea of me loving three men. He’s gone back to New York to help track down another branch of traffickers. I know he’s trying to do good in the world. But I worry about him.

I don’t think I knew what was happening at the time, but my Lords of Chaos pulled me into their dark reign long before the night they kidnapped me. But I turned their shadowed world into one of light, laughter, and love. We all carry darkness inside of us. It’s up to us what we shape it into. I know it sounds twisted to think this way, but they killed to protect me when I didn’t know they even knew I existed. That’s powerful. For them, they could have easily slipped into the cold grasp of the night. But all three swear I am their anchor. But what they don’t understand is that there is life in darkness. And that life is our eternal love.

I can’t wait to tell them I’m already pregnant with our second child.

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