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After a starter of prosciutto with melon, washed down with a lightly chilled red wine, Maria dishes out thinly sliced grilled fillet steak with roast potatoes and salad. While we eat, Marco and Alessio tell me about the history of the villa, which was designed by a 16th Century Renaissance architect.
All through lunch, I’m intensely aware of my filthies. The nearness of their toned bodies, their intoxicating male scent.
Together they are irresistible…
I put down my coffee cup and shift in my chair to ease the ache between my thighs.
Marco shoots me a look. “Are you okay, tesoro?”
“I’m fine,” I blush. “Just a little tired…”
Alessio captures me in his forest green gaze. “Time for an afternoon nap?”
I nod.
They glance at each other and smirk.
We push back our chairs, thank Maria for the delicious lunch, and, arms linked, head back to the guest suite.* * *Our luggage has been deposited in the living room, I notice, as we step through the door. I yawn, pretending tiredness, and make my way to the bedroom.
All I want is the two of them on that bed.
I kick off my shoes and stand on the tiled floor, lowering my gaze as they come into the room.
Alessio is still recovering from major trauma. I should be ashamed of myself for wanting this.
Marco’s voice makes me raise my eyes. “Come here, tesoro.”
I go up to them, my entire body shaking with need. And then our arms are around each other and we are kissing and our hands are everywhere as we meld together.
“I love you both so much,” I whisper into their mouths.
They repeat the refrain and my soul sings with happiness.
“Sefi and I are going to take care of you, amore,” Marco says to Alessio. “We don’t want to hurt you, but we’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you both too,” his breath rasps. “I haven’t stopped longing for you every second of every day.”
Between us, Marco and I undress him, carefully unbuttoning his dress shirt, catching our lips with our teeth at the sight of the scars from where the bullets pierced his chest and abs. He’s healing well, though, the doctors assured us when they took out the stitches yesterday. The pain comes from the internal injuries to his muscles and will get better in time.
We stretch out on each side of him on the bed, our heads level with his groin. Catching my eye, Marco wraps his hand around Alessio’s massive cock and works him to hardness, holding him for me while I cover his head with my mouth.
Alessio groans. “God, how I’ve missed this…”
Marco and I take it in turns to lick Alessio’s shaft while the other pumps the base.
Finally, Marco sucks him into the back of his throat and starts moving up and down.
Alessio’s cock is straining now, veins tight and proud.
My pussy is growing so hot… I can feel the wetness seeping out of me.
Marco pulls free, saliva dripping from his lip. His eyes are dark, hooded.
Alessio smiles his beautiful smile… God that smile melts me every time.
Heat smoldering between my legs, I maneuver myself onto all fours.
Marco kneels behind my ass, and I lower myself to Alessio. His heavy dick bobs in front of my face. I’m already sopping, and I mewl when Marco slips his fingers into my pussy and also rubs my needy clit.
“Ready, bambina?” Alessio caresses my cheek, and his melodic Italian voice is low and intimate. He presses his thumb across my lower lip. Wrapping one hand around the back of my head, he uses the other to press his engorged cock to my lips.
I nod and open my mouth. At the same time, I feel Marco sliding into me, his hands on my hips as he lines himself up. I give a satisfied moan.
Alessio starts pushing his cock ever deeper into my throat, and pleasure builds in my core as I use my muscles to squeeze Marco’s shaft. He strokes my thighs and they quiver in response.
“We love you, Sefi, don’t we, Alessio?”
“We certainly do,” he hisses.
Tilting my head back, I meet his hot gaze. His cock pulses between my lips. I flatten the back of my tongue until the urge to gag passes and then swallow him deep.
“Cazzo, bambina, you’re so good at this,” he grunts, fisting my hair.
I want to say that he’s taught me well, but I can’t with my mouth stuffed full of him.
Marco begins stepping up the rate of his thrusts into my pussy.
I pull away from Alessio to take in a deep breath before swallowing him down again.
They set up a rhythm between them, Alessio withdrawing as Marco dives in and vice-versa. My breasts swing, and I’m panting and whimpering and the tingles are building. I want to come, I fucking need to come, but I squeeze my eyes shut and concentrate on delaying my release.
