Page 37 of Daddies of the Underworld

I didn’t need any more encouragement than that as I shattered again. Dante thrust up hard, once, twice, then held me down against him as he came, his face buried in my chest.

I kissed his hair because I didn’t know what else to do with the tenderness trying to tear me in half.

Luca turned my face to him once Dante released me. “Still with us?”

I laughed. “Barely.”

“Good.” He kissed me, slower than before, and with enough sweetness it brought tears to my eyes. “My turn to ruin what’s left.”

“Should I be worried?”

“Yes.” Dante’s laugh rumbled from beneath me, the sound so rare and unexpected that it vibrated my entire body. He patted my ass, then helped me move off of him and onto my back on the bed.

Luca adjusted the pillows under my head, taking more time than I expected kissing me and touching me.

He murmured filthy things in my ear, checking to see how I reacted to each one until I was needy again despite the exhaustion in my bones. He turned it into play and worship at the same time.

When he finally pushed into me, it was with his forehead pressed into mine.

He stilled, and I wrapped my legs around him. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He moved in a steady upbeat that grew faster with each stroke. His body was fluid beneath my hands, his muscles flexing. He slid one hand beneath my ass, changing the angle until he hit that deeply intimate space that made me sob his name. “There.” He ground out between gritted teeth. “That’s it. That’s what I needed to hear.”

Matteo rubbed his hand down my arm. “Let him have it, Nina.”

“Luca.” I almost sobbed as the pleasure built. “Please, Luca. Luca. Luca.” I couldn’t stop saying his name, and I came with all three of them touching me.

Luca followed with a broken curse, his body shuddering over mine and his face pressed into my neck. For a long moment, no one moved. We simply breathed together. Existed together.

Then Matteo shifted on the bed, rolling to his feet. He walked into the bathroom, his bare ass tight and muscles perfect for digging my nails into.

He returned with warm cloths, and these three dangerous men who most feared cleaned me gently.

Dante pulled a bottle of water from a nearby mini fridge and handed it to me.

Once we were all hydrated and washed up, Luca stuffed more pillows behind my head.

I yawned and stretched. All three men watched me, and I patted the bed on either side of me. “You’re too far away.”

Something shifted in the air between us. I almost apologized and climbed out of the bed. Of course they didn’t want me hanging around.

“Are you sure?” Dante asked.

My snappy response died an instant death as I look the time to look at their faces.

I’d never seen them uncertain, but that sure as shit looked to be the expression they all wore. “I don’t like being alone after.” If I wanted them to feel comfortable being vulnerable with me, I had to show them how it was done. “You don’t all have to stay, and I can leave if that’s what you want.”

“No.” Luca pounced on the bed so fast it sent me up into the air. “Sorry.” He snuggled in behind me and dropped his arm over my waist.

Matteo slid into the bed in front of me, with Dante behind him. I fought down another yawn, but it was asking too much of my body to stay awake any longer.

I slid into sleep with their quiet goodnights in my ears.

11

NINA

Dante taught me self-defense like he expected me to be attacked by a bear. Then again…