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FIFTY-THREE
JULIAN
“God, yes. Becca, suckmy cock.”
I opened my eyes at the sudden silence fearing I was back in that Brooklyn apartment with a woman whose name I didn’t recognize because I’d wanted Becca all along. I feared it’d all been a dream.
No. Becca sprawled out on the bed with me. Thank you, God.
My heart pounded, seeing the reason for her silence. Her mouth was suddenly occupied, her lips around Anthony’s cock instead of mine. The vision made me harder, seeing her work him with her beautiful mouth, the thick veins of Messina’s cock sliding in and out so fucking beautifully.
It was a sight I’d never thought would turn me on.
But damn, it just did.
“Come here, Becca,” I said to her and gripped her hips.
I seated her over me and licked her pussy while she rode my face. All with Messina’s dick in her mouth.
My mind wandered and the reality of being fired from the FBI crept in. I should have been miserable. I wasn’t. I joined for power hungry reasons and with my father’s business obliterated, I hadn’t wanted to work for another family. Uncle Sam didn’t count. I loved being an FBI agent because I got to help innocent people, finding kidnapped children, and bringing down serial rapists and serial killers, but fate brought a woman I loved into my life and that set me on a different path.
I kept in touch with Tamryn who’d given birth to healthy girl two days after her water broke.
After my firing became final, Becca gave me plenty of extra attention. And the guys understood my mental state and treated me like a real friend. Brothers, even.
That’s how I looked at the situation. Anthony. Sebastien. Giancarlo. They were my brothers. And brothers shared without malice.
Giancarlo’s actual brother Salvatore disappeared into the shadows again. Working for his father as a hitman. One with strict principals, he would only take out someone who really deserved it.
Becca settled with the families of the Filipino drug manufacturers in exchange for a truce. And millions of dollars. Surviving two hit attempts proved she was a formidable target and they’d go broke paying hitman after hitman. And we’d promised that Salvatore would hunt down anyone who dared to take the contract.
It’d been a blissfully quiet couple of months.
One I’d spent with my cock buried inside Rebecca as much as I could.
Except now, when all three monsters were here in her bedroom. As much as I loved fucking her alone in her bed, hearing her cry my name when she came all over my cock, the decadent thrill of us taking turns with her, brought out a wicked side I never knew I had.
I fingered Becca’s dark hole while I licked her pussy, holding nothing back. Her slit quivered and I smiled into her cunt knowing the thick invasion of my tongue and my fingers got her off. Brought her to a shattering orgasm.
As much as I loved sharing her, that moment when I made eye contact with another man hungry to fuck her too in the bedroom always made my heart thud roughly in my chest. Nothing sexual, just that I always loved that moment on a rollercoaster when I was about to tear down a steep hill.
I caught Anthony kissing her, her stroking his cock. My turn, written all over his face.
I moved and gently lowered Becca into the perfumed sheets of her bed. I kissed her to pieces because, goddamn I loved her. And she loved me back.
Anthony took over, driving into her, caging her against the sheets and fucking her wildly. In these moments, we became animals, primal and visceral in our needs. Giving in to the dark sides of who we really were. Men who’d grown up in families dedicated to taking whatever the hell we wanted. An unsavory fact of our lives.
Sebastien stood at the side of bed, removing his dress shirt, licking his lips watching Anthony fuck her. And from the angle his head took, he watched Anthony’s ass. His carnal expression rattled me sometimes, he looked so damn lethal.
That part took some getting used to. Looking over at the two of them going down on each other while waiting for Becca. Or just walking in on Anthony fucking Sebastien in the ass, just because. Just because they were lovers and loved fucking each other.
In the corner, Giancarlo stayed in the shadow, fully dressed watching as well.
My cock ached so badly to be inside her, but feeling her pussy soaked in another man’s warm cum was worth the wait. And the ache.
Feeling bold, I climbed up on the mattress and lowered my cock past Becca’s swollen lips. We were ruthless beasts who took her hard, but she gave as good as she got. Handled the four of us beautifully.
I resurrected my father’s old construction empire. Giancarlo, with his father’s Boston thugs, wrestled the parts Dad had sold off a decade ago out of some pathetic hands. I further expanded into the steel business.
Right now, the only steel I cared about was between my legs, dipping in and out of Becca’s mouth and the rod making the woman I loved mindless. I ran the tips of my fingers down the hollow of her throat, my cock visible under her skin.
I reached for her left breast and rolled the tip of her nipple, erect and red from my mouth, her skin bruised because, well, I liked to bite.
God, the way she looked at me could destroy a lesser man. Those blue eyes looked so rich, so much darker when arousal claimed her. Like now. Anthony groaned more and more and Becca tightened her grip on his biceps, her nails looking ready to break the skin.
I slipped my cock out and ran my fingers across her mouth. “Come for me, gorgeous,” I whispered, letting Anthony rip a climax from her, the two of them wildly lost in each other.
I got off the bed, my patience to be inside her wearing thin.
But I had to wait. Bastien got on the bed and kissed Becca, then Anthony and back again. Bastien’s long, hard cock looked explosive. Smiling, Anthony sucked him off, while his balls slid into Becca’s mouth.
One lucky fucker, right there.
Anthony licked the long shaft then moved up Sebastien’s taut pelvis, all the way past his rippling abs... I had to stop myself from getting excited seeing such a goddamn perfect specimen of a man. Becca reached up as well, clawing at his stomach. The three of them had a palpable connection that sometimes I was jealous of. Until Becca looked at me with love in her eyes and I knew I’d found my soulmate.
Backing away, I found a chair near the bed and sat. Jerked off while Bastien went to work on Becca. He flipped her over and took her from behind. Deep in her pussy. I knew from Becca’s expression. Her face took on a whole other look when she had a cock in her ass. Sparks in a powder keg.
Sometimes we all just took turns fucking her ass, filling her with cum as she clung to her bedroom wall. The force of brutally fucking her turned me into someone I wasn’t sure I could control at times.
We were so goddamn dirty, but our five-way chemistry had rocketed off the charts. Becca had whispered to me one night how it felt different with me being a part of what they had. Something had burned inside her for months about me.
Speaking of inside her...
Becca’s perfectly manicured fingernails gripped the sheets as the invasion of Bastien’s cock wrecked her. The low grunts, the skin slapping against skin, the soft creaks of her bed all hummed in the room.
Anthony lubed up his dick wearing a grin of pure mischief. The guy was as dark and sinister as anyone I’d ever met, but had a wit about him, cocky and carefree. He strutted back to the bed and caressed Bastien’s shoulder.
Here we go.
Anthony ran his tongue down Bastien’s muscular back, into that dip at the base and right into the cleft. Spreading Bastien’s cheeks, Anthony feasted on the dark hole the guy would sometimes talk about. How much he owned Bastien as much as Becca. With one hard shove, he entered Bastien’s ass and went off on the guy until he came.
Bastien came in a rush of madness, slamming into Becca hard and furious. All with the look of utter joy spreading across his full lips.
I’d been letting Becca probe my ass, but that was it. That was as far as I was able to go in the anal play department.
“Rod still stiff?” Messina crowed to me, eyeing my dick when I stood up to strut toward the bed.
“For her? Always.” I stroked Becca’s heated cheek, feeling perspiration down the side of her face.
We’ve been fucking her for close to an hour. Typical way we ended our week. We all put in long hours doing brutal work. The world we lived in made us fierce animals on the outside. The need to please our queen grew in intensity with each passing day if I’d not been in her bed during the week.
The shadow in the corner shifted and Giancarlo slowly removed his clothes. Becca reared up on her elbows, their connection exploding before my eyes.
“I’ve been waiting for that tight ass of yours.” He removed his belt and threw it to the carpet.
Her eyes followed it with a downturn gaze.
“You want this, gorgeous?” I said, feeling the heated soft leather smelling of Giancarlo’s cologne. I gave in to the thrill it gave me to fuck her pussy, soak her with my seed while Giancarlo pumped her dark hole. Becca stayed on her knees and without much words between them, Giancarlo powered her with hard thrusts deep into her ass.
With the belt in my hand, I let the looped leather rest on one butt cheek.
She lowered her head and shimmered with delight. I let off a tender slap, the sharp cracking sound bouncing off her skin kicked off fierce and hot sensations that skittered up and down my body.
Holy fuck.
I repeated that a few times, growing harder as lust thickened between the three of us.
Giancarlo held her cheeks, his eyes focused on his cock sliding into her hole while pushing his thumbs across the red patches I’d made with the belt. “So fucking, hot.”
I lifted the belt, but Gian grabbed my arm. “Enough. Are you gonna fuck her cunt or what?”
“No. I want her ass.”
Giancarlo glared at me, and then with his thick cock between two fingers, he slid out. Showing me how big and hard he’d gotten. “Just warming her up.”
He stretched out on the bed, and Becca climbed on top, kissing him. Their mouths went sick on each other for what felt like forever. Whoever she kissed looked like the only guy to have ever touched her. She was that damn good at making us each feel special.
Becca sat up and straddled Byrne’s cock, sliding down on it. His hands closed around her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers. When he pulled her down on his chest, that sweet hole I wanted so much looked as inviting as ever.
Mine.
Although, she wasn’t just mine and I was okay with that.
As much as I was ready, watching Becca enjoy Giancarlo’s cock fed me with a powerful dose of desire pushing the limit of my control.
I ran a knuckle down her heated spine and with a cock in her pussy and hands around her tits, she had awoken even more. The electricity between us damn near shocked me.
I slipped my hands across her shoulders, pushing hair out of the way to soak her skin with my wet mouth while I prepared to drive into her ass. Her head fell back against mine connecting to me with a firestorm of intimacy.
Even with another guy’s cock in her pussy, she still wanted me.
“Is your ass ready for my cock, my gorgeous girl?”
I breathed into the back of her neck as I found my position between Gian’s legs. Fisting my cock, I teased her dark hole, all puckered and moist.
Her ass pushed against the tip of my cock. God, she wanted me inside her so badly. Lubing my dick with spit, I pushed the head against her hole and a groan vibrated deep in my chest. The air crackled around me and although my body stiffened, preparing for an onslaught of ecstasy crippling me, I pushed in, seating myself fully.
Giancarlo growled and Becca mewled, falling against his chest. When I made love to her ass alone, when it was just me, it felt so damn intimate, the forbidden place she let me into. What she gave to me.
Now, I was here to fuck and please her. Please the both of them, as Giancarlo stilled for a moment for us to find our scorching rhythm. Her muscles clamped around my dick, pulling me deeper inside her.
Tiny squeaks wrenched from her throat as I went wild on her. With every hard thrust I leveled at her, she returned with a tight squeeze making me go fucking berserk.
With our carnal session coming to a close because our queen needed pampering in the form of a hot bath, Anthony and Sebastien joined us on the bed.
They gripped their hands on Becca’s breasts as we each moved. My arms around her shoulders, Bastien’s across her breast, Anthony pinching her nipples, and Giancarlo stroking her round tummy.
Oh... And she stopped taking the pill.
She wanted a baby.
Our baby.
There was nothing more sacred than family in our world. What bound us to the ones we loved. We agreed, we’d never test the kids we made with her.
She belonged to all of us.
Our kids would lay claim to the throne of New York for generations to come...
