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I try to focus on Lucia, but my kissing gets a lot sloppier as soon as Victor’s hand wraps around my cock. I glance up at him, expecting to see judgment or disgust, but it’s just the same languid expression as earlier. He isn’t even looking at my cock, focusing instead on Lucia.

I gasp when Angel’s finger breaches me. “F-fuck! You could have warned me.”

“Then you’d have complained,” Angel says, thrusting his finger deeper. “Just relax, Saint. Enjoy yourself.”

It’s hard to do when I’m so aware of the fact that it’sVictorandAngeltouching me, but Lucia kisses me harder, her fingers going to my sore nipples and playing gently with them. It’s all so overwhelming that I’m not sure how I don’t spill into Victor’s hand right away, but it’s a near thing. I moan needily against her mouth, wanting more, needing more, and Angel slides a second finger into me and starts to curve them, seeking out that one spot that sets me on fire.

I jolt, gasping, and I can’t hold back my climax any longer. I spill all over Victor’s hand, writhing helplessly as I’m lost to my orgasm.

For a long moment, I’m aware of nothing but my pleasure, and it isn’t until Lucia whispers, “good boy,” that I start to come back to myself.

Fuck. That was… intense. Too intense. I’m not sure I want to do it ever again. I almost say so, but Lucia smiles at me, and I really don’t want to ruin the moment.

Victor starts petting my hair, almost absently. “Are you satisfied, love?”

Lucia looks up at Victor, her smile not faltering. “Yes.”

“And you didn’t even want to come out here tonight,” Angel says. He pats my thigh lightly. “Should we get cleaned up? Get you home?”

Lucia’s smile falters and fades, but she shakes her head. She runs a hand through her hair, then buries her head in Angelo’s shoulder. “Just a bit longer.”

Victor moves to pet her hair. “Why don’t we all rest for a little while?”

I want Lucia to say something about how much fun she had, about how she regrets having left us, but she’s just quiet while the four of us wipe down and head over to the large bed.

I make sure to get into the space next to her, admiring her beauty. There’s a strange quality to her eyes though, and I think instead of how she looked when my tongue was in her cunt. That expression suited her much better than this melancholy.

I kiss her again, and she accepts it, even parting her lips for me. Then she kisses Victor, then leans over me to kiss Angel..

“I can’t stay too long though,” she says reluctantly.

I want to drug her and make her stay through the rest of the night. But I know how dangerous this is to begin with, and she can’t stay with us. Not yet. Soon. We’ll make it safe for her soon, when we get rid of Pavone and reclaim her.

“Don’t worry, Princess. I’ll get you home before the stroke of midnight,” Angel whispers.

I want to tell herI love you, but before I can get the words out, she kisses me again.

I spend the rest of the evening trying to show her how much she means to us—to me.

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LUCIA

“All right, babe, get out of here. I have other things to do.” Pavone slaps my ass one more time before grabbing my arm and throwing me off the bed.

I land hard on my elbow, but what’s a little bit more pain after everything I’ve endured? I use the corner of the bed sheet to wipe between my legs, viciously hoping he doesn’t notice and ends up sleeping in his own crud.

When I feel slightly less disgusting, I stand up, making sure to pull my dress down all the way. Unfortunately, there’s no way to hide all the wrinkles or how disheveled my hair is.

There’s no way to hide the bruises he’d left on my arms.

Everybody will know that Pavone fucked me as I walk through the manor back to my bedroom.

The bruises do a decent job of covering up the slight marks Angelo left on me. Pavone never even realized.

“Good night,” I say, only because he’d complained the last time I’d left without saying anything at all. I suppress the urge to tell him exactly who’d been using my body last night. We’d gone on for another two rounds, every one of them taking a turn inside me.

Part of me had wished they’d kept me from leaving, but Victor’s plan—and Vanessa and Mom’s safety—wouldn’t allow for it. For all of our sakes, I need to endure Pavone for just a few more weeks.

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