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“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Watching him fuck my brother from behind?” Salvatore questions, pulling the chair beside us out slightly.
If any one of my men were going to be a switch, it would be Antonio, but Matteo wouldn’t be my first choice. I know it’s wrong, beyond forbidden, but the way Salvatore and Antonio look at each other is erotic.
“Hmm, that can be arranged,” Salvatore responds, unfastening his pants and stroking his own cock in time with each man’s movements—Matteo in my cunt, and Antonio in my mouth.
Antonio’s eyes roll into the back of his head as I hollow out my cheeks, sucking his cock deeper into my mouth. Locking eyes with Matteo, his hand slides down my body and presses his thumb down hard onto my clit as I rock my lower body.
“What’s it going to take for you to get off, Matteo? We have plans.”
“Watching her come.” Matteo’s cock lengthens further inside me, his voice dropping to just above a whisper. “And both of you.”
I moan loudly around Antonio’s cock as his hips pump faster, shoving his cock deeper down my throat.
The combination of the pressure deep inside me, the feel of a cock down my throat, and the sensual movement of Salvatore’s hand as he brings himself closer to the edge. My men are playing my body like a finely tuned instrument, but it’s so much more. It’s a powerful feeling, knowing my body brings these three men together, allowing them to give in to their desire for each other. Through me and with me. Something that no one else has done before me.
“Fuck, Celia.” Thick ribbons of cum coat my pussy at the same time Antonio releases down my throat. My eyes roll back into my head, my entire body clenching and trembling as I find my release. Salvatore groans loudly as he releases ribbons of cum on the floor, the combination of our voices creating a symphony of pleasure.
Matteo slows his pace; Antonio pulls his cock from my mouth before slanting his mouth over mine. His tongue sweeps the inside of my mouth, both of us groaning loudly before breaking apart with a gasp. “Fucking delicious,” Antonio says with conviction before licking a small drop of cum from the corner of my mouth.
My eyes droop closed of their own accord. “You fucked her to sleep again.”
“I’m not sleepy.” I yawn loudly, my body pitching forward and sagging against Matteo.
“Rest up. You’re going to need it for later,” Salvatore responds.
“What’s happening later?”
“Go to sleep and you’ll find out.”
“You win.” I give up my fight with my eyelids and plunge into darkness.
I have no idea what we are doing later or what the future holds, but I know in my heart these three men are everything to me. I love my sister, and I want to save her, but there is no way I’ll be able to betray them.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
CELIA
“I’m supposed to drive you to dinner.” I pop up out of bed and lock eyes with Lyra.
I rub the sleep from my eyes, not even remotely surprised that I’m tucked safely into my bed, but I’m disappointed none of my men were here when I woke up. Another night was spent in my cage. “I thought you had to work tonight.”
“I do. That’s where you’re going to dinner.” Lyra flashes me a million-dollar smile before laying a black garment bag on the end of the bed.
It only takes me a few moments to register her words, and I smile back, scrambling out of bed. “I get to leave the house?”
“Yea. I’m out of here in ten minutes, with or without you.”
“You can’t leave me, or there will be hell to pay.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. Now get moving.”
Gathering the garment bag in my arms, I make a beeline for the bathroom and make quick work of getting into the shower, and then I begin doing my hair. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I’m reminded of how much I’ve changed. I’m more confident. I have a friend besides my sister. I feel comfortable in my skin. I can attribute each of these things to Salvatore, Antonio, and Matteo. If I never would’ve met them, none of these changes would have happened. I’d still be the unusually shy college student that preferred books to people. I just wish it were under different circumstances.
Am I crazy for being thankful my sister was kidnapped?
“I said hurry, woman.” Lyra pounds loudly on the door, bringing me back to the present.
“Coming!” I shout through the door, taking one last final look at my hair and padding into the large walk-in closet Antonio had built for me.
