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“Harder,” I moan hoarsely, gulping in the delicious air as my climax ebbs away.
My entire body quakes with need, the ache between my legs intensifying a million times over as my hand slides over his, pressing down on his hand.
“You’re entirely too far along, Celia. We need to be careful.” He tries to pull his hand away from my neck, but I press my hand against it, holding it in place.
“That doctor said we were all in perfect health, Antonio.”
His grip tightens once again as his hand slides under my ass, hoisting me higher on his body, the new angle helping him sink deeper inside me. My back arches off the wall as a deep growl bursts out of his chest before he takes my mouth forcefully. His tongue explores every inch of my mouth as his hips piston forward, pressing mine into the wall as we both chase our release. I’m so close, I want to sob, but the moment is shattered when someone knocks on the door.
“Go the fuck away,” Antonio snarls, sliding both hands under my ass and turning around to the door.
“You were supposed to tell her the party was starting, not fuck her.” Matteo’s voice sends a shiver down my spine as I look over my shoulder and see him strolling casually into the room.
Both of us groan as Antonio kisses me softly before taking a seat in a nearby chair.
“As if you wouldn’t have done the same thing…” Antonio’s voice trails off as his fingers snake between our bodies, stroking my clit until I’m panting with need once again and about a second away from finding my release. “Can’t it wait? We’re in the middle of something here.”
“We have a problem.” Matteo comes to a stop beside us, tucking a piece of stray hair behind my ear. He has the same look in his eyes I noticed on Salvatore’s face before. There’s something wrong. Something horribly wrong.
I unwrap my legs from around Antonio’s waist and lower them to the floor. We both hiss softly as his cock slips from inside me, and I stand, shimmying my dress back into place. My heart pounds inside my chest as I wipe my sweaty hands on my dress. I turn my attention to Matteo.
“What is so fucking important you couldn’t wait until I finished?” Antonio raises his eyebrow in question, leaning back in the chair and tucking his hand behind his head.
“I’m sorry, love.” Matteo takes a step toward me, taking both my hands in his. I know immediately what’s wrong.
Willa.
“Why are you sorry?” Tears stream down my face as my knees buckle.
Matteo wraps his arms tightly around my waist, holding me up and pulling me into him. I turn, burying my nose into his chest, and inhale, attempting to calm my nerves. I knew that this day was coming, the day the boys would have news about my sister. I’ve tried to prepare myself, but all that preparation went out the window.
“Your sister is here, claiming she needs our help.”
Every voice, every sound in the room fades away as I try to focus on what Matteo just told me. Willa is here. She’s alive. And she needs our help. Right now, nothing else matters. Not how she found me, how she escaped, or why any of this happened. The only thing I need right now is to make sure my sister is okay. To see with my own eyes that she is here in the flesh and not just a figment of my imagination.
“Take me to her. Now.”
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