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“Mi dispiace tanto amore mio. I’m so, so fucking sorry. I was too rough with you. I should’ve never let my temper get the best of me. You deserve so much more for our first time. I’ll do better, mi amore. Ti amo.” He whispers the words into my ear and brushes hair from my face, looking at me like I hung the moon and stars.
Laying himself over me on the bed, he slowly pushes himself back into me, creating a glorious friction between the two of us as his pace quickens. Every time he pushes back inside, he swivels his hips so that he grinds himself so perfectly against me that I think I might die from the overwhelming pleasure it causes. I’m practically breathless when I finally give him a response.
“I’m ok, just keep going. It feels so fucking good. Don’t stop.Please.” I’m finally beyond the pain, all-consuming need taking its place as I beg for him to keep moving. I find myself pushing myself onto him, meeting him thrust for thrust, clenching around his length. It causes him to let out a long groan that turns me on even more.
I grab him by the back of his neck and pull him back into a kiss, taking control of it. I swirl my tongue around his at the same rhythm that I'm grinding myself on him.
“That’s it baby, fucking use me. Get off on my dick.” He moans into my mouth, letting some of the Italian flow free as he loses himself to the passion between us. His words have me squeezing myself even tighter around him. God, the dirty talk mixed with his beautiful Italian language is practically my undoing.
“Come on mi amore, come with me.” He moves faster, hitting a spot in me I didn’t know existed at the same time that he reaches down and rubs my clit, causing me to practically weep from the staggering amount of pleasure that washes over me. I feel him swell inside of me as he pushes inside deep for the last time, holding his body against mine like he never wants to leave. I smile up at him deliriously as my body comes down from the high it’s on.
When he finally pulls out of me, I wince slightly at the pain and from the mess I can feel leaking out of me. I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I know that there’s a flush across my cheeks that I can’t hide when he rubs his cum into my skin, pushing it back into me, claiming me with his seed.
I watch him curiously as he becomes mesmerized while playing with my body, turning us both back on in the process. I find it hard to believe that he’s this consumed with my body, but then he speaks and I stare in disbelief as he pumps his hand along his hardened length again.
“We’re definitely gonna have to do that again.”
Chapter Fourteen
Alessandra
“What. The. Actual.Fuck!”
I wake up to a chorus of thunderous, raging voices, and my whole body stiffens when I recognize who they belong to. I know how this situation looks, too. I’m all wrapped up in Ren, fully naked and one hundred percent sure I have sex hair like nobody’s business. I didn’t realize it would take them so little time to get here. I guess that was dumb of me, considering I still don’t know wherehereis. Of course they figured out how to bypass the guards to get in here. These guys are smarter and more diligent than a well-trained army. I just hope they haven’t left anyone dead.
I fucked up real big this time. I let my need to reassure Ren take over and in doing so, I know I’m at risk of losing them all. Maybe I should’ve called and talked to them first, because if the roles were reversed I’d be feeling murderous and heartbroken.
“Everyone calm down!” I yell, sitting up quickly, accidentally letting the sheet slip down my body, exposing my bare breasts. My nipples harden in response to the chill of the air as well as having four pairs of eyes zero in on my breasts.
Reaching down, I grab for the sheets to cover myself up if for no other reason than to take back a little control. Taking a deep breath and steeling my spine looking around to see Ren with his gun raised and pointed at Cohen, and Noah with his gun raised at Ren. Where in the fuck did Ren even pull a gun from? Matteo is looking simultaneously furious and shocked now that he’s taken notice of his twin.
“Put the fucking guns down. Right. The fuck. Now.” I glare at all of them.
“Look, we have a lot to talk about. I know how this looks. I know this is bad. Just- Will you let me explain some shit?” I look at each of them, noting how Cohen has dark circles under his eyes, he hasn’t been sleeping. Noah’s hair is growing out like crazy and he looks sort of twitchy, like he’s struggling to contain his demons. Matteo’s beard has definitely grown out, but he’s also looking far from his normal calm, careful stoicism. Each of them actually looks defeated, if not slightly angsty and trigger happy.
I move to stand, and get yanked back onto the bed by Ren, causing every other man in the room to growl and step forward protectively.
“Let go Ren. Seriously. We’ve already talked about the possessive macho man bullshit. You knew what was coming. Put your ego aside and let me get dressed so we can all try to have a civilized conversation. Think about how blindsided these guys must be to see you and our compromising position when they have no idea what’s going on, and likely thought they were coming to save me. How would you feel if the roles were reversed?” I whisper for only his ears, and surprisingly, he listens. Only releasing a small growl to further show his frustration.
I stand up and refuse to allow my nakedness to be awkward. If this works out the way I hope it will, they’ll all have to get used to me being naked in front of each other anyway.
Making my way into the walk-in closet, I send a silent prayer to Buddha that they don’t kill each other while I’m dressing. I grab some joggers and one of Ren’s t-shirts, throwing everything on haphazardly and then make my way back out, grabbing some basketball shorts for Ren at the last moment and throwing them to him from the doorway.
I get swept up in an unexpected hug by Noah, and I bury my face in his neck to breathe in his delicious scent, while also buying myself a moment so I don’t cry like a little bitch right now.
“I’ve been so worried, Feisty. Don’t you ever fucking leave me like that again. Don’t you know that I’ll always follow you? I love you beyond obsession and I’ll never let you leave me again. I would burn the world to the ground looking for you.” His voice sounds so morose that I feel every ounce of his pain like it’s my own.
“I can’t wait to spank your ass for all this shit you put us through. We all know how good red looks on you.” He says darkly, just before I feel Cohen’s arms wrap around me from behind. This right here, between them, this is definitely my happy place, and it calms some of the storm raging in my heart. Their existence is a balm to my soul.
“If this is all what I think it is, just keep in mind that this will affect Matteo the hardest. Finding you like this changes nothing for me, Q. I love you more today, than I did the day you disappeared. You’re it for me. But hear me when I tell you this, you will never leave us like that again. I have very little issue leaving a trail of bodies in our wake to hunt you down. We would’ve gone to the ends of the earth to find you. At some point you have to stop underestimating our love for you.” He says into the spot he knows I love on my neck, just under my ear. His voice and soft breath sending shivers down my spine.
“Smart move, making our watches GPS trackers for your necklace. The engraving makes even more sense now.” He places a gentle kiss on my neck and then nips at my ear before releasing his arms from around my stomach, while Noah turns me around, allowing me to walk to ‘Teo.
My movements are slow and methodical. I keep my eyes trained on his face, even though his gaze is bouncing back and forth between his brother and myself. He’s trying to make sense of it and I can see his mind moving a million miles a minute trying to process the unbelievable sight before him. When I finally reach him, I have his full attention, but he’s guarded. Not open and possessive like he usually is with me. If looks could kill, though...
“Hi ‘Teo.” I try and talk above a whisper, but my voice has other plans. Showing a vulnerability I don’t often, I look to him openly and let my honesty shine through.
“I know this looks so bad, like legit, fucked up. I completely understand how mad you must be, but are you willing to listen to our story to understand everything that’s happening?”
