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“Fuck yes,” Ren all but growls against the sensitive skin behind my earlobe while pulling Noah and I backwards.
Before the door even clicks shut, I’m being tossed into the air and onto the California king in our hotel room. I scramble back onto the bed, making quick work of removing every stitch of clothing from my body. I’m so needy, I’m literally aching for these guys and it’s clear that they feel the same way because they’ve undressed as fast as I had. They’ve got their hands on their dicks and are working themselves over in unison, leaking precum and making me take notice of my own desire.
Keeping my eyes on them, I reach down to play with my clit with one hand while the other hand finds my nipple and teases the hardened nub. I’m so fucking hot for them that my own touch just isn’t enough.
“Please.” I plead, hoping they’ll make their way toward me.
“Please what,amore?” Ren asks cheekily.
“Don’t be an asshole Ren. Get over here. I fucking need you. Both of you.”
“Hell yes!” Noah exclaims excitedly. Why is he so cute when he’s playful?
They reach me at the same time and have no problem getting straight to it as they each pick a side of me like they never lost practice. Ren moves behind me at the same time Noah lays down in front of me, reaching out to pull me on top of him. With one swift move, he pulls me down onto his length for me to ride him.
“Fuuuuuck, you feel so good. Ride that dick, baby. That’s it,” he groans loudly.
After a couple of seconds, I feel my ass cheeks getting spread open and Ren’s hands moving down to spread some of mine and Noah’s arousal onto my ass. I chance a look back and see that he’s gotten himself all lubed up as well and it should not turn me on that he’s using both myself and Noah to do it, but it does. It really does.
“Get inside of me please. Fucking own me with Noah. Please.” I beg.
In almost every scenario outside of the bedroom that would never be something to come out of my mouth but with these guys I want them to know that they do own me. All of me.
When Ren pushes the head of his cock inside me, I hold back the small groan of pain as he stretches me because the truth of the matter is that it hurts in the most amazing way. The way he’s stretching and filling me so completely. I feel loved and adored beyond measure as these two work in tandem to help me find ecstasy before taking their own pleasure. The push and pull as they move and my inner muscles tighten and clench around their substantial girth is life changing.
Colors dance across my vision as my orgasm takes over and unadulterated rapture reaches every inch of my body. I come to just as Ren and Noah come and we lie together in a heap of satiated limbs for a short while.
Eventually Noah captures my attention by grabbing my face in his hands and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. “It’s time for me to go talk to them. Do you trust me?” he asks.
“With all that I am.” And I mean that. Now I just have to prove it.
Fourteen
Cohen
“Fuck you, Noah! You went against everything we’ve set out to do. You’re jeopardizing Alessandra’s safety all because you can’t control your dick!” Matteo yells, getting right up in Noah’s face like he isn’t a legitimate weapon against society. He has a point though and Noah’s straight up laughing it all off, so I back Teo up and push him back again to cool off.
“Seriously man, this shit isn’t cool. We had a deal. And even if we didn’t, the way she handled things isn’t something that just easily swept under the rug. I can forgive her for a lot, but at what point does she stop putting us all in shitty situations that show us all the ways she doesn’t trust us. It fucking hurts dude. Why should we forgive and forget, not to mention the inherent danger you’re risking, just because you have no control over your libidinousness? This hasn’t been easy on any of us, but you don’t see us out here making stupid ass decisions like you. It’s selfish, man.”
“Libidinousness? Are you just making up words now?” Noah laughs. “That doesn’t even sound natural. Say it again, it doesn’t roll off the tongue well at all. You legit had to put in work to say it,” he jokes. Just like always, he turns serious matters into his own personal comedy show. “Not to mention, who in the fuck are you trying to bullshit, here? I know you’re mad, but you’re forcing it to keep a barrier up and I’m telling you that needs to come down now. We’re better off together and always have been.”
“It definitely is a word. It means sexual hunger. It means your fucking appetite for Q is bigger than your brain and desire to protect her. Itmeansyou’re a fucking douche bag.” I argue, frustrated as hell.
“Whatever bro. I’m tired of playing this game. Lorenzo Sr. may have built up a following because of the underhanded shit he deals with, but he can’t touch the power we all hold when we’re alongside our girl,” he says, disagreeing with me entirely.
“Are you forgetting that my trust is still tied to him? That you and Cohen don’t have full control over your family’s companies or properties yet?” Matteo advances on him again, now directly in his face. Worry and frustration line his features and I know it’s killing him to not have figured out a way out of this mess.
“It seems pretty fucking simple to me. The legalities of everything don’t really matter because between Alessandro and Ren, there’s enough connections to buy off damn near anyone to get the trusts and shit worked out. We’re all eighteen now and even without full access to everything, we’re still rich as fuck. At the end of the day it’s spelled out perfectly. Lorenzo DeLuca has to die and we need to live our happily ever after.”
“Right, and as usual you’re over simplifying things, but no one can figure out where the fuck he went! You make it seem so easy, but we can’t even trace him!” Matteo screams.
“So? Cohen can lay traps electronically. We know he’s watching our every move so we’ll falsify some texts and emails and lead him where we want him. You’ve been speaking to him on the phone so all you have to do is be tell him to fuck off. He’ll make a move because he’s afraid of what we can accomplish together. With Alessandra and Ren back in our lives, we’re damn near unstoppable. All we have to do is turn the tables and back him into a corner. He knows that. He’s trying to keep us apart because of that. How do you not see it?” Noah fumes. He really believes this is the right call. He really believes in us all—our family. Q and the four of us together. “No more playing defense. We need to strike fast and hard and we need to keep our girl in the loop. Show her that same courtesy we’re asking of her.”
“Don’t you get it? It’s not that we can’t see it, brother. It’s that we’re more afraid of being the reason she dies than we are of missing her from a distance until we can destroy the threat. One misstep and she’s gone for good.” I say solemnly. “She almost died once. She almost bled out right in front of our eyes. I don’t know about you but that almost killed me then. I can’t be the reason it happens again.” I look into his eyes to let him see the truth of it all—the lingering pain I feel on a daily basis. “Not to mention the contempt I feel when I look back at myself. We watched her get shot and then we did the worst thing we could’ve done. We left her because we’re chicken shits—cowards. We’re kids playing at being men in a dark and seedy world looking at one failure in keeping our girl safe, while facing a second threat. We failed her.I failed her. I can hardly stomach seeing her walk down the halls on campus without feeling ashamed of how much I’m still failing her. I can’t find anything on Lorenzo. Whoever he hired to clean up his paper trail is good. Really good. Better than me. If I had anything to go on, I’d jump on your plan in an instant. You think I don’t miss her? You think I don’t dream about her every night? That I don’t crave her deep throaty laughs and take-no-shit attitude? Fuck you for that, dude. Seriously.” I choke out, hardly able to say the words aloud.
I’ve kept it all to myself since the day we walked away from her. I know we all feel the same way. I know we all justify it however we can and try to sweep everything under the rug because we’re men and men don’t feel things, blah, blah, blah. It’s stupid and honestly, I’m just sort of over it. If my own brothers can’t accept me for what I think and how I feel than fuck them. I’m glad I finally said it.
“Damn dude. That’s a lot to put on yourself. You realize that we’re in this together right? You’re not failing her because you can’t find anything to get us out of this situation. You’re failing her—we’re all failing her—by not being strong enough to stand by her side and fight this fight together like we were always meant to. We’re failing her by keeping her in the dark about the bounty on her head. We belong to her as much as she belongs to us and the way I see it, the only thing we’ve done wrong is push her away in some shitty attempt at keeping her safe. We’re total hypocrites because it’s the very thing we’ve been pissed at her for doing. She kept us in the dark to protect us from unknown dangers and we’ve made it seem like that’s why we left her, but our actions aren’t any different. We need to talk to her and work it all out. We need to be together and be better.” Noah says. We both look to Teo earnestly, maybe even a little too hopefully that he’ll agree. He looks pensive and lost to his thoughts. Misery shines through his features before a contemplative look crosses his face and then I see it. The exact moment he makes his decision. An evil smile crosses his face just moments before his dark voice speaks the words I’ve been dying to hear.
