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We’re pretty goddamn sure something happened to Jericho. It’s possible that he’s merely pulling a prank on us—but we don't think he’d be so insensitive.
Those mysterious texts are too chilling.
"Let’s save our boy."
Santino’s voice is deep. Low. Packed with emotion.
For the past few kidnappings, it’s taken a while for our family members to get their shit into motion. They had to organize their troops, find out where their boys went, and track them throughout Sicily.
Now, everything’s different. A camera by the beach alerted us to the fact that Jericho, Faro, and Giosuè used Nonno’s motorboat to go crab catching.So sweet.
They had crab nets and everything—this is something Faro and Giosuè love to do to surprise everyone with a delicious dinner now and then.
Any other circumstance, I’d be glad as hell they brought Jericho along. It’s awesome that he gets to see the Mediterranean after spending so long in a cell.
Not now.
Not after we got those texts.
"Fuck yeah." I push out a growl as I hop on the jet ski.
We don’t need to dick around today. We have no troops to organize—everyone’s ready to go.
Santino and Lazaro rev their jet skis. The aquatic beasts roar to life, their engines thrumming.
I do like the feeling of a jet ski on my dick and ass. It doesn’t make me come or anything—I’m not some kind of perv—but it’s pleasant. It makes me hard, sure, but it’s more so the vibration that calms my nerves. That’s what I like the most.
Santino issues me a look. "Are you going to come or what?"
"One second." I let the motor thrum under my cheeks for a beat longer. "Almost ready."
Lazaro issues me a look. "Are you—oh my God."
"Dude." My face contorts. Ah, fuck—I’m going to come today. No doubt about it. "Give me a goddamn second."
Santino shakes his head in disappointment. "We have family to rescue—and our boy. I can’t believe you’re getting off on your jet ski."
"You like it, too," I rasp, sweat pouring down my face as my dick extends, hot cum rising in my balls. "Don’t deny it."
My brothers take off without me. I roar when they leave, trying my best to get going—it doesn’t work.
My head lolling back, I come powerfully—unstoppably. My hips grind into the jet ski, my seed shooting out of my crown, exploding in jets.
"Baby boy," I groan, bouncing up and down due to the motor, my balls emptying every last droplet. "I’m coming for you. Daddy’s going to save you."
Time to rescue my boy.
ChapterNineteen
JERICHO
I’m convinced these assholes are going to kill us. In fact, I have zero doubt in my mind.
They’re bloodthirsty. Savage. Feral.
All they want is to avenge their brother’s death—they don't care about who they hurt.
Well, they didn’t count on one thing.
