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Her lips clamp down and she draws me deeper into her mouth. “Fucking hell,” I grit out through my teeth as I try and beat back the need to come down her throat immediately.
My balls draw up and my spine tingles, but I focus on my woman’s eyes and the need I see there. I start to move in time with my brothers, filling all her holes and showing her that she’s ours. Her tongue laps at the underside of my length and every stroke is torture and bliss.
The feeling, the pleasure, the grunts, the moans build around us until we’re frantic. With the need to find our release. With the need to see her fly apart.
She breaks first and I’m sure it has something to do with the hand Rocco wedges between their bodies. I watch as her eyes roll back in her head and that’s when I push deeper, making her swallow me and letting the vibrations of her screaming and the danger of her teeth send me right over the edge.
Rocco and Leo growl, the sound melding into one as they fill our woman’s other holes. My vision blacks and then whites for a long moment. I pull out of her mouth only when I’m spent completely and Fleur has swallowed every drop of my cum.
I could live there, but I won’t. For now, considering her haggard breathing and the heaviness of her eyelids, our woman needs us to take care of her. From the looks of awe on my brother’s faces, which I have no doubt is matched on my own, that is exactly what we plan to do.
Not just tonight.
But for the rest of our days.
CHAPTER 5
FLEUR
I look back at Club Sin, a place I’ve never found imposing until this moment. It’s a beautiful plantation home that has been used for something that I’ve needed in my life. Oddly enough, it’s given me a sanctuary, a place to be me without anyone knowing me. I’ve found out things about myself within those walls that I wouldn’t have been able to anywhere else.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to come back here now.
Not after last night.
Not after barely being able to wiggle out of the grasp of the Guidice brothers this morning.
How could I? I shudder at the thought of stepping foot inside and letting anyone else look at me let alone touch me.
What a fucking shame. The three men I have wanted forever—the ones who avoided me and looked at me like I was their sister, the men I can never have—have ruined me for all other men. I wonder if that was their goal the entire time. It wouldn’t surprise me.
Whatever they wanted to talk to me about and their reason for tracking me down at Club Sin was lost in a fog of desire and then I was asleep. I tried to fight the satisfied exhaustion that swept through me because I was sure I would wake up to find out it was all a dream. It was impossible.
I slept better than I have ever slept in my life.
I’m sure it had something to do with being surrounded by their warmth. I had no idea Rocco was such a cuddler, but I woke up this morning with him wrapped protectively around my back with a hold on me that made me wonder if the pretty words from last night could be real. Leo was framing my front and Gio had his head resting on my calf as he slept at the foot of the bed.
I could feel them before I even opened my eyes, and I wasn’t disappointed by all the toned bronze skin on display when I finally talked myself into looking. They were just as beautiful with the light peeking through the curtains on the windows as they were last night when they were staring at me with an intensity that made me instantly soaking wet. I had to get the fuck out of there.
I don’t know if I mastered levitation or if luck was, finally, on my side, but I managed to get out of bed without waking any of the brothers. I was even able to get dressed, as I looked longingly at the corset they put me in last night, and then escaped out the door, through the building, and outside.
I’ve never been corseted before. Honestly, I didn’t understand the appeal. I’ve been more than happy to wear something if it was requested, but just a corset? And that be a thing?
Now I get it.
It’s not really about the corset.
There’s a certain ritual to tightening the laces that goes hand in hand with your movement and breathing being constricted. Everything in my body became very attuned to my men and our collective pleasure with every lace they tightened and every brush of their skin against mine.
Fuck.
Not my men.
The Guidice brothers can never really be mine.
I’m not concerned about Viola caring if I’m with her brothers. Hell, she’d probably throw a damn parade if she were to find out we spent the night together. I do think my family would have a little bit of a problem with it considering my father, as President of the DSMC, has done business with the Guidice family for as long as I can remember. Yeah, he would be less than enthused about it.
The realization that I’ll never get what I really want, what I know is right in the deepest part of me, has tears welling up in my eyes. I am not a crier.
