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Poor princess.
I feel her body tense, but she’s not resisting us. It makes me want to push her, to discover what her boundaries are. I can’t wait to see what she does when we get her into our bedroom.
She’ll be absolutely magnificent.
What I would give to be able to unzip her dress right here, right now. I bet she would come so hard with both our cocks buried deep inside of her.
I slip my pinkie beneath the lacey fabric, barely brushing her folds before my attention is drawn back to the pulpit. The priest is blessing a golden goblet and I sigh heavily.
Damnit. Eucharist. The congregation all shifts in their seats, getting ready to stand.
It completely fucks over my plans.
I ease my hand away from her, disappointed and irritated. I lick the tip of the finger that was inside of her, wishing my Eucharist was her, as this false, orchestrated blessing interrupts the moment that might actually give me salvation.
I adjust my hard cock into the waistband of my pants, a poor attempt at hiding the evidence of what Tina does to me.
I take the wafer and hurry back to the pew. Christina didn’t go with us. The look on her face tells me all I need to know. She’s not religious, and she’s definitely not Catholic. Interesting.
I make a mental note to talk to Nico about baptizing her. It’ll be frowned upon for one of us to marry our stepsister. Having a non-Catholic wedding on top of it would be too much of a risk.
I’m thankful when service ends and we make our way to the parking lot. Hopefully lunch will go by just as quickly. I’ve never wanted to get home so fast.
Before we can usher Christina away from the crowd, Albert comes up behind her and wraps an arm around her shoulder, whispering something in her ear.
She smiles, walking away with him, leaving Nico and me to stand by and watch as Albert shakes hands with countless men dressed in custom suits.
His arm is wrapped around Meredith with Christina by their side. I notice her shift back and forth, looking uncomfortable under the scrutiny she is receiving.
Unlike many of the girls we grew up with, Christina actually seems to shy away from attention.
Unless it’s from us.
“Who do you think he’s trying to marry her off to?” Nico asks. He leans against the car, arms crossed against his chest as we wait. His jaw ticks.
I shove my hands in my pockets. She’s supposed to be Nico’s to deal with, but I’m positive Albert enjoys making him feel the pressure. He’s always been a little fucked up like that.
I kick at a loose piece of asphalt. I doubt Albert knows just how much pressure it’ll make him feel though… if he did, Christina would probably already be promised to the first asshole he could find.
I turn my attention back to Christina as she stands among the men. Four of the heads of the most important families in the city stand before Albert, each one greedier than the last. I watch with interest as Jimmy approaches my father, and then introduces himself to Christina.
Of course.
My hands clench into fists as Jimmy takes her delicate hand, bowing slightly, and kissing the tips of her fingers.
Nico looks away, but I can’t. Anger burns through me like wildfire, suffocating and vicious.
“Tell me Father is shutting that shit down.” Nico snarls, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Not quite.”
I bet he had this planned all along. God damnit.
I have to admit, it’d be a smart move. Marry Christina off to the Cosa’s, securing legal protection for the rest of our life.
“He’s still fucking touching her. Time to teach him a lesson in respect,” Nico pushes off the car ready to make good on his words when I grab him by the shoulder and yank him back. A dangerous move. Few people would dare take on Nico in a hand-to-hand fight.
He whirls around and punches, and while Nico might be fast, I’m faster, dodging his strike and using the force of it to knock him off balance and trap him against me.
