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I drive us through the winding roads, the anticipation building with each mile. Camila sits beside me, her hand resting lightly on my thigh. In the backseat, Elio and Renzo are heatedly debating some bullshit. Their banter is familiar, comforting even, and I can’t help but smile.
As we climb higher into the mountains, the trees close in around us, their leaves a riot of autumn colors. Finally, we reach the spot I’ve been looking for. I pull over to the side of the road and kill the engine.
“We’re here,” I announce, unbuckling my seatbelt.
Camila looks around, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Where exactly is here?”
I grin, opening my door and stepping out into the crisp air. “You’ll see. Come on.”
I lead them through the trees, the ground soft beneath our feet. The scent of pine needles and damp earth fills my nostrils, and I feel a sense of peace.
After a short hike, we emerge into a clearing at the edge of a cliff. The view is breathtaking—a sweeping panorama of the valley below, with the distant skyline of New York City shimmering on the horizon.
Camila gasps, her eyes wide with wonder. “Dante, this is incredible.”
I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her close. “I found this spot a while back when things were getting tough. It’s been my little secret.”
Elio claps me on the shoulder, his expression uncharacteristically serious. “Thanks for sharing it with us.”
Renzo nods, his gaze fixed on the view. “It’s perfect.”
We stand there, drinking in the scene’s beauty. The sun is just starting to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. I feel a sense of contentment wash over me, a feeling of rightness I’ve never experienced before.
“I love you,” I murmur, pressing a kiss to Camila’s temple.
She turns to me, her eyes shining with emotion. “I love you too, Dante. More than you know.”
Elio and Renzo move closer, arms encircling us in a group embrace.
Elio leans in, his lips brushing against the soft skin of Camila’s neck. “I love you, princess,” he murmurs, his voice low and husky.
Renzo follows suit, trailing kisses down her chest. “You’re everything to me, bookworm.”
I watch as Camila’s eyes flutter closed, a soft moan escaping her lips.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the mood shifts. Elio’s hand slips beneath the hem of Camila’s shirt, his fingers skimming over the smooth expanse of her stomach. Renzo’s mouth finds hers, his kiss deep and demanding.
I feel a surge of desire course through me, and I know I’m not alone. The air is tense, with the promise of what’s to come.
“Camila,” I breathe, my voice rough with need. “Let us show you how much we love you.”
She opens her eyes, her gaze locking with mine. In that moment, I see everything I feel reflected back at me - the love, the longing, the desperate hunger.
“Please,” she whispers, arching into Elio’s touch. “I need you—all of you.”
Renzo clears his throat. “Not to ruin the moment, but how about we make this fun?”
Elio and I groan, knowing it’s never good when Renzo suggests making something fun.
“Oi, hear me out.”
Camila raises her eyebrows, and she looks curiously at Ren. “I’m listening,” she says.
“How about we engage in some good old-fashioned primal play.”
Elio and I exchange a knowing look. When Renzo gets an idea, things always get intense.
“What’s primal play?” Camila asks hesitantly.
