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And again.
And again, until my world was nothing but white-hot ecstasy.
“I can’t. It’s too much,” I panted, and still, their hips snapped forward, their cocks thrusting in and out of me like their only goal was to break me.
“I want to hear you beg. It makes my cock fucking hard,” Dante growled, and I gasped.
“Please. Please. Please,” I babbled, my entire body shaking.
“You’ll come as many times as we want, babygirl. Don’t think for a second that you get a choice about it,” Rafael growled.
Another orgasm ripped through me, and my desperate pleas turned to even more plaintive cries.
I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.
But it wasn’t up to me.
It was up to them.
I came until every inch of my body was quivering.
I came until my screams made my voice go hoarse.
I came until my eyes watered and my broken sobs filled the room and still, I came some more.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, Rafael and Dante stiffened, their hips jerking as their own climaxes barreled over them. I felt every surge of their come inside me, in my ass, in my pussy, filling me even more completely than I ever thought possible.
My final orgasm ripped through me with the power of a hurricane, taking me by storm and tearing me apart into a billion little pieces of shattered glass.
When it was all over, the three of us collapsed on the bed. Their arms wrapped around me, pulling me in close and holding me tight.
It was as if they never wanted to let me go.
“I love you,” Dante breathed.
“I love you so much I’d do anything to have you,” Rafael whispered.
My heart exploded.
“I love you both too,” I replied, my voice raspy with emotion.
I would have thanked them both for not making me choose between them, but the moment my eyes fluttered closed, I passed out.
Epilogue
Ellie
The New York skyline glittered against the twilight as I stood on the balcony of the penthouse. I took a shaky breath, looking out over the city.
Dante joined me on the balcony, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. “You’ve been quiet. What’s on your mind?”
I leaned into him, comforted by his presence. “Just thinking about everything. After Marco’s death, the city feels different.”
Rafael emerged, holding three glasses of wine. “It’s different, but better,” he said, handing me a glass. “The rest of the Rossi family lost their grip without Marco. They’re no longer the threat they once were.”
Dante nodded, his gaze distant. “It’s given us a chance to bring some stability to this madness. But it hasn’t been easy. Power vacuums never are.”
Rafael leaned on the railing. “We’ve had to step up, make alliances, keep the peace. It’s a new era for us, for the city.”
