Page 110 of Alessio

“So fucking good, yeah?” Corrado grinned wickedly. “You’re gonna want it so much now—getting your ass filled while one of us is eating your pussy or fucking it the way you like. Do you want to come?”

Her throat clenched with words wanting to spill out.

Alessio gave one more hard flex of his hips and settled all the way inside her ass as Corrado seated her down entirely on his cock, too.

That forced the words out.

“Corrado … please, I have to … come. Les … please.”

Stilted, fractured, and rushed.

“Yeah,” Alessio said hoarsely, “I fucking need that.”

Corrado groaned. “Me, too.”

Their pace turned into a rhythm that matched the other one would fill her as the other pulled away. Every single one of her nerve endings snapped and twisted as their cocks worked her body to the peak.

Because even if it was too much, she needed it.

Ginevra came screaming. Shocked the orgasm came at all because she hadn’t felt it until it slammed on her at once. More than fucking relief, if heaven existed, she saw it—sensed it deep in her bones. She wanted nothing more than that … and when they gave it to her, it was surreal.

Blinding.

Impossible.

But it was possible.

It was real.

Like them.

That final peak, so high and unbelievable to her, reminded Ginevra of the men who had given it to her. They’d been out of her reach, and almost unreal to her before.

And she didn’t know if she could ever let them go.

“You got her?”

“Mmm.”

Corrado peeked over his shoulder as he yanked a pair of cotton sleep pants up—enough to keep him decent for now. That’s all he needed. Behind him, he found Alessio had picked Ginevra up from the bed in a cradle hold as he waited for Corrado to finish getting dressed.

Ginevra smiled sweetly when Alessio winked down at her. “Oh, do I get special treatment now? Because I thought the sex was it.”

“Not even close,” Alessio returned.

“The big bath, yeah?”

Alessio nodded his way. “Sure.”

Corrado led the way out of the bedroom, and Alessio followed behind without a word. He couldn’t help but to check behind him as he headed for the penthouse’s main bathroom where a large clawfoot tub waited.

Alessio’s head tipped down, and he nuzzled his nose and mouth along the line of Ginevra’s hair, murmuring words too quietly for Corrado to discern a few steps ahead of them. Ginevra’s soft smile and hooded eyes were more than enough to tell him that she liked whatever he said, though.

It wasn’t lost on Corrado the affection Alessio showed to Ginevra without even thinking about it, really. Sure, they always took care of a woman after she allowed them to share her between them. It was only right, after all. Alessio never, however, showed affection very much while doing it. Always kind, but he wasn’t loving.

Not like right now with Ginevra.

For a brief second, Corrado wondered why he experienced no jealousy at the sight of two people he loved showing … well, love to one another. Because that’s the thing, wasn’t it? It had been inevitable, something he expectedwould happen with enough time, but he still only realized was a reality now.