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All three of our bodies entangled, with Ciel in complete control of the entire thing. His cock buried deep inside me over and over. His fingers pumped inside her, making her moans grow louder. Her hands rolled her nipples. My teeth nipped at her lip. Ciel’s free hand fisted my cock and slid up and down.

“Both of you, I want you to come for me,” he said. The sounds our skin made as it moved together were driving me feral. His hips snapped forward, and my balls tightened. “Can you do that?”

“I’m right there,” I said. “Don’t stop, Ciel.”

“Never, cariño. Leona, baby, I want your pussy fluttering over my fingers.”

Her eyes squeezed shut, and she let out a cry as she came. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. My entire body when tight and I groaned as my cum shot over all three of us. Ciel thrust deep and his ice-blue eyes locked on mine as he came. He pulled his fingers from Leona’s pussy and held them out for me to lick clean. Then he leaned over my body and kissed me deeply.

“That was beautiful,” he murmured in my ear before slowly pulling out. Then he leaned over to kiss Leona. She wrapped her arms around his neck, their tongues dancing together. “You both are so beautiful.”

These two amazing people had saved me in so many ways. I loved them more than anything else on the face of this planet. There was no life without them.

“I will never get enough,” I swore, feeling the truth of those words like I’d never known something truer.

49

LEONA

When the nightmares woke me, it took me a second to realize where I was.

New house. Wynn and Ciel’s room. Both of them beside me.

Quiet.

The world was peaceful, but my mind was anything but. Tonight I dreamt of rotting away in prison. I dreamt of Albanians trapping me in cages, of prisoners screaming for help. Blood dripping from eyes and icy bodies. My men were broken, and there was nothing I could do about it but sob against their lifeless chests.

I shivered and pulled my blankets tighter. The cold still enveloped me at times and made it impossible to get warm again.

Ciel stirred beside me, bleary eyes looking at the way I sat straight up with the covers pulled toward my chin. “Baby girl?”

I swallowed and then took a breath. “I’m okay. Bad dream.”

He sat up. “Need anything?”

I pushed off my blankets and kissed his brow. “No, I’m going to find Obi. Go back to sleep.”

“Are you sure?” He rubbed his eyes, trying to blink some focus into them.

I nodded. Wynn slept naked beside us, and I gave him a quick kiss, too. “I’m fine, I promise. I’m going to talk to him about my dreams. I have a feeling he’s awake.”

“Okay,” he said as he lay back down, tossing his arm over Wynn’s back. “Come get us if you need us. We can all sleep together.”

By the time I opened my door, he was back asleep. I gently shut the door and walked through the dark hallway, trying not to imagine an Albanian or a Camorra man waiting in the shadows. I kept my eyes planted on the light I could see from the larger rooms.

Obi sat in the living room by the fire.

The low light of the flames flickered against his skin while he stared and sipped from a glass. I didn’t even have to say anything. He looked up and immediately locked onto me. Like he knew I was coming. Like he could feel me wherever he was.

We’d always been like that.

Drawn together like the particles of an atom.

“Leona.” The tone of his voice sent shivers down my skin.

I walked at him while I pulled Wynn’s shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor. Then I stepped out of my thong and left it behind. When I reached his chair, completely naked, in front of the warmth of the fire, his eyes were blazing.

I didn’t wait for him to say anything else before I climbed into his lap and straddled him.