Caged (Dark Empire #2)

Eight.

Ethan

I glanced down at Ashlee asleep curled almost on top of me and smiled. It may have been cramped for the two of us, but I couldn't have been happier. I wanted to give her a honeymoon that she'd always remember, especially after how our wedding had ended.

Mags moved into her seat and smiled at her through the gap. “How is she?”

“She relaxed once we were in the air after she came around to me. I didn’t consider the fact that she hadn't flown before,” I said.

He chuckled. “She’s been through far worse.”

“Unfortunately so. This week is going to be perfect for her. I’m going to make sure of it.”

“Yeah.” He flashed a grin at her before locking gazes with me. “And I bet you've got a few surprises up your sleeve.”

“Oh, I certainly do,” I replied with a mischievous grin.

“Care to let me in on the secret?”

“Not a chance. Some of my plans will push you to your limits, just like they will her.”

His eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Well, now I’m fucking intrigued. I’ve done a lot, but I have a feeling you’ve got something entirely different in store.”

“You may have done a lot, but there are depths you haven’t even touched,” I teased, smirking. “Trust me, it’s all part of the ride.”

“For some reason, I do trust you,” he admitted, his tone filled with a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

Ashlee woke up groggily an hour later, staring into my eyes lovingly.

I stroked her cheek with a smile before kissing her head softly. “How long left?” She asked.

I chuckled. “We’re not even halfway, sweetheart. Do you want something to eat and drink?”

“I am a little peckish.”

“Then go back around to your seat and we'll get something.” I moved my seat upright again and pressed the call button for an attendant who was at my side before Ashlee had sat down again. It was time to take advantage of our first-class ticket.

Ashlee was sleepy and grouchy by the time we landed in Sicily. The time difference had meant that it was morning here, but by the time we arrived at our private villa, it would be early afternoon.

“It's pretty here,” Ashlee murmured from the back of the car.

“It is,” Mags said from the driver's seat.

“Wait until you see where we’re staying,” I said.

She was going to be absolutely floored. The family villa perched majestically on a cliff, boasting a private swimming pool that overlooked the breath-taking view of the sea. It had been untouched since Luca's visit last year. My dad ensured its pristine upkeep, even in our absence, hiring staff to maintain its grandeur. Here's hoping he instructed them to fully stock the villa with everything we need, from gourmet meals to lavish amenities, for our unforgettable stay.

I got out of the car the moment Mags came to a stop, desperate to see Ashlee's expression. I opened the door and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the car while being careful not to jolt her healing shoulder. “What do you think, sweetheart?”

“This is... just wow,” she whispered awe.

I chuckled and led her around the back towards the pool.

“Holy fuck,” she gasped.

I grinned, wrapping my arms around her from behind and brushing my lips against her neck.

“Ethan, how did you find this place?”

“My parents own it,” I murmured before kissing her neck again.

“Wow.”

“We’re going to have some fun this week, baby. There’s nowhere more private for us to devour you.”

She turned around and met my lips, her tongue slipping into my mouth as she took control of the kiss. I groaned, my cock twitching with need. “Ashlee, we better stop before I take this further.”

“Would that be so bad?” She said, fluttering her eyes seductively.

“Right now, yes.” I forced myself to take a step back. “We have all week, and trust me, you'll be thoroughly fucked, but let me show you around first.”

***

“Ashlee, stand and undress,” I ordered.

I prepared a sumptuous Italian pasta dish for dinner, paired with a bottle of exquisite Italian wine. As the sun dipped below the horizon, we’d stepped outside to unwind by the pool, the last rays of daylight casting a golden glow over us.

I smirked at Mags laying on a lounger before looking back at Ashlee who still hadn't moved from her seat.

“Now, sweetheart.” It wasn’t exactly warm out, but it wasn't cold either. It was the first week of December, but the weather never got too cold here compared to at home.

“But-”

“I can assure you that nobody will see you. Now stand and undress for us.”

Mags perched himself up on his elbows as she pulled her top off, revealing her gorgeous lace bra, and then she shimmied out of her jeans showing us her matching panties.

“Everything, Red,” he said with a grin.

Once she was naked, she awkwardly crossed her arms across her chest. It made my jaw tick. How could she even think of hiding herself from us?

From me, her husband.

“Ashlee, if you don’t unfold those arms this second, I'll take my belt to your ass until you learn never to hide yourself again.” My tone came out gruff and harsh, but I didn’t care. She needed to realise that her body was stunning.

She obeyed me, her eyebrows drawing together.

“You are my wife. You are mine to treasure and care for. You also belong to Mags. You’re ours. If you ever hide your body from us again, I'll tie you up naked on display until you learn your lesson.”

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“We love you, sweetheart.”

“I know, it’s just... nobody has ever looked at me the way you do.”

“You’re the most stunning woman I've ever seen, Red. You've turned us into desperate men, craving for every part of you,” Mags said.

“Exactly, now get that beautiful body into the water for me,” I said.

“Erm, okay,” she muttered.

She didn’t know that I'd turned the heater on so the water would be nice and warm.

I shared a glance at Mags before watching her slip into the pool. She swam through the water, although her injured shoulder was limiting her movement. Then she glanced at us before looking at the view. The sun had gone down, but the skies were clear allowing for the moon to shine down upon the coast below.

I jerked my head for Mags to join her. He didn't hesitate, standing and pulling his top off with one hand. He was out of his jeans and boxers in less than a minute, sliding into the water and swimming towards Ashlee.

“God, you're so fucking beautiful, Red,” he groaned as she melted into his embrace.

I'd set this scene up enough so there was no need to dictate anything more. Mags wouldn’t be able to stop himself from fucking her with them both naked. Hell, even I wanted to, but no, tonight I wanted to watch.

Mags crashed his lips into hers and lifted her into his arms so that she could wrap her legs around his hips. When he leaned back to stare into her eyes, she was panting.

“I love you, Ashlee,” he murmured, his voice just catching my ear.

My heart pounded, the raw sincerity of his words striking me like a bullet. He loved her just as fiercely as I did, as if the mere idea of losing her would destroy him. I couldn’t fathom facing a single day without her, and only now, hearing Magnus’ confession, did I truly grasp the profound depths of his feelings.

He carried her to the edge of the pool overlooking the drop below, placing her on her feet and turning her to face out. Then I saw him lining himself up with her opening and pushing into her.

“The view is beautiful, princess, but it’s nothing compared to you,” he said. "You take my breath away every day because of how stunning you are.”

He thrust into her far slower than usual, kissing her neck softly. I couldn’t see as much as I usually could with the water and his body obscuring my view, but I heard Ashlee's moans and knew exactly what his cock looked like sinking into her hole. I’d seen it enough times to know exactly how she stretched around him.

“Come for me, Red,” he groaned.

My cock was hard in my boxers, but I fought the urge to touch it. Tonight was for them. My enjoyment was getting to watch the beauty of their bodies joining as one.

Was it weird of me to enjoy sharing my wife with my best friend? Possibly, and to anyone who didn’t know us, definitely.

No matter what anyone said, Mags gave her something I couldn’t. His confidence radiated in a way I could never mimic. I was too shattered to trust my ability to satisfy her, no matter how hard I tried to mask my insecurities. She could tell me she enjoyed it all she wanted, but the truth remained. I still flinched under her touch, a broken soul unsure of his worth. I could make her come, and she obviously enjoyed it, but it wasn't the same. Mags knew exactly what he was giving her, his arrogance amplifying every moment. I could see it when they were together—his swagger made it better. He filled the gaps I couldn’t, and her happiness with both of us was my solace. She may have been my wife, but she belonged to Mags just as much. And I loved him for it, as deeply as I loved my own brothers.

Ashlee cried out as her orgasm hit her and Mags groaned louder as he stroked her a few more times before spilling his seed into her.

I released a long breath. My dick may have been throbbing with need, but I felt lighter after watching them.

After a few minutes of holding each other, Ashlee swam over to the edge of the pool, smiling at me with bright eyes. “Do you want me to deal with that?” She jerked her head at my tented crotch.

“No, sweetheart, not tonight. Enjoy your swim with Mags,” I said.

“Are you sure?”

“Ashlee, I enjoyed watching you both. Stay here and have fun. I'm going to go and clean up the kitchen and then have a shower.”

She looked unconvinced, but Magnus wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his body. “Come on, Red, listen to your husband,” he purred into her ear.

I took the opportunity to leave them while her gaze was on him. I knew that my wife was in good hands this evening.