Chapter 19
Sera nuzzles against my chest, humming a sated sigh as she does so. It’s nice to have these moments with her and Levi. Sure, things have escalated slightly, but it’s all moved naturally. None of this feels forced, and there’s no better feeling than that of complete bliss. Of course, I wasn’t expecting her to join in when I had Levi bent over in front of me, but I’m not complaining. Despite her saying she’s okay with us, I was still a little skeptical. I guess I can rid myself of that doubt now.
While Sera drapes an arm across my middle, Levi is snoring on the other side of her. Even though he won’t say it, I know he’s been struggling with his emotions over Enzo’s return and the situation with his sister. While we’re both equally happy for Sera and Enzo, I know he’s still hurting from his cousin’s betrayal. I just hope that he can move past this.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
I’m taken aback by her question. I don’t think I can recall the last time someone asked me that. If they did, it must have slipped my mind because it’s not something I ever entertain. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
Sera shrugs, her grip pulling me closer to her lithe body. “Things with Enzo… last night…”
“I know,” I smile, tugging her chin up to face me. “We expected it.”
“But that doesn’t change anything.”
“I know.”
“I just want you to—”
Pressing my lips to hers, I silence her erratic thoughts before they can escape, drawing her into a silent kiss. She slides her hand around my neck, pulling me deeper. Since Enzo came back, we haven’t shared much time together. I don’t resent her for it, though. She has so much going on that it must be hard to keep up. But these moments are what I live for.
Sera slips out from Levi’s reach to straddle me. Our lips are still connected, tongues sweeping against one another’s. Her bare cunt rubs against my cock, already wet and ready as anticipation coils in my stomach.
“Fuck,” I groan against her lips, unable to contain the thoughts running wild in my head. “You’re a greedy little one this morning.”
She rolls her hips against me, my dick already seeking out her entrance. I can’t help the smirk kicking my lips up as I let her use me for her own pleasure, her cunt dripping all over my thighs. I thought she’d had her fill this morning, but clearly she’s still eager for more. She whimpers as I slide my hands under her shirt, rolling my thumbs over her sensitive nipples.
“What’s the matter?” I growl. “Did Enzo not fuck you good enough last night?”
“Oh, he did,” she smirks back, still sliding her hips back and forth relentlessly. I can feel her lips eagerly parting over my shaft, desperate for friction. “Last night and this morning, actually.” She grabs my wrists and leans forward to pin them back against the pillow, a deviant smile playing on those gorgeous lips as she teases my own with her tongue. “He’s pierced, too.”
The heated desire I feel for her mixes with my jealousy and rises through my chest, escaping as a growl. I look to my right to see Levi still fast asleep. And though I want to take her just how she likes, there’s not enough room to roll over and fuck her into oblivion.
I don’t like thinking about another man inside her that isn’t Levi, especially someone who shares so many memories with this woman. A woman I’m losing my mind over. A woman I’m falling for. Sharing was always part of this situation, and while I was open to Sera spending time with Gio, Enzo has a lot of making up to do. Friends or not, he still hurt our girl.
“Afraid he’ll wake up?” she taunts, biting my bottom lip.
“I’ll fuck you on top of him if that’s what turns you on.” I thrust my hips upward, the head of my cock notching into her soaked cunt. But she pushes up on her knees, teasing me like a goddamn minx.
“Looks like I’ll be fucking you.”
Without warning, she impales herself on me. We both groan out as she sinks down on my shaft, the euphoric feeling of her walls clenching around me sending shivers up my spine.
“This is the only time you have control, Dolcezza. Don’t think I won’t fuck you raw the next chance I get.”
Excitement widens her eyes. I know she gets off on me taking control; she gives it to me willingly because it’s the only way she can free herself of her burdens for just a brief moment. She gives herself to me because she needs that freedom, to be liberated. Lesser men would use that against her, but I use it for her pleasure. That tiniest sliver of surrender lifts the weight on her shoulders and I won’t deny her that. But this time, she’s the one who has the power. She’s the one to control this.
And I let her.
Sera still has my wrists pinned beside my head, and though she’s not strong enough to fight me, I don’t push back. She rocks her hips, throwing her head back as she loses herself.
“Luca,” she rasps, ecstasy oozing from her voice. She rides me hard, using me for her own pleasure. I’m captivated by the way she moves, the way she lets herself go. She’s perfect, a picture of pure desire painted all over her face.
She lets go of my wrists to knead her tits through her shirt, writhing and panting as she works us both harder.
“That’s it, come all over my cock.”
Her wet heat grips my dick, her cunt throbbing around me. Sweet moans fill the room. She takes all the control, using me like a toy, and fuck, do I enjoy being on the receiving end. I won’t make it a habit, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t the hottest fucking thing I’ve experienced with her.
When her movements steady, I cup her ass, grinding her against me until she shatters, crying out that she’s coming. She gives into her orgasm, her chest heaving as she rides the wave, but I don’t let her stop.
“Is that all you’ve got?” I goad, knowing how much she hates to be underestimated. She gives me an angry smile, one that could set me alight if I were wearing clothes. She takes the challenge all the same, setting a punishing rhythm as she circles her hips.
I throw my head back on a groan, my eyes closing because whatever she’s doing feels so damn good I don’t think I can look at her without blowing my load.
She falls forward, my eyes snapping open as she rides me like a goddamn bull. Her hips gyrate with wild abandon, taking everything from me. Her hair falls around us like a shield, and I’m engulfed by her scent, a mixture of sex and lust, coconut shampoo and something leathery. Enzo.
I don’t know why, but the thought of him fucking her has my mind reeling. In a split second, I take back the control I was so eager to give her, gripping her hips until my fingers pinch her skin, and slamming my hips upwards. I thrust into her like I’m fucking Enzo out of her, like I’m trying to replace him.
I grind her against me, rubbing her clit with my thumb until she’s screaming out once more. Heat licks up my spine, my body on fire as my balls tighten and I slam into her over and over until I paint her insides. I groan out, my body arching as Sera and I both come together. It’s a symphony of sated moans and pleasure filled sighs, our breaths meshing together as one as we slowly come down.
“Nobody else has this part of me,” she says, resting her head on my chest.
I push away the brown strands stuck to her face and smile to myself. She doesn’t need to tell me, but the words still fill me with the same warmth I feel for Levi. It’s an odd sensation to feel the same things about more than one person; both in equal measure, yet in different capacities. When I look at Sera, I feel the need to protect her, to shield her and take away the burdens she faces. When I look at Levi, I feel like my world is complete, like that missing piece I didn’t know I was searching for finally slots into place.
“I’d take every jagged piece of you,” I rasp. “I’ll guard you with my life.”
She lifts her gaze to mine, eyes softening ever so slightly. It’s the softness I adore the most about her. The parts where she feels she needs to hide it from the world, but not from me. She has this armor to protect her, to prove she is the strong leader everyone needs. To me, I get to see the side she shields, the pieces of her she keeps hidden away. They’re beautiful and frayed, but I’m the keeper of those fragments, and I mean every word I say.
“Ditto,” she whispers with a smile on her lips. Her cheeks are a rosy pink, our post-fuck giving her a glow that I’m captivated by. I stroke the pad of my thumb over her swollen bottom lip, enthralled by how effortlessly flawless she looks.
But the moment is stolen from us when my phone starts buzzing on the bedside table. With a huff, I pick it up off the nightstand. We agreed on no phones, but when I see the name on the screen, I have no choice but to answer it.
“It’s Raf,” I tell Sera before answering the call. “This better be good.”
“Would I call if I didn’t have something?”
I really hope that’s a rhetorical question, because last time I checked, he opted to give Sera’s location to a dead man over the people actively looking for her; the ones who didn’t desert her.
“What have you got?” I sigh.
“You guys up for a road trip?”