25. Christina
Christina
25
It’s been the longest month of my life. The boys have been so stressed lately, always consumed with work but today’s a big day. The movie premiere. I smooth the soft pink fabric with my shaky hands. When Albert gave me permission to go, he also specified that I needed to represent the Venitti family well and that his personal stylist would be coming to dress me.
I didn’t know that meant my dress would be couture. Custom made just for me, this is officially the fanciest, most beautiful, and most expensive dress I’ve ever worn in my life.
I feel like a princess. Hundreds of tiny rhinestones glimmer and shine under the soft afternoon light.
Walking in this dress with these heels is objectively terrifying. I’m certain I’m going to fall on my face and embarrass myself and the family at any moment. Or worse, I could spill something on it.
Moving slowly, I walk to the center of the grand foyer. Both Nico and Enzo told me to meet them here for pictures. The soft rustling of my dress fills the quiet space of the grand foyer while I wait.
I hear them before I see them. Enzo laughs with Nico as they make their way down the stairs.
My heart beats wildly in my chest, threatening to burst out at any moment.
I can't bring myself to look up to watch them. I’m too nervous. Their chatter stops when they reach the bottom of the stairs.
The silence in the room feels oppressive. I hear their soft footsteps approaching me and I finally manage to lift my head and make eye contact.
“You look so fucking beautiful, my angel,” Nico says, his voice breaking through the tension.
“We’re the luckiest men alive to have you on our arms.”
I exhale slowly. His words feel like a soothing balm on my frayed nerves.
Enzo comes around to my other side and tips my chin up so I meet his gaze. His dark eyes are dancing with amusement and lust.
“Simply stunning,” he whispers with a wink.
When he offers me his hand, I take it, clinging to him and Nico as well.
They make me feel like I could conquer the world, as long as they’re by my side.
Attending an event like this together after they claimed me at the university is going to make a helluva statement. It’s a wonder that Albert hasn’t heard of it yet.
Or maybe he has?
I squeeze their arms tighter to me. Nico reaches behind my dress, patting my ass and pulling my side into his.
“Oh, my god. Christina!” My mom cries out. The boys let go of me so my mom can pull me into a tight hug. Her eyes glisten with unshed tears as she takes in my dress.
Albert beams at us, and at her, wrapping an arm around her waist.
“You three look very nice!” Albert says, clapping Nico on his shoulder. “Befitting the Venitti family.”
“Come, come! Let’s take some photos!” My mom says, pulling out her phone.
Oh, God. I know that my body is flushed. I try to hide, but the boys keep me front and center, taking turns with subtle touches against my body to keep me blushing the entire time as we pose all over the house and the garden. When my mom is satisfied, she’s captured our outfits from every single angle, she heads inside to grab a drink, leaving the three of us alone for a blissful moment.
Nico takes the opportunity to lean down and whisper in my ear.
“I just want to take you away from here,” Nico says huskily. It makes me shiver in anticipation.
Enzo slips his arm around my waist, stepping closer to us. “Yeah, all I can think about is getting beneath this dress tonight.”
Nico grins, and I can feel both of their gazes linger on me.
“Alright kids, be good,” Albert says, leading us out towards the SUV. “Meredith and I will be back in the morning. We’re going to the beach house tonight.”
I don’t miss the mischievous grin that Enzo gives me. A little tingle starts in my core and travels up my spine.
The house will be all ours tonight. Finally.
“Yes, sir. We’ll be home as soon as the princess here has her fill of red carpet life,” Enzo says drolly.
Albert cracks a smile and Nico helps me up into the backseat of the car. Enzo comes along the other side to get in, effectively sandwiching me between them.
Heat climbs up my spine. Between them is my favorite place to be.
Alec gets behind the wheel of the car and the guards follow in a car behind us.
The second we’re out of sight of the house, Nico and Enzo have their hands on me again.
With Alec in the car, they keep it mostly PG but my cheeks are still flaming red and my heart is pounding by the time we arrive at the hotel.
I want to know what it’s like to walk a red carpet and have this experience, but I also really, really want to go home again.
My pussy clenches with need as I look around the luxury hotel.
Everyone around us is dressed to the nines. I’m grateful that Albert insisted on my dress being couture. The sheer wealth and extravagance present is overwhelming.
An actual red-carpet lines the stairs as we climb up to the ballroom.
Waiters in white suits mingle, holding trays of sparkling water in champagne flutes and little appetizers.
It feels surreal.
Nico has my hand wrapped in his and Enzo has my other arm tucked into his elbow. They are both tall, intimidating, and devastatingly handsome tonight in their fitted tuxes.
All eyes are on us as we make our way through the crowded room to find Alec’s reserved table.
I don’t miss the jealous eyes of several of my new classmates when they get a look at my men in their finery. I still want to pinch myself when I think about how hot they are and how they somehow are mine.
“You look so pretty! That color is perfect for you!” One of the girls at the table says. I don’t recognize her but she’s smiling up at me from the lap of one of the guys. I smile back.
“Thank you! I love your hair!”
Enzo makes the introductions, but the names of the others go in one ear and out the other. The beat of the music is calling my name. Conversation can be later – right now, I want to dance.
I set my purse down and take in the magical setting. The movie screening starts in an hour and the cocktail hour is in full swing.
“Dance with me,” I command, pulling my men out to the dance floor.
We dance, sway, and twirl to the music. I can feel eyes on us but in this moment, I choose to push the feelings of awkwardness away. We’re dressed up. We’re free.
I want to enjoy it. Screw the people who are judging us.
By the time we return to the table, the others are busy in their own conversations. Alec talks to Nico and Enzo but it’s obvious that our little trio doesn’t quite fit in with the rest of the table.
That’s okay.
“Do you want to get out of here?” I ask Enzo.
It’s barely 10pm and we haven’t even gotten to see the movie yet, but I’ve had more fun than I thought I would, and I can’t stop thinking about getting them alone.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he replies, bringing my hand up for a kiss. “Nico, let’s go. Princess wants to go home.”
Nico stands up immediately and we make our way out of the building in short order.
When we step out into the cool night air, I’m relieved to escape into a quieter place.
Enzo texts the guards. “Mario is going to follow us home and then come back and get Alec.
We can take the SUV,” he says.
Soon, we’re all piled into the vehicle and headed back to the mansion. Enzo drives and Nico sits next to me. I kick off my shoes and wiggle my toes, relieved to be free from the tight heels.
We’re going home to an empty house. I look over at Nico and a wave of desire washes over me.
“You look so good in your tux,” I whisper, squeezing his hand.
He smolders at me and leans over, capturing my lips in a savage kiss. I lean into him, savoring the taste of him.
Enzo clears his throat from the front seat, and we reluctantly pull away.
“Soon, Angel,” Nico whispers, bringing my hand to his waist. He places it on his cock and I gasp at how hard he is from only a kiss. “We’re almost home and then you’re all ours, all night long.” He continues.
I can’t wait.
We pull into the driveway and park. Enzo comes around, opens the door for me, and Nico helps me out. We wave to the guards on the outside and Nico walks over to give them instructions.
To anyone who sees us, we’re just being responsible after a night out. Following the directions of our parents.
If only they knew…
Once the security has been sorted out, Nico pulls me along with him and we make it inside the door.
The second the door closes and we’re alone, Nico pulls me up against him and Enzo steps up so his chest is up against my back.
Nico devours me. His tongue strokes mine and I inhale, his mouth stealing my breath before Enzo nudges him aside for his turn. Nico’s teeth nibble along the slope of my neck as Enzo ravishes my lips.
Intense need courses through me. Our movements become frenzied as I grip my hands on either of their arms for stability.
“Upstairs. Now,” Nico orders, swooping me into his arms. I giggle when he starts to carry me up the stairs. Enzo walks alongside me, his hand still wrapped in my hair.
He gets the door open to their room and Nico sets me down. I can barely get my feet under me before my lips are captured again and hands start to fumble with the zipper of my dress.
Enzo runs a finger down my spine. “God, you’re beautiful. Do you know how much you mean to us?”
I moan as Nico kisses me deeper.
“I can’t take it. I need to taste her,” Enzo says.
I moan again and step out of my dress. Standing there, between them in just my underwear is nerve-wracking and amazing all at once.
I crave the way Enzo tastes me. I need Nico to touch me. I must have it – it’s no longer a want, it’s a need.
“She can barely handle this. I can’t wait to see her when we come at the same time.”
Nico wraps my hair in his hand and drops his lips to my neck.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Angel,” he murmurs, nibbling on my pulse point.
His other hand wraps around my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as Enzo’s teeth nip and suck along the other side of my throat.
Oh God. It’s like sensation overload.
My legs shake, the pleasure from both men is nearly too much to take.
Their lips move greedily against my skin. The feeling is so intense I don’t know what to do or where to look. I just close my eyes tight and hold on for dear life.
How did I get so lucky?
“This underwear is gorgeous, princess,” Enzo whispers, hooking his finger underneath my panties. “But it has to go.”
He slides them down my thighs and I step out of them. My bra goes next and soon, I’m standing there completely bare.
“Fucking stunning.” Nico mutters before he slides his fingers between my thighs.
I cry out when he begins thrusting inside of me. Enzo’s tongue dives into my mouth, swallowing my moan. The pulse between my legs beats faster.
“Please,” I beg when Enzo moves to my neck.
“What do you want, princess? Tell us.” Enzo whispers.
I freeze.
I don’t know what I’m begging for. I want them. I want more of this. But I don’t know how to say that.
“More of you. Both of you.” I breathe
My pussy clenches as Nico increases the speed of his thrusts, his hand careful to rub against my clit with every stroke. Each touch is an onslaught of pleasure that drives me higher and higher.
Enzo dips down to suck one of my nipples into his mouth and I let out a long, low moan.
I’m ready to explode.
“Mmm,” Enzo says, approvingly, moving back just enough to look down at me. “You hear that, Nico?” He asks. “I think our girl needs to come.”
I whimper and nod my head vigorously.
Enzo places soft kisses along the crease of my neck and Nico slows.
“Not yet, Angel,” Nico says, his fingers withdrawing.
I groan and try to move closer to him, eager to have him touch me again but he slaps my pussy and I gasp.
The white-hot pain was unexpected. But as I try to process it, he leans forward and sucks my clit into his mouth.
I see stars.
“We’re going to drain every bit of pleasure from you, tonight.” He promises before he steps back entirely.
Enzo holds me tightly against him and we both watch as Nico walks to the bed, pulling off his tuxedo as he saunters.
His pants hit the floor and I actually feel a little drool form at the corner of my mouth when he peels off his underwear.
He’s so fucking hot.
He climbs on the bed and relaxes against the headboard, looking over at us while he reaches down and takes himself in his hand.
I watch him hungrily as he strokes himself slowly.
“Get on your knees, straddle me, hands against the headboard, facing the wall.” Nico orders.
Eagerly, I scramble to obey.
Nico’s arms come around me, helping me as I straddle his bare chest. I lean down and kiss him. His hand lands on my ass with a sharp slap, making me gasp in surprise.
It’s an unexpected burn, mixed with pleasure. I grind against him, moaning into our kiss.
The bed dips when Enzo joins us. I hear the click of a bottle opening and shutting and squeak in surprise when something wet and cold touches my ass.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
Enzo leans forward and kisses the back of my neck. “Getting you ready, princess.”
The lube drips down me as he spreads my cheeks, gently inserting one finger into my tight knot.
It burns a little and I tense up.
“You have to relax, princess,” he whispers, stroking me softly. Nico grunts and leans up, kissing me so hard I forget my own name.
Soon, the tension leaves my body and the only thing I can think about is pleasure. Enzo stretches me with another finger, preparing me for him. I rock against him, getting used to the foreign pleasure.
“I can’t wait to bury my cock in this tight ass,” he groans. “I think you’re ready to take me, aren’t you, sweet girl?” He whispers in my ear. I freeze for a second before nodding slowly and grinding against him.
“I want you both so bad,” I moan.
He holds my hips steady. “Just relax,” he says as he notches his head against my tight hole.
I inhale sharply and tense up, but Nico caresses my cheek and pulls me in for a sweet kiss.
“You have to relax, Angel. Otherwise it will hurt.”
I exhale and then nod. Enzo pushes the head of his cock in. It’s so tight – it makes me wince. I suck in short breaths when he stalls, allowing me time to adjust.
“You’re doing so well, baby.” He pushes in deeper. “I love the way you feel. Like your body was made just for us.”
Oh. Oh, God. He’s so big. He’s not going to fit.
“Argh,” I cry out.
Maybe this was a bad idea after all. Each shallow thrust makes me pant.
“Relax,” he says, I feel his breath against the back of my neck. “Relax, princess, let me in.”
Nico circles my clit softly and I swear my body begins to convulse.
Inch by inch, Enzo stretches my ass apart while Nico teases me with his fingers. His dark eyes burn with desire.
Once Enzo is fully seated, I let out a low moan. It feels different but not bad.
“I can’t wait anymore,” Nico says, almost more to himself than to us. Enzo holds me up while Nico moves his body to stroke the tip of his dick up and down my slit.
“You’re so ready for both of us, aren’t you, Angel? The thought of us both at once has you so fucking wet, doesn’t it?”
I nod and Nico grins, entering me in a single, brutal motion. It takes my breath away, the girth of him stretching past what is comfortable.
I’ve never felt so full. I’m being stretched beyond the point of no return.
I lean forward and drape myself on his chest as they take over.
They find a rhythm, moving in and out of me as I cling to them.
“God,” I call out, shuddering as they move, the sensation is overwhelming.
Enzo’s thrusts no longer hurt; my body has adjusted to his size.
“Harder,” I pant.
Nico growls and thrusts up faster, making me gasp in surprise. Enzo slaps my ass as he drives between my cheeks.
It feels good – almost too good. My entire body is alive – so in tune with them, it’s insane.
“We’re going to fill you up, Angel,” Nico pants, crushing me to his chest.
“Promise?” I whisper, my lips squished up against his chest.
They both growl and I grin.
My orgasm catches me by surprise, exploding through me in one white-hot moment of pleasure.
Nico follows me.
“Fuck,” Nico gasps, his fingers digging into my soft hips as his body jerks. “Fuck.”
I feel him come inside me, filling me up, and I grind into him harder.
“Christina,” Enzo moans, his head pressing into the back of mine as he thrusts two more times and then stills.
I collapse onto Nico’s chest, breathing hard. Enzo carefully withdraws and lays down next to Nico.
Strong hands lift me and nestle me between them. Squished in the middle, our skin slick with sweat, I realize something.
I’ve never been this happy before.
Eventually, I have to get up and walk into the bathroom. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair is mussed and my makeup is smeared. I clean myself up and then move to the sink to wash my face, smiling to myself. I open the drawer to take out my moisturizer, glancing down at something that reflects against the light.
A shiny foil packet. I flip it over.
My birth control. Something clicks in my brain.
My. Birth. Control.
Oh. Shit.
I do the math in my head and then look at the pill case. Two pills missed this week and one pill missed last week.
Three pills.
This could still be okay. Right? Three pills.
I look at my reflection in the mirror and see terror forming in my eyes. I quickly swallow the missed pills in one gulp.
I have no idea if it will do anything, but I have to try. My hands are shaking. This could be so, so bad.
When I walk back out, Enzo sits up and looks at me. “Babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, concerned.
I look at the floor. I have to tell them, obviously, but… how does one do that?
“I, uh, missed a couple days of my birth control pill this week and last week,” I say, softly.
Nico sits up and swings out of bed. My heart pounds in my chest as he strides towards me.
Enzo crawls across the bed, too.
“I know, I am so sorry. It’s not responsible. It’s my fault. I’ll have Mario take me to the store—”
“Absolutely not,” Nico says. He closes the distance between us, wrapping me in his arms and holding me against his chest with what feels like all of his strength. “You will do no such thing.”
“But, I can’t… we can’t.”
“We can. If that’s what’s in store for us, we can.”
I gulp. In the last week alone they’ve…. we’ve…
How would I even know which one of them fathered the child if I am pregnant?
Enzo must see it in my eyes. “If it happens, it’s meant to be.”
“But we won’t.” Tears well in my eyes. “We won’t know—”
“It will be ours. We would love it the way we love you. That’s all that matters,” Nico says before I can finish. His tone is final. A warmth blooms in my chest as I take in his words. They love me?