Chapter 27
I have kept to myself for the last couple of days. Everyone is on edge, and I think it’s best I don’t do anything else to piss them off. I’ve overheard Alessandro and Geovani having hushed conversations like old friends, and it’s kind of creeping me out. I mean, it’s good they’re getting along, but how long will it last before one of them kills the other? It’s probably a matter of days and not weeks.
Ricky has been in to visit me a few times, and when I can, I drop in to see how Maddox is doing. This morning instead of eating breakfast alone, I collect an assortment of snacks from the fridge and well-stocked pantry, carefully balancing them in my arms. Then I jump in the elevator to take them upstairs with me. As I approach his door, I lightly tap on it, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. I juggle the food in my arms as I wait.
Ricky greets me with a half-smile as he opens the door to Maddox’s room.
I glance over his shoulder to see Maddox turned on his side, the blankets pulled up around his chest. He looks peaceful. “Thought you guys might be hungry, but if the big guy is sleeping, I can come back later.”
“Come in, temptress, and tell this guy to stop fussing over me.” Maddox pulls himself up to sitting using the bed frame for support. He looks uncomfortable, but I know he’s trying to hide the extent of his pain.
I give Ricky a quick peck on the cheek, happy to see someone less hostile. “Oh, but that’s what he does best.” I move further into the room, and Ricky closes the door behind me then comes around the spare side of his bed, and I place the food down like I’m laying out a picnic. Punnets of berries, savory muffins, and pastries for dessert. This should help make him feel better.
“How you feeling, big guy?” I offer a lopsided smile, knowing he’s in a world of pain and wishing there were more I could do.
“Fine, there is nothing wrong with me,” he grumbles, taking one of the muffins and shoving it in his mouth.
I raise a brow in Ricky’s direction, knowing how difficult Maddox would be as a patient. I’m surprised he’s still in bed and not back to work already with the others. “Got a smoke for me?” he asks, hopeful.
“Not till you’ve healed up,” Ricky warns him, coming to sit beside me, taking one of the pastries for himself. “Not going to lie, taking care of you was a lot more fun.” His hand comes to my thigh, and I stare up at him, remembering when he was taking care of me. It feels like a lifetime ago, so much has happened since then. I never could have imagined I would fall for him in the way I have, or for Maddox. I hated them back then.
“That’s because you spent the whole time feeling her up and staring at her ass,” Maddox adds.
“Ricky.” I fake disgust. “Don’t tell me you had ulterior motives when you were taking care of me.” I smirk at him playfully. I need this all to feel normal between us again, and I have no other ideas on how to get there. A little flirting can’t go astray.
“You look sexy as fuck in a pair of booty shorts, what can I say.” He gives me a cheeky wink.
Maddox fake groans in disgust.
And just like that I know things between the three of us are going to be okay. We have something special, something that will withstand this storm. I pull the flash drive out of my pocket and hand it to Ricky. “Found this in my pocket the morning after the fight, but I have no idea what’s on it.”
He studies it. “Someone slipped it into your pocket at the fight?”
“I’m not sure. Either at the theatre or while we were fighting for our lives.”
“Get me a computer, I’ll check it out for you,” Maddox tells Ricky. And I can see he’s itching to be back to work already.
“Do you need me to help you have a shower, big guy?” I laugh, remembering how he tossed me under the cold shower not so long ago when I was being a brat and refusing to leave the safety of my room. “I can help Ricky and play nurse if you want.”
“You can shower with me, baby doll.” Ricky’s eyes light up. He’s so easy to please.
“Hey, it’s me who’s injured,” Maddox complains, death glaring him.
“I thought there was nothing wrong with you,” Ricky mocks him.
Maddox laces his hand with mine. “If the pretty lady wants to play nurse and shower me, I’m not going to turn her away.”
“Is it safe?” I ask Ricky to make sure I’m not going to cause his injury to get worse. I want more than anything to get his gorgeous body all soapy, but not if I’m going to hurt him.
“Probably not for you.” Ricky smirks, cheekily.
I move around to Maddox’s side of the bed and take his hands in mine, helping him up to standing. I know I felt like death warmed over after I got shot, I could hardly move, but Maddox is strong on his feet. It’s like nothing has happened. Least that is the way he’s acting. He’s strong as an ox, and I didn’t expect anything less. If it wasn’t for the two bandages staring at me from his chest, I wouldn’t believe how severe his injuries are. He’s in just low-slung sweatpants, and I can see some intense bruising coloring his torso around his ink. Guilt eats at me. He’s hurt because of my stupidity.
“Stop looking at me like that, Harley. I’m fine, nothing but a couple of scratches and a little bruising.”
I suck in a breath. “Okay,” I mutter, trying to play it cool for him. If he wants to act like nothing’s wrong, I can pretend.
He walks on his own to the ensuite, but I stay closely by his side just in case he needs me. He leans into the ensuite, using it to balance. “You doing the whole job?” His brow raises, and I know he’s trying to be playful.
My lips turn up at the sides. This side of Maddox is my favorite. “What would the whole job entail?” I purr back, being way too flirty for this current situation. But if the man who got stabbed because of me needs a distraction from his current turmoil, I’m here for it. I flick on the water and dance my hand under the flow as I wait for it to warm up.
“Take off your clothes, temptress. I like my nurses wet and naked when they bathe me.” His dirty words send a shiver of anticipation through me that goes right to my desperate pussy. His hungry eyes meet mine, and I wonder if it’s even safe for him to have sex right now.
Ricky comes to the doorway. “No fucking, Maddox. Not till your stitches have healed.”
Maddox gives him a fierce stare that says I will do whatever the fuck I want .
“You pop those stitches, you’re on your own.” Ricky snakes an arm around my middle and pulls me into him, planting a kiss on my lips. “If our girl needs a good fucking, I can take care of it.” Ricky grins at me, and I feel a tingle go right through me again. Man, I have missed his playfulness. And the idea of having them both at the same time. Maybe I’m not so sad to be back in this place.
“Like hell you will.” Maddox removes his sweatpants, and his massive erection springs free just begging me to come play. How can the man be hard when he’s in so much pain? “Get your clothes off, Nurse Harley,” he growls out impatiently.
I pull my tank over my head, and Ricky helps me remove my bra, playing with my tits as he nuzzles my ear. “No sex, Harley. I’m serious,” he whispers in my ear.
I turn back to face him and give him a nod to tell him I hear what he’s saying loud and clear. His hand drops to the zipper on my jeans, and undoing it slowly, the look in his eyes igniting a flame with in me. I slide them down my legs, and he hooks his fingers in the side of my panties, removing them. The air in the bathroom fills with steam and deep heady desire. Both sets of eyes land on me, I can feel them, and my heart kicks up a beat.
I turn round to find Maddox stepping under the steaming shower, first wetting his hair and running his hands over his body. His muscles tense, and I know he’s in more pain than he’s willing to admit. He beacons me with his hands to join him. There is no way I could say no.
I step under the spray, and he pulls me into him close, smelling my hair. “Just like fucking sunshine,” he says, like somehow I can make him all better. And I wish it were that easy. I would do anything to take away his pain.
He leans into the tile wall, and I take a washcloth and squirt some of his body wash into it then soap up his body, just like he did mine that night in the safe house, tenderly gliding the cloth over every smooth muscle. His normally olive skin is marked with black and blue.
“You’re covered in bruises,” I gasp, not able to keep it in. “Do you need Nurse Harley to kiss you better?” I press my lips lightly to various spots over his torso and arms as he plays with my hair.
He stops abruptly, his hand coming to my side, running a finger down the length from under my arm to my hip. “So are you.” He cups my ass, running his fingers over the fleshy part of my cheeks. “And I want to know who’s been taking to your ass with a belt.”
Fuck .
I freeze. That was nearly a week ago, I didn’t think there were still marks on me from Geovani’s deliciously torturous punishment. My cheeks glow red, I can feel it, and I purposely avoid eye contact with him, continuing to wash his gorgeous body. Every muscle is ripped perfection, and that’s what I want to focus on.
He reaches out and grabs my wrist, stopping me, pulling my full attention back to his face. “Alessandro will go ape if he sees this shit.”
“Oh, come on Maddox, I’m sure he would do worse if I let him. Two peas in a fucked-up pod, those two are.” He stares at me, and I hate that we have gone back to all the serious stuff again already. “We had a fight, and this was us making up. It’s fine. I wasn’t complaining, trust me.” I push him back toward the wall and pop up on my toes so I can kiss his lips, bringing him back into the moment. He wraps his arms around my body and holds me close as our kiss intensifies.
“You’re something else, Harley Havardi.”
I smirk back at him, taking his comment as a compliment. “That’s why you love me, big guy.” I laugh playfully.
“Oh, there are so many reasons I love you.” He traces my lips with a fingertip. “Your smart mouth.” He traces down my clavicle and cups my breasts. “Your to-die-for body.” His hands come to mine, and he brings them up to his lips, kissing the backs of them. “Your capacity to love. And your desire to please.” He smirks at the last one, and I know his mind is back in Ricky’s room in the safe house. That was a fun night.
“What I want to know is what am I allowed to do for you right now? I have some serious groveling to do, and I want to get a start on it.” I bite into my lips seductively. “I know Ricky said no sex, but surely we can come up with a compromise.”
“I’m confident that we can find a way for you to make it up to me safely.” He finishes rinsing off and shuts off the water.
I grab him a towel and then wrap one around myself.
He steps out of the shower, and I see him wince. He’s tough, but he’s not invincible, and I know he’s in pain.
When we walk back into the room, we find Ricky making the bed with fresh sheets. “I was wondering where you disappeared to. Thought you were going to join us.” I raise a suggestive brow.
“Don’t tempt me.”
Maddox has already dried off and climbed into bed. Ricky checks over his waterproof bandages while I sit on the bed beside him, slipping my hand under the covers and finding his monster cock with a sultry smirk. “Hey, Ricky, you said no sex, but can we do other things? I want to make the big guy feel better.” I pout flirtatiously. Maddox’s eyes meet mine, and I know he’s up for it. He’s fucking desperate for it, I can feel by the way his cock throbs for me.
“Now I know why he calls you temptress.” He laughs. “As long as he doesn’t do anything to bust the stitches.”
Getting the okay, I slide my hand up his shaft again, and I hear him suck in a ragged breath. “So, if I do all the work?” I double-check.
“Fuck, Harley, stop teasing me, my balls are so fucking blue over here,” Maddox complains.
With a smirk I pull the covers back and climb onto the bed, discarding my towel along the way. Might as well give him a good show while I suck him off. I move between his legs and take his cock in my hands again, stroking him, before bending over to slide my tongue right along the length of it. I take him in my mouth as far as I can.
I feel Ricky’s hand on my ass, palming over the cheeks like Maddox did, and I know he’s wondering the same thing: What happened to me? He doesn’t say anything, instead he dips lower, running his fingers through my pussy in a way that sends a fresh flood of moisture right through me. “So, fucking needy and wet, aren’t you, baby doll.”
“Yes.” I groan around Maddox’s cock, needing so badly to be touched by Ricky. His fingers push inside me, filling me up, at least three of them. The sudden fullness nearly knocks the air from my lungs. I’m pushed forward onto Maddox and take his cock deeper, hitting the back of my throat, trying desperately not to gag. He’s so thick and long, it’s not an easy task. One hand tangles into the sheets as I hold on, and the other works his shaft, my eyes closing in pleasure as Ricky twists his fingers deliciously.
“That’s it, temptress, fuck me with that pretty mouth of yours.” I flick open my eyes and stare up at Maddox. Saliva drips down my face as I continue to suck back and forth, egged on by his words of encouragement. In this very second, he’s not thinking about his pain, he is concentrating on me. And he’s right, I love pleasing him. Knowing I get them all so fucking worked up is an incredible feeling. One I would like to ride the high of a lot more.
Ricky dips his face, and I feel his tongue flick over my clit, sending a shiver of anticipation right through me. He has a magic tongue. “Oh God, yes,” I moan, wanting more, but he’s teasing me giving me just a little taste, then he backs off every time, finger-fucking me instead. Every pump brings me closer to the edge, waves of pleasure tumbling through me. The way he curls his fingers inside of me is so insanely delicious. I pant for more, pulling back from Maddox for just a second, as my head spins with need.
Maddox’s hand finds my hair, gathering it up in his fingers, a cruel smirk painting his face. He’s doing everything he can to hold back today. But something just switched for him, I can see it. He wants to fuck hard like he normally can. He rocks his hips, meeting my mouth with more force. “Fuck our girl, Ricky, show her what she’s been missing out on.”
My body trembles all over. Yes, I want that, Ricky buried deep inside of me as I get Maddox off. It’s a perfect combination.
Ricky’s hand disappears for a second, then I hear him removing his pants, and without any more warning, a hand comes to my hip and the tip of his cock slides through my juices. I can practically feel the smirk on his face as he’s pushing inside of me.
“Fuck,” I cry out around Maddox’s cock. My pussy pulsing around Ricky’s huge dick. His chest presses into my back as he rocks into me. Then his hands run over my front softly as he finds my tits. He toys with my nipples, choosing one then the other to roll between his fingers. Every small movement sends a delicious sensation right through me. The combination of his cock filling me up with each deep thrust and his fingers playing with my sensitive nipples has my body on fire.
They work together filling me, and I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience. With hands roaming over me, two sets of eyes watching everything I do and waiting for me to be ready so they can up the intensity. Tears melt down my face as Maddox chokes me with his cock. I know he’s close, and I’m desperate to tip him over the edge. I want to taste him.
He holds the back of my head down on him, stopping me from bobbing back and forth. “Fuck, Harley,” he growls out his release. His eyes meet mine, a darkness coming over him. “Swallow it all.” I drink it down, then lick my lips as I pull back from him, satisfied I was able to give him a little pleasure today.
Ricky’s gone from behind me and moves me so I’m lying by Maddox’s side, then he’s on top of me again. Lifting my legs as he impales me, he stares down at me like this is the most fun he’s had in his life. And fuck, I know it’s mine. The two of them together is perfection. I will never get enough of this.
Maddox rolls on to his side, his hand roughly playing with my tits, his lips finding my bruised flesh and placing soft kisses over the marks just like I did to him in the shower. We have all been to hell and back over the last few days, and this is our disturbed kind of healing.
Ricky slams in harder as he lifts my ass off the mattress and really gives it to me. The angle he has me in makes it feel like he’s deeper than ever before. My body trembles all over, and I see stars as I tip over the edge.
My cries of pleasure fill the room as my body pulses with a tidal wave of euphoric pleasure. Ricky collapses beside me. He pulls me into a tight embrace, his grip firm and secure, positioning me so that I am facing Maddox, then he places tender kisses down my neck. Maddox reaches out and cups my face, and I kiss his hand, staring into his hazel eyes. “Can we stay in here forever?” I smile at him, relaxed and happier than I have felt in so long.
A sudden banging sounds at the door, making me flinch in shock. I was all relaxed, and now that’s about to be destroyed. I roll my eyes toward Maddox. “I guess not,” I mutter, thinking Alessandro must have heard us and is wanting in.
But seconds later, Alessandro bursts into the room, his eyes landing on me first with a flash of something that’s not anger for once. “Get dressed. Enzo and Valentina are checking in with security as we speak. They will be at the front door in five,” he says to Ricky.