CHAPTER 11
I feel like I’m about to explode as I walk out of the house to search for Viola. She shouldn’t be out on her own. Not right now, when she was clearly upset.
I could beat the hell out of my brother for the shit he spewed at her. How could he? I knew he wasn’t dealing well with the emotions our woman has brought out in him, in all of us. That’s not going to be enough to give him a pass for the lies and hurt he just let fly out of his mouth.
I shake my head and step out onto the sidewalk, looking one way and then the other. When I notice a lone figure sitting on a concrete wall halfway down the block with their shoulders slumped and shaking, my heart aches. My feet are moving before I even realize it and I’m glad I found her.
What if she had already gotten in a car and driven away? What if someone tried to take advantage of her when she’s in the state she is? I can only shudder at the thought of either scenario.
I can’t imagine something happening to her. It would break me.
It might not make sense that this woman has come to mean as much to me as she has in such a short amount of time, especially considering I’ve never been a relationship kind of guy, but I don’t feel the need to question it. It feels right when I’m around her. Why would I want the feeling to end?
Viola must hear me approaching because her head snaps up when I’m a few feet away from her. Her eyes are red rimmed and puffy and she’s not fast enough to wipe away the evidence of her tears, even though she tries.
“My ride should be here in a few minutes and then I’ll be gone from your neighborhood. No need to try and run me off quicker,” she tries to sneer the words, but they sound more sad than heated.
“I don’t want you to leave, il nostro cuore,” I tell her honestly. She blinks up at me a few times and then shakes her head slowly as if my words don’t matter. But I know they do. “I came after you because you need to know that what Mateo,” she flinches when I say his name and my heart sinks, “said was wrong and not entirely true.”
“So, I’m not a means to an end? A way for you to try and manipulate the situation?” Her voice starts to rise, becoming shrill and filled with pain, “Someone you intended to use?”
I swallow and hate myself for what I’m about to say, what I’m about to admit out loud, but I won’t lie to her. “It might have started out that way,” I tilt my head to the side, “but you probably knew that. There wasn’t any hiding it when the first time we met there was blackmail involved.”
“I guess I was just being na?ve and stupid because I know how it started, but I thought that,” her voice drops to a soft whisper I strain to hear, “it changed somewhere along the way.”
I sit down next to her and wrap an arm around her shoulders before tugging her into my side. “It did,” I admit. “I’m not even sure when.” I chuckle humorlessly. “I’ve never been in a relationship. I’ve used women for pleasure and a good time.”
“You kind of suck at pep talks,” she sulks and tries to pull away from me.
I don’t let her and tighten my hold on her. If she’s going to let me hold her then I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she stays at my side. I’ll fight dirty if I have to.
“Then I started watching you and something started to shift inside of me. I don’t know if I really understand it,” I confess. “I do know I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I want to spend time around you. I think about you when I’m not watching you and I wonder what you’re doing. I want to hear all your thoughts and I want to hold you.” I scrunch my face up a little and look straight ahead. “That is really fucking sappy sounding.”
Viola giggles softly, which would be a win on its own, but the way she presses farther into me feels even better. “Mateo doesn’t want me,” her broken words gut me. “I have a feeling with the three of you it’s all or nothing. I don’t think I could accept anything less and after everything he said…,” her words trail off, but I don’t need her to put a voice to them.
She’s unsure if she can forgive him. Well, join the fucking party. I’m not sure if I can forgive him either and I’m his damn brother.
“He has his head so far up his own ass that he can’t see what is right in front of him and what is really important.” She snorts out a small laugh and I find myself smiling softly as I glance over at her. “Would you feel better knowing he wasn’t really happy about doing business with Martinez? He wrestled with it and thought it was a necessary evil. We would have never gotten more involved in the sides of his business we don’t agree with.”
“A little,” she admits gently, “but being part of any sides of that man’s business means being linked to all of them. There might not be a lot of legal lines, but there are moral ones. What Martinez does shouldn’t be sanctioned and by dealing with him, you’re giving him a pass on his entire operation.”
I don’t know what to say to her because she’s right. Instead of saying anything, I kiss her temple. When a car pulls up in front of her and idles, she heaves a big sigh as I tense. I don’t want her to walk away and I’m man enough to admit it.
When Viola stands, my arm falls away from her shoulders and the loss of her leaves me feeling cold and empty. Fuck. I don’t like the feeling at all.
She takes a step toward the car before looking back at me and holding out her hand. My heart starts to race when I slip my hand in hers before standing and letting her lead me to the car where I happily slide in next to her.
She leans into my side and whispers in my ear, “You’ll have to be stealthy when we sneak back into my place.”
I grin down at her and wiggle my eyebrows. “Stealthy is my thing, princess.”
She rolls her eyes, but at least she’s smiling at me. I’m so fucking glad I didn’t let my brother’s fears and insecurities stop me from going after our woman. I don’t know what the future holds, but I know I want her, and I think she would have the best life between the three of us, even if Mateo doesn’t realize it yet.
The drive is quiet and, after we arrive, I follow Viola silently as we move toward the backside of her place and into her house. I’ve always wondered why her security doesn’t watch the back of the house, but they expect her to be a good girl and stay where she’s supposed to be. Dante’s head would explode if he knew his sister was sneaking out so easily.
With a tug on my hand, Viola leads me up to her room and all thoughts or cares about Dante and his reaction to what our woman does evaporate. I’m hypnotized by the subtle sway of her hips and my fingers flex with the need to grab hold and fuck her deep.
Once we enter her room, I tug her back to me, wrapping my arms around her body as I kiss and nip along the column of her neck. She moans and arches her body, pressing her round ass against the rigid length of my cock trapped in my pants. My dick has been begging to be buried inside of her since the moment she came sweeping into the living room with fire burning in her eyes.
She was a fucking vision.
“Marco,” she breathes and my control snaps.
I grip her hips and spin her around before picking her up by sliding my hands around to her ass. When her legs wrap around me, her pussy grinds against my straining dick which has me hissing at how fucking good it feels.
“Fuck, il nostro cuore,” I groan as my lips hover above hers, “I need you.”
“I need you too,” she pants right before she presses her lips against mine.
The kiss we share is almost fucking frantic. It’s been too damn long since I’ve tasted her and I’m starving. Everything in me is screaming at me to rip the clothes from her body and take her hard and fast.
I press her back against the wall, using my hips to pin her in place as I start to undress her. Her hands move at a frenzied pace as she does the same to me. I hate it when I set her down on her feet in order to take off everything below the waist, but the moment of not having her in my arms will be worth it.
After I unzip my pants, I kick them and my shoes away from us as I snatch her body up against mine again, this time feeling all of her. “So fucking soft,” I mutter and bury my face in her neck.
I kiss her skin before I bite down, wanting to leave my mark behind.
“I want to be able to see you this time,” she requests gently and all I can do is nod.
I want to see her too. Thinking back, I’m not even sure how we learned about the kink the three of us all enjoy. It’s not the only one considering the three of us are dominant men in general, but there’s something about taking away a sense which people heavily rely on that is such a fucking turn on.
There’s so much trust required. Viola wasn’t scared and she gave herself over to us.
She’s perfect for us.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast this first time, Viola,” I warn her.
I look down into her brown eyes and see her need for me. The way she bites her lip, the edge of her straight, white teeth digging into her plump lower lip, has pre-cum dripping from the tip of my cock. I lift her a little more and her small hands reach between us to grip my shaft.
I shudder at the feeling of notching into place and then I’m pushing inside. As much as I want to ram home in one thrust, I grit my teeth and hold myself in check. Being inside of this woman should be savored.
This is the first time I’m enjoying her sweet pussy and it isn’t lost on me.
I stare into her eyes as I fill her, both of us holding our breath until I’m buried all the way inside of her. Our simultaneous exhales make my body tingle.
“Your pussy is fucking perfection,” I rasp and Viola smiles at me.
Her smile quickly falls as her jaw goes slack when I start to move. The way I drag my cock in and out of her wet pussy has me brushing across her g-spot with each movement.
“Can’t wait to watch you explode for me,” I grunt, barely able to hold back from fucking her harder.
I won’t be able to hold off for much longer.
“Please, Marco,” she begs, her voice getting higher, “I need you to fuck me harder. Make me feel you for days.”
Her words push me right over the edge and something feral rises inside of me and takes over. I plow in and out of her stretched cunt, my hips moving quickly as I fuck her. She takes every thrust, and her moans and whimpers beg for more.
Her hips move to meet mine as sweat starts to coat my skin. When her fingers dive into my hair and she gives a tug, I bury my face against her neck again and snarl.
As we move together, faster and harder, I can feel my balls drawing up. I almost sigh in relief when her walls start to tighten because I need her to come first.
I yank my head away from her neck just in time to watch her eyes roll back in her head as her body tenses and she explodes. Our woman is more beautiful than I remember when lost to passion. I want to see this look on her face every single day.
I follow right behind her, filling her with my cum and unable to hold back. We’re panting when I can finally feel my legs and I carry her over to her bed and lay her down.
As I hover above her, I smirk and promise, “I’m not done with you yet, il nostro cuore. Not by a long shot.”
Her legs tightening around my waist is all the invitation I need. This time I’ll savor her. Or maybe I’ll have her ride me. So many possibilities and I’m going to enjoy each and every one.