CHAPTER 11
I’m being suffocated by alpha male energy. I want to hate it. I want to be the woman who is screaming and stomping her foot while telling all the men surrounding me to leave me alone.
It’s not exactly the first time I’ve been around a group of men who think they all know what is best for me and don’t have a problem telling me their thoughts. Hell, I grew up around men like that my entire life. I hated it then.
The thing is, and I would never admit this out loud, when it comes to Gio, Leo, and Rocco and all their male energy…I like it. Actually, that’s not true. I fucking love it.
I feel protected and cherished in a way I’ve never allowed myself to feel before. Maybe it’s not about what I allowed myself to feel and it’s just them—the men who have invaded my life and refuse to let me go.
It’s been three days since the flowers arrived and I haven’t been alone for a moment since then. I should be annoyed by now, especially considering how much time I spent alone before. I’m just not. Wild, right?
Thankfully since I work from home doing the books for all the DSMC businesses, I’m able to work when I want and it’s easy to stay on top of things. It’s not like I have to work at all. My account is plenty full, but I like to be able to indulge in things when I want them without having to run to Daddy for money. How cliché would that be?
My men, because that is exactly what they are, were surprised to find out I’m the one keeping the DSMC accounts in line, but I just giggled and shrugged at the surprised looks on their faces. It’s not something I advertised. I wasn’t mad just because they probably assumed I don’t work considering that is exactly what I wanted people to think.
Today Rocco and Giovanni are out working which means that Leonardo is home with me. I can’t help but smile at the conversation we had first thing this morning when he walked back into my house right before his brothers had to leave.
Leo saw the smile on my face and scowled at me, “This would be easier if you would just agree to stay with us.”
I challenged him from where I was standing in the kitchen, my hands finding my hips as I sassed him, “Easier for whom exactly?”
As Leo stalked across the space between us, looking completely like the dangerous predator he is, his eyes roamed up and down my body. “Easier for everyone. Our place is locked up tight and I know you’d be safe there.”
“I’m safe here,” I pointed out, hating the way the thought of not being safe in my own home made me feel small.
When he was close enough, his hands cupped my face, and the action made me feel dainty and treasured. Then there was the way Leo’s eyes softened as he looked down at me. My mind started reeling while trying to put all the pieces of our past, present, and future together into something that made sense. It wasn’t easy considering it felt like I was missing some pieces. It has felt that way from the moment their eyes heated as they cornered me and asked me about Club Sin and I’m not sure it’ll be going away anytime soon.
“We just want to keep you safe,” Leo’s voice had a hint of pleading in it as his eyes implored me to give into him.
I sighed and muttered, “I’ll think about it.”
The way Leo smiled down at me had my heart pounding in my chest. Gio is the brother who smiles easily. Rocco is the brooding one, but Leo is serious in a way that makes you think he’s incapable of smiling. Seeing him smiling was kind of like the sun coming out after a storm you were positive would last forever.
Then he kissed me in a way that had my mind totally blanking. If he wants me to seriously consider going to their place, then kissing me was not the way to do it. I’m pretty sure I lost a few words and the ability to make those origami game things from elementary school from the kiss alone and I’m not getting that shit back.
Alas, it’s lost forever because I was kissed within an inch of my life by a man I’ve been crushing on since forever.
Yeah, the last few days have been surreal as fuck.
There’s been a lot to find unbelievable. Like how the Guidice brothers seem to have moved in with me, even if only temporarily, without consulting me. Or how they kiss me without warning and don’t give a fuck if their brother is there watching or not. Then there’s how they look at me with soft eyes when I know they are hard men who thrive on strength and never showing weakness.
Things have been quiet, and I haven’t gotten any more flowers. No one has called me that I don’t know. I haven’t seen anything suspicious happening around my house.
I’m almost starting to believe I made the whole thing up.
But the flowers did get delivered along with the card.
It’s possible it was all designed to scare me, but my gut is telling me that isn’t the case. I learned to trust my gut a long time ago. Growing up the way I did meant I relied on my instincts to tell me who I could trust and who was just trying to use me.
It served me well on more than one occasion.
It’s also led me to be more alone in my life than I would probably like. My family, the club, and the Guidice family ended up being the only people who I found I could trust long term.
When a knock comes from the front door, I don’t think twice about going to open it. Probably because a few minutes ago Leo kissed me into a puddle of goo, hearts, and need. I shouldn’t be held responsible for the choices I make in such situations.
Just as I open the door, Leo comes tearing into the room, his eyes wide and wild. He barks, fury rolling off him, “What are you doing, Fleur? Don’t open the door.”
I slam it closed without even looking to see why someone was knocking and the whole reason Leo, Gio, and Rocco have been sticking close fills my mind again. I practically leap away from the door as Leo comes closer.
He kisses my forehead and nudges me toward the couch before he pulls a gun from the small of his back. I gasp softly, but it’s not because he has a gun. I’ve grown up around guns and I’m a pretty good shot myself. I just had no idea he was carrying one in my home.
Leo’s jaw ticks as he opens the door slightly and looks outside, the muscles of his back bunching as his gaze sweeps one direction and then the other. He lets out a sound between a huff and a growl before he bends and picks something up and slams the door closed.
When he turns, there is fire burning in his eyes and my heart is pounding. My voice is shaky, “What is it?”
Leo holds out the box, which clearly isn’t the kind of box that is delivered in the mail. It’s also one I recognize because it’s from a high-end lingerie store in town. It’s the kind of place that only carries imported lace bras and panties, the ones you buy for special occasions or when you want to feel extra special.
I gasp and my eyes fill with tears when I look up at him, the hard set of his jaw telling me he didn’t order whatever is inside the box and his brothers didn’t either. I’m almost positive Leo is going to try and shield me from the reality of the situation. He’s so protective it wouldn’t be a shock at all.
I barely hold in my yelp of surprise when I’m jostled on the couch by him sitting down next to me. The silence surrounding us is deafening and the need to fill it is overwhelming. “I know this store. It’s a great lingerie place. I’ve shopped there before,” I babble, unable to stop myself.
Leo nods once, the action curt and filled with barely controlled anger. When I reach for the box, Leo doesn’t let it go so I open it while he continues to hold it. The red lace lingerie inside is pretty, but it almost makes my stomach roll and pitch.
My hands are shaking when I pick up the note on top. Part of me doesn’t want to know, but I know that I need to know. Being in the dark is not the answer. I flip the card over and drop it back down into the box.
Soon. I’ll be seeing you in just this while I make you mine.
Bile rises in the back of my throat and Leo closes the box, his actions controlled and far calmer than I would expect. When I look up to find his deep brown eyes, the same eyes he shares with all the men of the Guidice family, I find a volcano of emotion there.
Leo stands up and then strides across the room to place the box on the kitchen island. I feel detached as I watch him pull his phone out of his pocket and type something, I’m sure to his brothers. I must make a sound of distress because his head snaps over to look at me and his eyes soften.
He closes the distance between us in no time and then I’m up and in his arms as he carries me into my bedroom and lays me down on the bed. I slowly feel my brain and body come back online as he undresses me. As he gets undressed himself, I can’t even enjoy the show while looking right at him.
It’s only when his warmth seeps into me because he covers my body with his that I find I can move. I wrap my arms and legs around him as I bury my face in his neck. As I take a deep breath, I find myself calming even more with his scent surrounding me.
“Please make me forget. Make me feel anything else,” I beg him.
Leo pulls back and stares down into my eyes for a long moment, so long I’m sure he’s going to say no. He must see how much I need him written all over my face because without warning he’s filling me with his long, thick cock in one thrust.
I cry out and arch my back, my pussy stretching to accommodate him. We’ve done a lot of exploring and experimenting over the last few days and he’s been inside of me before, but there’s something different about this. Maybe it’s because I need him right now or maybe it’s because we’re alone.
No matter the reason, I soak up the feeling of him giving me exactly what I need as he starts to move. I arch my back as his lips trail down my chest and he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. He bites down and my pussy squeezes his length in response.
The groan that comes out of Leo is positively sinful and lights me up from the inside out. It’s hard to believe I’m capable of pulling sounds like that out of such a serious man. I understand why he wears the mask he does—and the same thing goes for Gio and Rocco—but to be the person they trust to let it slip and be themselves is something I value more than I could ever say.
“That’s it,” he grunts after popping off my nipple and trailing his mouth toward my other one, “squeeze my cock with your pretty pussy.”
“Leo,” I moan, my hips moving to meet his thrusts as he moves faster and harder. He hits a special place inside of me every time and the way his length drags across my walls has lights flashing in front of my eyes. “Please. I need it.”
Right before he latches onto my other nipple he rasps, “What do you need?”
“You to fill me with your cum,” I gasp out the last word as he bites down on my nipple, and I go soaring over the edge.
I’m pretty sure it’s all in my head, but the stirring notes of music reaching a crescendo wraps around us as stars dance and fireworks explode. Maybe it’s not happening in my head. Maybe it’s happening in my soul.
That’s the way all three of my men make me feel. Like I’m embarking on the greatest adventure while cocooned in safety and seeing the Earth’s greatest wonders. I don’t know how they manage it, but I’m grateful and humbled by how lucky I am in this moment and every moment I’ve spent with them.
Leo growls in the back of his throat as he pumps his hips a few more times and then fills me to the hilt while jets of his cum paint my walls. I can feel every one of them and how deep they are inside of me.
Their words have claimed me, so have their kisses, but there is something different about being claimed this way. It’s primal and feels like it can never be erased or washed away. Logically, I know it’s not the case, but I wrap the feeling around me anyway and let it settle like the perfect blanket.
We stare into each other’s eyes as our breathing goes back to normal even though our hearts are still racing. It’s a problem I always seem to have around my men. I’m not complaining because it lets me know I’m alive.
I don’t know if he fucked me just to get my mind off the gift and the note, but I’m not complaining. From the satisfaction rolling off my man, I’d say it was much more than a tactic. Either way, the only thing I can focus on is the man my body is pressed up against and the promise of his brothers being back home soon.
I let out a little yelp of surprise as Leo rolls me along with him, his cock still inside of me as I’m sprawled out over his chest. My eyes feel heavier and heavier with each breath I take. The last thing I feel is Leo kissing the top of my head as I drift off.