35
LEVI
“ F old,” I huff, slamming my cards down on the table.
“What do you mean fold?” Sera snaps. She leans forward, lifting my cards to reveal two pairs and a king. She hisses through her teeth sympathetically when she realizes I’m not faking this time. All night she’s been accusing me of letting her win, but between Luca and I, I’m the one losing.
“What do you have?” she asks Luca.
“Four of a kind.” He spreads his cards on the table, revealing four sixes.
“Royal flush, boys!” she smirks, sliding her hand across the table. Her eyes are wide with elation. I can tell she’s just as surprised that she’s winning because her tells are all over the place. I remind myself we need to work on her poker face, but for now, I’m just enjoying this time with her.
We’ve been all over the Bay today, dropping in on her clubs to make sure everything is ticking over smoothly. Minus a few short deliveries, everything is going well and there haven’t been any attempts to fuck with Bianchi’s businesses. So with the Vulture’s new allegiance to Bianchi, we took the opportunity to relax a little in Haze tonight .
“I’m bored,” I huff, slinging back a glass of bourbon.
Sera laughs at me, dealing out a new hand to each of us. “You’re bored because you’re losing.”
I gape back at her playfully, clutching my chest and mocking a painful death.
“She’s not wrong,” Luca chuckles.
“Not you too! I thought you were on my side.”
Luca shrugs back at me, fanning his cards. “I don’t know what gave you that impression.”
Giovanni stifles a laugh from the corner of the room, so I toss him a glare for good measure too.
“Well,” I say, setting my eyes on the pair now ganging up on me. “How about we make it interesting?”
Sera narrows her eyes on me. “How?”
I can already see the cogs turning in her head, which should make me nervous. I’ve had enough whisky to ignore her glare, though. “Blackjack,” I answer. “But with a twist. First one to go bust loses a piece of clothing.”
Luca shakes his head, muttering into his cards, “Any excuse to get naked.”
Sera shifts in her chair. “Okay, two things. “ She holds up two fingers in the air. “One; I’m only wearing three items of clothing. Two; you’re already losing. I don’t think your luck is going to change.”
“Oh and shoes don’t count,” I add—just to level the playing field.
“So I have two items of clothing to lose!” Sera exclaims.
“Scared?” I ask, raising a brow at her. I already know I’ve got her. Knowing Sera for so long means I know that she’ll never back down from a challenge. She hates to be seen as weak, and while this is just for fun, I know she’ll take the bait.
Sera looks at Luca, contemplating in silence for a heavy beat before she flattens her palms against the green cloth. “Fuck it. I’m in.”
“Atta girl,” I smile. “Luca?”
“Fine,” he huffs, throwing back the rest of his whiskey.
On cue, Giovanni steps out of the room. I guess he doesn’t want to be around his leader when she gets naked, which is fine by me because I’m anticipating it.
We refresh the deck, Sera dealing the first round of cards.
Glancing at Luca, he doesn’t even shift in his seat. His face is stoic, calm, collected. He’s always had a good poker face, even when he’s losing, so I’m not really surprised at what I see.
I stare down at my own cards.
Figlio di puttana .
I’m looking at a ten and six in my hand.
“What’s the matter, Marchese?” Luca smirks.
“Hit me,” I order Sera.
She slides a card over to me.
I hesitate for a moment before I pick it up. I inhale deeply, turning it over and I sigh, “Bust.”
“Eat your words, Marchese!” Sera screams, doubling over in laughter at my expense.
“Yeah, yeah.” I unbutton my shirt, my eyes lingering on Sera as she bites down on her lip. Yeah, I knew what I was doing when I came up with this idea. I’m testing the boundaries on whether Sera really wants this. She said she wants both of us, but what if she has us both in a room at the same time? Will she change her mind? I know she’s never done anything like this before, so I wonder if she’ll actually follow through?
Tossing my shirt at her, she hollers out excitedly. “I like this game,” she giggles, swinging the shirt over her head.
Luca rolls his eyes, but I can tell he’s just as intrigued as I am. He throws his cards back in the middle, then the cycle starts all over again.
I deal the cards expertly, resisting the urge to cheat.
Luca is next to lose. He opts for his pants, kicking them off haphazardly on to the floor.
I don’t miss the bulge concealed in his boxers. Maybe this was a bad idea.
Shaking my head, I push those thoughts away. No . I have to know whether Sera really wants this. And she needs to understand what it means to have us both, because neither Luca nor I are willing to back down for the other.
Luca deals next, tossing us two cards each.
Sera giggles again, calling out for another card. When she’s happy, she hugs them to her chest.
It’s my turn to call for another card, instantly regretting it as soon as the words leave my mouth. Call it intuition but as soon as Luca smirks at me, I know he’s fixed the cards.
“Asshole,” I mutter, tossing my two jacks and a five into the middle of the table. I undo my belt, slapping it onto the table before undoing my trousers. They drop to the floor, and I kick them off along with my shoes.
How the fuck is Sera still fully clothed, while Luca and I are down three items of clothing between us?
I’m just in my boxers now, gazing at an elated, grinning Sera. She chews her lip, taking the deck of cards back and shuffling them. She’s clearly enjoying the show, and I can see why. She has two naked guys in front of her, battling to see more than what her slinky silver dress currently reveals.
“Seems your plan has backfired, Marchese,” Sera taunts.
“You’re telling me,” I murmur.
“Aww… come on, Levi. You look so good.” She licks her lips as she deals out the next set of cards.
I win the next hand, excitement bubbling under the surface when Sera huffs and stands.
“Bust,” she sighs. Slowly, she lifts the hem of her dress, exposing her deliciously creamy thighs. Her fingers play with the edge of her panties, eyes darting between Luca and I. She knows what we want, but she’s an expert in the way she teases us both.
After an intense second, Sera tucks her thumbs into her panties and slides them down her legs. One foot at a time, she unhooks her lacy panties before tossing them into the center of the table.
Damn.
Just the thought of what’s hiding beneath that dress, barely concealed, has my cock achingly hard. All I want is to pin her to this table and lick her slick pussy. I know Sera too well to know this is definitely turning her on. There’s no point trying to hide my own excitement in front of these two, but it’s still embarrassing when Luca has barely flinched.
Pushing the dirty thoughts from my mind, I deal the next hand. Luca loses again, peeling his shirt from his muscular body. I finally see why Sera is so attracted to him. He’s got that tight surfer body down to a T, all he’d have to do is ruffle up his blonde hair from its slicked back position and he’d have the image completely nailed.
Luca deals after me, and the sudden turn of events has me shook.
“Bust,” he says monotonously, tossing his cards away.
Sera smirks, her eyes alight with what I can only describe as desire. “Come on, Fontana. Don’t be shy.”
“Funny,” he cocks back at her. “I’ve got nothing to be shy about.”
Sera stands up and rounds the table, pulling Luca up to stand with her. “Agreed.”
In a matter of seconds, she’s on her knees, pulling his cock free. It’s large and veiny. Yeah, I’m staring. But I don’t give two shits. Sera is practically devouring it in front of me, running her tongue up and down the length while maintaining eye contact with him.
“Shit!” Luca gasps, combing his fingers through Sera’s dark strands. “That’s not fair.”
Sera releases a giggle, turning to me with accusation in her eyes. “I think we all knew where this game was heading.” She winks at me before returning to the task at hand; sucking Luca off right in front of me.
Luca smirks. I don’t know if he knows I’m pissed that this has backfired or if he’s too fired up to care, enjoying Bianchi’s mouth around his big dick.
Fuck this.
“Really?” I can’t believe this shit. She said she wanted us both and she’s over there choosing him.
Sera releases Luca with a pop, her eyes narrowing on me as she turns. She starts to crawl towards me with prowess. Her hips sway, like she’s a damn vixen. Once she’s situated between my legs, she peels her dress off over her head. Her beautiful tits heave with her breaths, her nipples tightening under the chill of the AC. With her hands on my knees, she tugs at my boxers.
“Really,” she insists, forcing all my previous anger away from my mind.
I hesitate for a second, watching Luca pump his angry dick in front of me. It’s not that I’m put off by it, but I’m almost certain he’s bigger than I am, and if that doesn’t set off my diffident thoughts, I don’t know what would.
“Levi?”
I turn my attention back to Sera.
She looks so uncertain, doubt swimming in her eyes and it’s all because of me. I’ll be damned if I’m about to back out of what I started, though.
With a brief nod, I lift my hips and Sera drags my boxers off all too eagerly. She licks her lips before hungrily licking away at my cock. Fuck, that feels so good. The sensation takes me by surprise, my pulse quickening as I grip the chair.
“Are we really doing this here?” I rasp, trying to control the urge not to fire into Sera’s hot, wet mouth so soon. It’s damn hard to with the way she expertly pumps and licks, hollowing out her cheeks to blow me harder.
Luca’s lips lift at the corners as he continues to fist his dick. “Seems like Bianchi has already decided.”
Sera looks up at me, mouth full and brown eyes wide. There’s a playful smile pushing her lips apart as she takes me, but fuck if she doesn’t look good.
I throw my head back as she slides her mouth back down the length, licking the tip playfully.
My dick jerks automatically, anticipation brimming at the end of my cock as she cleans me up.
“Fuck!”
She gazes back up at me, her lips glistening with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum. “I want you both,” she reminds me .
I nod. That’s all I can really do because she is already turning back to Luca to give me a full view of her gorgeous ass.
Sera grips Luca’s thighs as she takes his length in her mouth. Her moans blend with Luca’s groans of satisfaction as he fists her hair and guides her deep down his length. It’s rough, almost dirty, but Sera seems to like the way Luca takes control. It’s not demanding or dangerous, it’s the perfect blend of dominance and submission.
“That’s it, Dolcezza . Take all of me.” Luca’s voice comes out gravelly, sexy. I’m not even ashamed to say that his harsh tone ignites something deep within me. He’s in awe of our leader on her knees for him, not one bit of malice dripping in those words.
Meanwhile, Sera takes him deeper, her shoulders heaving as she gags over his cock.
After a couple more seconds, Luca pulls her away, her choppy breaths accompanying the music playing in the background.
Sera slips free, saliva coating her chin. Her eyes are brimming with tears, but she smiles back at me, gesturing for me to join her. With her on her knees like this, there’s no way I can say no. Not when she looks like she does in those heels.
I stand up, approaching Sera nervously.
She reaches out, running her palm down my shaft. “You’re both coming tonight.”
That’s all the encouragement I need as Sera leans forward and takes me in her mouth. I don’t even give a shit that she’s just been deep throating Fontana, or the fact she’s sharing her time between us. This isn’t how I saw things going, but then again, I think this is better than I ever could imagine.
Sera expertly pumps Luca’s dick while she closes her eyes, taking me deeper in her mouth.
“Fuck, Sera,” I groan.
Luca reaches forward, pulling her hair over her shoulder. “You look so good sucking his cock, Dolcezza ,” he growls.
The combination of Sera’s mouth and Luca’s praise has me moaning louder. I’ve never been a fan of praise, but Luca’s is sincere. It has me attempting to suppress the urge to come, but it’s so damn hard.
“That’s it, Dolcezza . Take it all.”
Sera slides her mouth down my cock until I hit the back of her throat.
It takes less than two seconds before I’m coming, spurting into the back of her throat, shuddering. I ride out my orgasm, Sera’s hot tongue licking me clean, hungrily, a sultry smile playing on her lips.
I thumb her cheek, happiness swimming in those gorgeous brown eyes of hers before nodding toward Luca. It’s only fair he finishes now.
Without another word, Sera turns. I don’t let her get far, though. I grab her hips, repositioning her so that Luca is leaning back on the poker table with Sera bent over him.
“We can’t forget about our leader, can we?” I rasp in her ear.
She shivers at the intonation, looking up at Luca who gives her a nod of approval. She moans over Luca’s cock as she deepthroats him again, his groans filling the room. He holds her there, lifting his hips so he can fuck her mouth, while I slip two fingers inside her soaked pussy.
She gasps, pulling away from Luca for a brief moment to catch her breath.
“Does that feel good, Dolcezza ?” Luca asks, pushing her hair out of the way.
“Don’t stop!” she cries over her shoulder.
I smile back at her. “I don’t plan to.”
Plunging my fingers in and out of her, I reach around and start circling her clit. She moans out again, this time Luca joining her as he picks up the pace with his hips. He calls out for her one last time before slumping back on the table. Sweat glistens down his taut body, that fire he ignited earlier is starting to burn up my insides. It’s strange, unfamiliar. I can’t even pinpoint what it is but I like it.
Luca turns, rolling Sera onto her back and spreading her thighs. Now that I’ve got the perfect angle, I can really feast on Sera like the meal she is. This is the only woman I will ever be on my knees for and she fucking knows it.
Suddenly all the thoughts about logistics or the idea of sharing her with someone else are a distant memory. Everything seems to be fitting perfectly. We’re synchronized. I understand now more than ever how this can work. I don’t need to worry about it, I just need to be in the moment.
Luca kisses Sera deeply, his tongue exploring hers without a real care for the fact she’s just swallowed both of our cum.
Leaning forward, I run my tongue up her inner thigh, teasing her the way I know she enjoys it.
“Levi,” she moans raspily, her body bucking under the desperation. Her heels dig into my shoulders as I repeat the action, trailing my tongue along her other thigh. Only this time, I continue over her hot, pink pussy, lapping her up with languid strokes.
She’s writhing beneath us now, her hands running through Luca’s hair while he sucks on her nipples, devouring her delicious tits. She’s like a fucking goddess. Her dark hair cascades behind her like chocolate ribbons, her swollen lips parted and glistening. Her chest heaves, sweat beading over her temple while anticipation claws at her.
She clenches around my finger. “Levi,” she pants.
“What does she taste like?” Luca asks in a gravelly tone.
Reluctantly, I pull away to answer him, licking my lips. “Like fucking heaven.”
Luca moves away from Sera, coming to stand where I am. He doesn’t need permission, though. I’m already climbing onto the table, kissing Sera’s soft skin. Starting at her shoulder, I work my way over her silky skin. I finally reach her mouth, but she pulls away.
There’s a moment where silence fills the space between us, doubt floating in the ether. It only lasts a second before Sera’s eyelashes flutter and she gasps. Before I have the chance to think about it, I slam my mouth onto hers, swallowing her sweet little moans.
Those little moans soon become pleasurable cries as she grips me close, her hips starting to buck as she rides Luca’s face. I never thought I’d be so turned on by another guy eating my girl out, yet here I am, getting hard all over again.
“Luca!” she screams, her words getting choked up in her throat as she loses herself to her orgasm. She rides every second out on Luca’s tongue, her hips slowing down until she’s a quivering mess.
“Fucking beautiful,” I whisper in her ear, making her giggle.
Her softs pants lull me close. I kiss her lips once more before turning to Luca.
He stands up from his position, licking his lips. His own dick is back to full salute as he looks me in the eye, but we both seem to ignore that fact.
“How does she taste?” I repeat his question.
“You’re right. She does taste like heaven.”