22. ~Emilio~
22
~Emilio~
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” I warned Nico.
“I can’t help her if I don’t know what happened,” he argued right back.
Goddammit. I eyed Julian, who was typing on his phone while also paying attention to our conversation. “We’re all in this together. I’m in agreement with Nico.”
“And if he loses control?” He’d been holding it so tightly together over the last couple of weeks. We were expecting the snap at any time.
“He won’t. At least not in the way you mean. Caterina is around.”
We were actually standing in her apartment.
Nico had asked us to meet him here as he’d been driving back from retrieving her from the Leone Estate. Getting her the hell out of there had been more like it.
After Nico had reported to us exactly what had happened during his pre-meeting with Santino and Marco and it had been discovered what Santino had planned for Caterina, beyond the actual marriage, we’d been on high alert. Hence me keeping watch over her.
Julian had gone to the Business Forum event tonight to keep an eye on her, because he blended in much better in a public, fancy setting like that than I did, and it was his thing. When Angelo had shown up, he’d taken the opportunity to read him and he’d picked up on his ill intent toward her. And the immediacy of it as well. I’d then hacked into the surveillance system at the Leone Estate and I’d come across the conversation the old bastard had been having with Caterina, realizing where it had been headed—to her being hurt, and I’d warned Nico. He’d reached out to Dante, who we knew had an affinity for Caterina, an almost fatherly sentiment toward her, really. Nico had pretended that he’d wished to seal the deal with the engagement and Dante, obviously suspicious about the way Caterina had been brought in like a fucking criminal, had easily agreed to allow him passage. Anything to interrupt the meeting with her father.
And thank fuck we’d managed it, because Nico had reported that when he’d walked in, Santino had been strangling her. As if it hadn’t been enough that he’d slapped her twice, even making her bleed.
I’d seen the whole thing prior to him heading down there, then I’d closed my connection, not wanting to be in their system too long in case we got caught. I hadn’t shown what I’d seen to Nico. It went against my hatred of having secrets between us, but this was different, something that I worried could send him headlong into a full-on feral state. When things were so precarious and knowing that state would be directed at Santino Leone, it was beyond concerning.
Now he was insisting on reviewing it because Caterina had barely looked at any of us when we’d come back to her apartment and had instead rushed into her bedroom and locked the door. Nico had mentioned that she’d been silent the whole car ride as he’d driven her here, too.
She hadn’t even snatched up her laptop that was on the coffee table to keep it from us like she usually would have.
What had happened tonight had really messed her up.
I wasn’t fucking surprised after what I’d borne witness to.
“Fine,” I relented, handing Nico my phone with the footage I’d acquired.
As he took it, I stepped back and perched on the edge of the couch beside Julian.
I looked over his shoulder, finding him working on some plans for another hotel, it seemed. With a club inside? “What’s that all about? Didn’t know you were expanding.”
“It’s something I ran by Cat earlier. Partnering together on a mega-hub of sorts.”
“Mega-hub?”
“A hotel, retail space, conference facilities, a wealth of entertainment offerings starting with a club, the whole nine.” He smiled. “You’ll see. I’m just working on the proposal and business plan right now.”
“That’s ambitious.”
He chuckled. “That’s what Cat said.”
“And she’s up for this?”
“She’s looking to grow her empire.”
“I meant the partnership aspect.”
“She told me to send her the details. She was interested for sure.”
“And you think doing this now with the shitshow we’re buried in is the best idea?”
He stared at me over his phone, giving me his full attention, instead of his divided, multi-tasking attention. “She needs something to look forward to. Something to bolster her, give her hope. And after we found out exactly what Santino and that sleazy shit, Angelo, want to do to her, something to give her a sense of empowerment, while everything and everyone else looks to be trying to take that away from her.”
Talk about a kick in the emotional gut. “Sunshine, that’s really thoughtful,” I said, reaching out and clasping his free hand.
That wasn’t the only thoughtful thing he’d done for her tonight. She’d accidentally left her award behind at the event earlier, and he’d made sure to retrieve it for her. Beyond that was the fact that he’d been slated to receive a Social Good Award for the Carver Foundation’s philanthropic efforts that had aided communities in and around the City of Tolhurst in a massive way over the last few years, but he’d declined to accept it in-person, asking for it to be sent to him instead, all so that Caterina’s moment wasn’t stolen from her with his. Julian Carver turning down publicity and recognition was a hell of a thing. Him going to those efforts for her was another.
He'd really taken a shine to her. Usually it was just sexual interest for him, but this was beyond that. He liked her as a person, respected her, and he wanted to be in her company, irrespective of anything sexual.
He wasn’t the only one who she’d grown on either. What had occurred in that alley between us was still playing on my mind.
A snarl from Nico pulled me from my thoughts.
I looked out to see his fingers tightened around my phone so much he was damn close to breaking the thing.
“Nico,” I called.
His head shot up and his gaze clashed with mine, that dangerous look in his eyes that promised punishment and a whole fucking massacre flaming with fury.
No… wait. Not just fury. Pain.
For her, for Caterina.
Somehow, with that in play and a factor this time, it enabled him to blink out of that dangerous state and even walk to me and hand me my phone back without a burst of violence thrown into the mix. Without him escalating.
He wasn’t alone with those feelings. I was fighting them, too. And Julian was focusing on the expansion thing in a bid to sublimate his. We were all sick about it.
“All right?” I asked, warily.
“He’s mine. I’ll rip him apart with my bare fucking hands.”
“No arguments here,” Julian said, pocketing his phone in his suit jacket.
“He’s first,” Nico growled.
“No. Angelo is,” Caterina’s voice sounded a moment before we looked to see her striding back into her living room. She was dressed down in black yoga pants and a turquoise strappy tank, her wavy hair pulled into a high ponytail. My fist clenched almost of its own accord as I zoned in on her bleeding cheek.
She headed straight for her laptop, snatched it off the coffee table, then sat beside Julian, opened it up, and began typing rapid-fire.
“What are you doing?” Nico asked, walking to her.
Julian leaned over to peer at her screen. “Jesus Christ.”
Nico was there in the next moment, sitting down next to her, and seeing whatever was going on for himself. “You can’t do this.”
“I sure as fuck can,” she bit back. “I’m gonna hit the bastard where it hurts. Wipe out his account in one fucking shot and send evidence to Santino of the fact that he’s been siphoning Leone Family funds in order to build such a significant nest egg. This will strike at what matters most to him—money and power.”
“You do this right now and he’ll know it’s you,” Nico warned.
“It won’t matter. He’ll be disgraced.”
“You’re ignoring the political ramifications. He has support from Leone soldiers and their other Capos. You’ll make yourself into their target.”
She scoffed. “You saw that contract. I’m already their target.”
“This is different. They’ll take your life.”
“Maybe that’s for the best,” she muttered under her breath.
My gut twisted at her words. The utter pain in them, the defeat. This wasn’t the woman that we’d come to know.
“What?” Nico demanded, snatching the laptop from her and closing the lid. “What the fuck did you just say?”
“You know what’s in store for me. I experienced a preview of it tonight, first in the limo with Angelo and then in my father’s office. The freedom of death sounds a whole lot more appealing than being bound to this fucked-up fate.”
Nico shoved the laptop at me, giving me a signal to shut down what she’d already pulled up. Then he was right beside her grasping her jaw in a firm and uncompromising grip. “It won’t be freedom. It’ll be a fucking tragedy.”
As I got to work, she jerked from his grip, then shot to her feet and shoved him away. “It’s easy for you to say. You might be a pawn in this fucked-up game, but you still have power and you still have the inside track with all of it. You’re a dominating force in this sick game of theirs and I’m… not. They want me broken, they want to—”
“I know exactly what they want, but that doesn’t matter. They won’t fucking get it.”
She spun to face him. “Did you not read that stuff about our wedding night?”
“I did and we won’t be spending it at the Leone Estate, so you can relax where that’s concerned right now.”
She cocked an eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”
“Let’s just say that the Leone Estate won’t be safe that night.”
“I’m gonna need much more than that.”
I finished shutting down the invasive hack she’d already started, relief rolling through me that we’d stopped her just in time. Although, I could see up close now just how goddamn fast she was that she’d managed to get so far in such a short amount of time. She was a fucking hacker extraordinaire. Amazing.
“And you’ll get it. That’s why I arranged this gathering between the four of us tonight,” Nico assured her. He walked to her, closing the distance between them. “What they want and what will actually transpire are very different things. Tonight was just a lot and I can see how much it’s affected you and even undermined your confidence.” He took her hand. “Don’t allow them to get to you. Don’t let them make you forget just how much power you truly have. You’re an accomplished puppet master. You’ve been moves ahead many times in the past. Even over me, and that’s really saying something. Between your skills, what you’re capable of, and me and the boys, we have the means to bring them to their fucking knees.” Conviction rolled through him and into the rest of us as he uttered vehemently, “They will all bow to us.”
She stared at him for several moments, taking everything in.
And then she stepped back and nodded. “Okay.”
“Yeah?”
A slight smile ghosted her lips. “Yeah. You’re right, this can be done.”
“You’re fucking right it can.”
He gestured at the engagement ring on her finger. “By the way, that unremarkable thing isn’t the real one. I had to move fast and grab whatever I could. The actual ring is forthcoming, one that’s much more your style.”
“You don’t need to worry about that.”
“Let me decide what I need to worry about.”
Damn.
She tensed.
Julian and I exchanged a look.
Shoving a hand through her hair, she took a beat, then told him, “This marriage isn’t real. It’s all a sham. I mean, yeah, they’ll make it seem legit, but it’s just about alliances and political bullshit. And let’s not forget my humiliation and degradation. So if you think I give a shit about the fucking ring, you are way off base. In fact, it worries me just how off base you might be. Just because I’ve grown fond of you, very fond of you, if you must know, doesn’t mean—”
“ Very fond of me?”
“That was so far from being my point.”
“I know,” he said, stepping up to her and getting into her space. “Now hear mine.”
“Just very fond of him?” Julian called over.
I rolled my eyes. Of course. That was my Sunshine .
His interjection worked to lessen the tension ramping up, as he’d clearly intended, as was his way. But I could also see by the look in his eyes that he actually wanted an answer, too. Not that I was above it.
“No,” Caterina said, looking between Julian and me. “Not just Nico.”
Julian’s eyes lit up. “Good to know, darlin’.”
I smiled.
“As I was saying,” Nico went on, laser-focused on her. “Tonight there was a lot of pretense, and you couldn’t defend yourself. It hurt you. I know that. I saw it. We all felt it when I brought you back here. Unfortunately, there’s going to be more of that before we’re through. In those moments when you’re alone, or feel alone, you’ll need something to hold on to. Something more immediate than the promise of winning this war. And that’s what the special ring we’re currently having made for you is intended as… something to hold on to. Physically, too, if you need it.”
“We?” she murmured, looking between all three of us.
Nico told her, “I had the color, cut, and clarity covered. Julian zeroed in on your favored style. And Milo connected with a specialist jeweler he’s familiar with who is going to give it a little something extra.” He grinned at her. “A panic button hidden beneath the center diamond.”
“A poisoned spike too,” Julian added.
She arched a beautiful brown eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“He’s fucking with you,” I told her. “About the poisoned spike part, at least.” I eyed Julian. “She doesn’t need that. She is the weapon.”
“I get that, except for the fact that she can’t play that card in front of her family. So-called family.” He muttered, “Sick and twisted bastards.” He looked at Nico. “And not the glorious way in which we’re sick and twisted where there’s a whole lot of mutual—and consensual—pleasure to be had.”
“Thank you for doing that,” she told us. “It’s a really nice gesture. And a practical one.” She sighed and walked back to the couch, settling down heavily into the spot she had been before beside Julian. “And what you did for me tonight… it meant a lot. It showed me that you are all truly with me, that we’re in this together all the way.”
“We are, Caterina. We’ll all in this as one,” Nico affirmed. He gestured at her laptop that I’d finished shutting down the process she’d started to expose Angelo, and had placed back on the coffee table. “That also means we act as one. Any lone wolf moves need to be off the table going forward. Everything needs to be strategized between the four of us down to every little detail if we’re going to do this right and come out of it alive.”
“I know and I’m sorry.”
“You are?” Nico asked, as surprised as we all were.
“Yeah, I mean, this isn’t going to work if we’re all going off half-cocked like I was about to do with taking down Angelo. There are intricate pieces that need moving around the board very carefully for us to win out here and destabilize—and eventually destroy—those fuckers.” She shoved a hand through her hair. “I just… he got under my skin. Everything tonight did. It hit me harder than I’d expected to go back to that powerless state around them. It tasted foul, and it felt even worse. But that’s their goal, to do that to me. If I back out now, run, or anything along those lines, they win. And I fucking won’t allow that. They deserve to fall. And they will. By our hands.”
We smiled out at her, the conviction rolling through her, the powerful determination.
She moved to the edge of the couch cushion and looked between us in turn expectantly. “So, let’s get to the strategizing, then.”
“You’re still wound up,” Julian told her. “I think the best thing to do is to let it out first, so clearer heads prevail.”
“Let it out?”
He nodded. “All that rage and pain. That hopelessness and powerlessness that tonight afflicted you with. I can still feel it all rolling through you. You should purge it, take back your power.” He winked. “And take your pleasure while you’re at it.”
My dick jumped at his suggestion. Damn, it clearly didn’t take much now that I’d had a taste of her, something that had definitely whetted my appetite for a whole lot more. And with Julian here suggesting what he was, it was another level.
“J,” Nico admonished, coming to Caterina’s other side. “She’s still bleeding. That’s what needs to be taken care of.” He snatched a tissue from the box on the coffee table behind him and went to tend to her cheek, but she suddenly reacted lightning-fast and snagged his wrist, stilling him, and surprising the fuck out of us all by extension.
Her eyes were hooded as she swept the fingers of her free hand over her cheek, gathering the blood, then brought them to Nico’s mouth and swept them over his lips.
Hell fucking yeah.
A telltale snarl came from Nico, confirming that his feral side had been called out.
“Julian’s right,” Caterina uttered. “Time to let it all out. I wasn’t the only one impacted by tonight. I know you were all enraged too. So, come on, unleash with me.”
Nico grabbed her wrist, then sucked her fingers into his mouth.
One at a time, slow and unbelievably erotically, the sight making Julian’s hazel eyes flame, and my body stir almost violently.
It ramped up several notches when Caterina grabbed his biceps, then used his weight against him to shove him down onto the couch.
He’d barely landed there on his ass when she leapt on top of him, yanked on his shoulders and slammed him back down, then crushed her mouth to his.
They kissed ferociously, Nico rising to it right away, fisting his hands in her hair as she ground on his lap, roughly rolling her hips.
Julian took the cue and shucked off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie, then damn near ripped the buttons of his dress shirt open as he divested himself of that, too. He reached into his suit jacket pocket on the floor and pulled out three condoms and a packet of lube, tossing them on the coffee table, and giving me a chin lift.
I pulled my gun from my holster and placed it down on the coffee table. Then I shrugged off my suede jacket, down to my white tank beneath, and crossed to Caterina and Nico.
Well, more like stalked over with the way I was feeling and the sexual need coiling through me. The sight of Julian half-naked, his sexy nipple hoops on display, really wasn’t helping matters there.
And, honestly, I didn’t want it to.
I was fired up, and I wanted to let loose. All over her. I’d been fantasizing about taking things further where she was concerned since her lips had molded to mine that night in the alley, since I’d felt her sink into me, and give me a piece of her that I hadn’t even realized I’d needed until it had happened.
Julian reached her first and stroked her bare shoulders. The sudden contact jolted her, breaking her wildly passionate kiss with Nico, and she looked back at him, a little smirk playing on her now swollen lips.
Julian returned it, then played with the straps of her tank, alternating between that and drawing soft, slow circles on her skin, eliciting several moans from her.
In the next second, he grasped the hem, then slid the tank up over her body, tossing it aside and exposing her bare breasts.
I surprised Nico and Julian, and myself when I was there in the next second, swooping in, grasping her nape to hold her steady as I then closed my mouth over her right breast, kneading the soft flesh with my mouth, tasting and savoring her, while stroking the left one with the pads of my fingers. She undulated on Nico’s lap, cries spilling forth as I played with her.
“Fuck,” Nico groaned, as she rubbed rougher on his hard dick through his pants. “Yeah, Milo… ungh… she likes that.”
“More,” she uttered on a breathy whisper, clearly overcome.
While I was teasing her, Julian moved in and palmed her ass in her sexy yoga pants.
She pushed back against him in invitation.
Then he grasped her and lifted her off Nico’s lap, pulling her away from me.
An involuntary growl of indignation escaped me.
“It’s all good, big boy,” Julian told me. “Love the blazing need, though.”
Caterina smiled up at me, then tugged impatiently at my tank.
I ripped it off in the next second and then her fingers were all over my chest, feeling out my hard pecs, the grooves of my abs, my tattoos, trailing heat all over, making me sink deeper into it all. In my mind’s eye I was aware of Nico stripping completely naked and stroking his hard cock in his palm, while he watched Julian easing down Caterina’s pants and panties, baring her wholly to us.
As she kicked them off, Nico was suddenly there and grasping her right thigh with a different kind of urgency that jolted me from my sexual haze as I saw what he’d noticed.
Deep bruising and bloodied nail marks marring her beautiful skin.
“What is this?” Nico demanded.
“It… it happened in the car on the way to the Leone Estate,” she answered, struggling to focus in her highly aroused state.
“Angelo did this?” Nico rumbled.
“I couldn’t… I wasn’t allowed to stop him… I just had to… take it.”
The three of us exchanged a look. A gut-wrenching look.
Nico spun and slammed his fist into the couch. “Get me more firepower, Milo, and I’ll end all the motherfuckers! No long haul approach! No careful bullshit! No more suffering!”
I walked to him and spun him back to us, then grasped his shoulder painfully, the best way to get his attention and focus when he was in this sort of state. Although, I’d never seen him quite like this before. It was all for her, all for his adoration and care for Caterina. “You do that and we all die. You’ll destroy the entire city, too.”
I knew he recognized that. Of course he did. His rage was just contained to this moment, to the sight of that fucker’s marks on her. And he wasn’t alone. I was fucking seething and trying to keep that to internally. I looked out at Julian and saw that haunted look in his eyes that I hated seeing, the one that came about whenever there was a parallel to what had happened to him thrown out there.
Nico nodded, then pulled from me and dropped to his knees in front of Caterina, stroking the marks. “I’m so sorry .”
“Take it away,” she uttered.
He looked up at her. “It’ll hurt.”
“I don’t care, as long as it’s not his marks I’m wearing.” Her eyes darkened. “Besides, you know I like a little pain under the right circumstances.”
“Mmm… that I do.”
He grasped her thigh in a harsh grip, ready to give her what she wanted.
But then Julian was there, kneeling down right beside him. “Wait.” He tapped Caterina’s left thigh. “Spread, darlin’.” As she did, he grinned up at her. “Need some intense pleasure with your pain.”
Intense pleasure . He certainly had the skills to deliver that.
He went to work proving that in the next moment when he dragged that epically talented tongue of his through her folds, then began feasting on her, making her tremble all over and cry out shrilly with pleasure in moments.
The sight of Nico sucking and biting her right thigh, making his own deep marks to cover up Angelo’s… goddamn… I couldn’t stand another second of it, of just being an observer, of not being all over her and bringing her pleasure too, and feeling her sinking deeper into it because of me.
I stepped up behind her, sweeping my hands up and down her hips, then steadied her with a grip on one hip, as she started to sink back against the pleasure and pain clash that Julian and Nico were dealing out to her.
I slid my free hand past her ass, grazing it on the way, then reached under her. I gathered her juices, already trickling down her thighs on two fingers, then I thrust them deep inside her.
“Shit!” she cried as I filled her tight cunt, feeling her clamping down around my fingers viciously.
I eased out all the way to the tips, then slammed back in roughly.
And then I didn’t stop, groaning at the feel of her, and Julian taking it further by slicking his tongue over them in between eating her out like a wild thing.
Fuck me , it had me grinding my very hard dick between her bare ass cheeks through my pants. The sight of Nico drawing blood and it trickling down her right thigh just added a whole other level to the eroticism.
I shifted my angle and curled my fingers inside her and she jolted and cursed out into the room as I hit her sweet spot dead-on.
“That’s it, bellezza. Let it all go. Drench my fingers and Julian’s tongue. Come all over us.”
She turned from my words at her ear and slicked my lips, making me smile as she kissed me sloppily because she was so overcome by everything else. I sank into it, hooking her tongue with mine and she dueled with me deliciously wildly.
Through it, Julian slapped my fingers. “Give me her cunt. Take her other pretty hole.” His eyes flamed at me, knowing how much I’d get off on that.
I slid my fingers free of her hot cunt and he was there in the next second, ramming his into her—three fucking fingers.
“Ah!” she screamed, pulling her mouth from mine and bucking against all three of us.
Nico pulled from her thigh after making some brutal marks and he moved aside so Julian could grasp both her thighs in a sturdy grip while I supported her from behind with my body. And then Nico was at my side and pinching and pulling at her nipples, even twisting them a little and making her squeal and leak all over Julian’s mouth.
I brought my slicked fingers around to her ass and spread it open, while Nico grasped her breasts and used them as handles to stabilize her while continuing to give her that bite of pain she clearly needed with her sex.
She shuddered as I rimmed her hole, then pushed one finger inside to the tip, getting her nice and ready, lubing her with her own juices.
“Yes,” she gasped. “More… fucking more.”
I slid in deeper and a glorious long moan came from her, and she threw her head back against me. “Oh God.”
I started to saw in and out and she lost it, slamming back against both me and Julian, thrusting her hips like a mad thing, determined on taking her pleasure. I fucking loved every moment of it. When I added a second finger alongside the first, she shrieked and cursed, twisting against me and shuddering all over, getting off on it—fucking all of it.
“Do it now,” I heard Nico telling Julian. “Graze her clit with your teeth.” He wrapped his hand around Caterina’s throat, his dark eyes challenging her. “Come. Come apart for us, principessa.”
I knew the moment Julian had carried it out, because her entire body went rigid and then she convulsed wildly. And she screamed the fucking place down, clawing at both Julian and Nico in the process as she came all over Julian.
As I slid my fingers free, Julian jumped to his feet, licking her taste off his lips, while also shoving his pants down, along with his blue boxers. He was actually wearing underwear for once, probably because he’d been at a public business event tonight.
He grasped Caterina’s hand. “That was just a warm-up, darlin’. Told you it’s about unleashing all that shit tonight. I haven’t seen you do that yet. You’ve let go and succumbed to us, but we’ve got more work to do.”
Nico reached down and swept his palm over her bloodied thigh, then wiped it all over her face. “Give us that filthy little princess in all her glory.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Julian uttered before snatching up a condom, ripping the packet open, then jolting Nico as he started rolling it on over his dick. Their gazes clashed, and I saw some heat from Nico, but I couldn’t tell if it was just the situation and the prospect of the three of us devouring Caterina together. “Your hands are bloodied,” he told him.
I rolled my eyes. Sure that was all it was on his end.
I didn’t get to think more about it as Caterina surprised us all as she suddenly lunged at Nico and drove him down onto the couch again. He’d barely grasped her hips to steady her when she slammed herself down onto his cock, taking him deep in her sweet cunt in one go.
“Motherfucker!” he cried out. “Yeah, that’s my woman.”
“ Our woman now,” I growled, before I could stop myself.
Nico was too distracted with her riding him wildly to notice, while Julian was grinning at me.
“Shut it.”
He laughed, then pushed a packet of lube into my hand. “Take her like you want. Take her ass. She’s already partially prepped.”
I looked over at her ass bouncing on Nico and him now powering up into her too, while biting her throat in that possessive way of his with her.
Yeah, I needed to be a part of that.
It was my turn to jolt then as Julian covered my cock with a rubber, then gave me one of his dirty winks.
“Come, boy,” he said, grasping my cock and pulling me over to them by it, teasing my shaft as he went and sending sharp sparks of pleasure through me.
I was panting by the time I reached them.
Julian took the lead as usual and snatched the lube from my grip, then slicked up my cock. Then he peeled back Caterina’s ass cheek and dripped some inside, before then sliding two fingers in deep, pulling and twisting and stretching her open. It had her stopping with riding Nico, and she looked over her shoulder, her eyes widening when she saw my cock right beside Julian’s probing fingers.
Nico grasped her face. “You’re gonna take his cock deep in your tight little ass, and you’re gonna love every moment of it, my filthy little princess. We’re gonna fill all your holes and when you scream because it’s too much, your mouth will be stuffed with Julian’s cock, choking him down deep.”
She trembled at his words. “Yes… shit, yes.”
Mmm.
“There,” Julian said, pulling his fingers free and wiping them over my cheeks. “Ready for an ass fuck.” He slapped my ass, then freed his cock, grabbed Caterina’s face, then slammed down her throat.
She gagged at the brutality of it and he pulled out, letting her catch her breath, only to slam back down her throat again. Over and over until his shaft was coated in her saliva.
She squirmed on Nico’s cock, obviously getting into the cock sucking and liking it brutal, wanting to ride him, but Nico held her tightly to him so she couldn’t, eyeing me to sink into her ass first. He didn’t want the rhythm broken again. I could see he was right on the edge.
I spread her cheeks for me, then pushed in, easing past the initial resistance.
I drove in deeper and felt her welcoming me, pushing back against me.
“Does that burn so fucking good, darlin’?” Julian asked her, fisting her hair, then using the hold to wrench her off his cock.
She choked and spluttered, but her eyes were on fire and she smirked up at him. “Yes.” She eyed me over her shoulder. “Go all the way.”
“I don’t want to break your ass.”
“You won’t,” Julian assured me.
“Deeper. Rougher,” she begged me.
Nico grinned at me, then brushed her cheek, getting her attention. “Show him. Show everyone that you’re far from fragile, Caterina. Let it all go now. Fucking unleash.”
This time she was the one snarling and the next thing I knew, she was slamming back on my cock, forcing me deep, then fucking herself back and forth between me and Nico. She dug her nails into the back of Julian’s hand, then brought it to her hair, indicating that she wanted him to use it as a handle to throat-fuck her.
That was it then, all reservations and holding back obliterated.
I sawed in and out of her, stretching her tight little ass nicely for me, before grasping her shoulder for leverage, then pounding into her.
With every insane rapid-fire movement, I felt Nico meeting me, his cock moving against mine, plundering and punishing her just as fucking intensely as I was. And Julian. Fuck, he was basically skull-fucking her and she was taking it all.
“That fucking tongue,” he gasped. “Jesus, woman.”
It was so rare, but I saw it then, his control was shot.
I got that message more blatantly in the next moment when he suddenly sank a finger deep into my ass, making me take it raw.
The shock of it and the burn was just what I needed as Caterina’s sweet ass strangled my cock, wrenching a whole lot of pleasure out of me.
I dug my blunt nails into her ass cheeks, making it bounce harder for me, even as Julian rammed into me as fast and as brutal as I was ramming into her.
Caterina’s claws came out quite literally as she scratched at the couch, at Nico, even swiping across my chest in the process. Then she started slamming into Nico’s shoulders and screeching around Julian’s cock, completely losing it as she came.
Julian ripped her off his cock, saliva dripping from her gasping mouth, and then she gasped, “Ah! So full. Too much.”
“You’re thinking. Just feel,” Julian told her. “You can come again.”
He shoved her back down onto his cock. “But first, you’re gonna take my cum as I fill this dirty mouth.” He wrenched her back and forth on his cock by her hair. “Ungh… yeah… what a fucking talented cocksucker. Christ almighty. Gonna come… gonna fucking come. Swallow me down, Cat.”
He jerked then and cursed out into the room as he shot his hot cum down her throat. He pulled out before he was fully done, so he could spray some over her lips and cheeks. “Such a pretty picture,” he taunted.
She rose to it and licked it off her lips while holding his gaze.
“Jeez,” he rasped, as it worked, getting to him.
I took it further, turning her head to me and licking his cum off her cheeks while holding his penetrative gaze.
His eyes flamed, and he shifted, then added a second finger in my ass, and punished the fuck out of me for working him up again when he’d just come.
“Worth it, Milo?” he ground out.
“Always,” I grunted, as I fought to maintain my punishing rhythm in Caterina’s ass while he reamed mine mercilessly, angling his fingers so he hit my sweet spot, then rammed into it like a beast.
“Ah!” Caterina cried, bouncing wildly.
Nico squeezed her breasts, making her scream at the overstimulation.
That was the least of it for her when he suddenly reached down between them and started flicking her clit. Fucking hard.
Her screams came uninterrupted then, flowing through all of us.
“Fuck,” I choked, feeling her ass clenching down around me like a fucking vise.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. Between her and Julian, they had me, and I came with a bellow.
I pulled out, staggered back, and then Julian was on me, shoving me down to the floor and licking up the taste of her ass all over my condom-covered cock.
I looked out in a boneless blissed-out state to see Nico ripping her off his cock, shoving her face down on the couch, then slamming back inside her, fucking her like an animal into the cushions and making her squeal with his every punishing thrust until she was shuddering skewered on his shaft over and over again, leaking all over herself and coming again and again.
He ripped his cock free from her suddenly, then pulled off his condom, and shot his cum all over her back and even spewed some inside her ass.
“Holy shit,” she choked when he pulled from her and she collapsed onto her stomach on the couch.
He grinned and sat down beside her, throwing his head back and stroking her legs soothingly.
Julian pulled from me, finished with his little torture of my twitching cock and sank onto the coffee table, while I remained on the floor trying to come down from all the insanity.
Caterina looked out at the three of us.
And the broad, satiated smile on her face said it all.
What had just gone down had transcended everything.
And I’d never experienced anything quite like it.
Out. Of. This. Fucking. World.