Chapter 28 Luciano
Luciano
“How do you do it, Luciano?” Charlie asks after being quiet the whole way home.
“Do what?” I don’t bother looking at her, already loosening my tie.
“All of this.” She gestures vaguely around the house as we walk upstairs to our rooms. “How do you keep going, knowing the men died working for you? Don’t you feel guilty?”
“No,” I say flatly. “They knew the risk when they took the oath.”
Charlie follows me closely, not backing down. “Not even a little bit of guilt?”
“No,” I snap, rounding on her. “I was raised this way by your mother since I was thirteen. We are trained to be ruthless. Every man who works for your family knows it could be his last day.”
“But—”
“For fuck’s sake, Charlie. Leave it alone. It’s been a long week.”
She stomps away from me, but just as she reaches her door, she spins back around, a smirk playing on her lips. “Just so you know, I was going to fuck you, but now I think I might go find Izzy.” She slams the door shut.
I rub my hands down my face, the frustration thick in my chest. This girl, she’s going to be the death of me. I chuck my tie on my bed and finish taking off my shirt, leaving on just my dress pants. I storm down the hallway to the guest room and knock on the door.
“Si?” Izzy call outs. I open the door, not surprised to see Izzy pleasuring herself with a vibrator. She raises her finger to signal one second as she moans through her orgasm. I lean on the door frame waiting for her to finish, which should be any second now.
“Ready for round two?” I say to her once she’s done.
She turns onto her side and grins at me seductively. “Just us or Charlie as well?” she says a bit too excitedly.
“Come.” I turn around and walk back down the hall towards Charlie’s room. This time I open the door without knocking and walk in. She too is laying on the bed, already pleasuring herself with a vibrator. What the fuck is with these women?
“Don’t you knock?” she yells at me.
“I thought you said you wanted Izzy?” I torment her, a smirk on my lips.
She stops her vibrator and removes it from inside herself. She sits up in her bed. “I was joking,” she says, just as Isabella walks in behind me in a black lacey robe.
“Naww, should I go back to my room then?” Isabella asks cheekily, pointing towards the door.
Charlie looks between the two of us, and she clenches her legs together. I can see her face slowly change in front of us, from shocked to now curious. I knew she had a demon inside her—she hasn’t shied away from anything we’ve done yet.
I turn to leave when she calls out, “Wait,” stopping me in my tracks. “You’re not staying?"
"What do you want, Principessa?”
“I… I want the both of you… ” She moves to the edge of her bed and leans on her knees, spreading her legs slightly to give me a glimpse of her wetness. “I want to fuck you, Luciano, but I’ve never slept with a girl before.” She looks over to Isabella standing beside me. “I want to try it.”
I move towards the door and lock it, making sure no one interrupts us. “There are rules, Charlie,” I say as I turn back around to face her.
“Yes.”
“You can’t get jealous,” I say. She nods in agreement.
To test her boundaries, I walk over to Isabella, picking her up and pulling her into a kiss.
She wraps her legs around me and slowly grinds against me.
I can feel she has nothing on under the robe.
I pull back and look over to Charlie. Her face is a mix of lust with the slightest hint of jealousy. She’s trying to keep it under control.
I grab the front of Isabella’s robe and pull it open, letting it fall to the ground, and pinch her nipples. Isabella arches back in my hold. “Yes,” she moans.
I look over at Charlie as Isabella starts to grind on me again, my dick getting hard against her movements. “You need a safe word. Use it if you feel uncomfortable.” Charlie nods again, her gaze roaming over my hold on Isabella’s ass.
“Principessa, say it out loud. What’s your safe word?”
“Cactus,” she says with a grin. This woman. Of course she chose that.
I walk over to the bed and throw Isabella down beside Charlie. “You will both do as I say. You disobey me and this all stops,” I demand. “If I ask you to do something, you will respond with ‘Yes Don.’”
Isabella sits up on the bed beside Charlie. “Do you both agree?” They both nod their heads in agreement. “What did I just say to you both?” I unbuckle my belt as I walk over to them, folding it in half.
“Yes, Don,” they say at the same time.
“Bend over the bed. Asses in the air.” They do as they’re told. “Count to ten.”
“One.” I slap Charlie on the ass.
“Two.” I slap Isabella on the ass.
“Three.” Charlie’s turn.
“Four.” Isabella’s turn.
By the time we get to ten, both of them are breathing heavy. I rub my hands soothingly over the red marks before grabbing a fistful of their asses in each hand. “Look at me,” I order while pulling them upright towards me.
Their eyes are hungry for desire. I lean in between them and kiss Charlie on the lips and then turn to kiss Isabella.
Charlie watches me curiously. I grab her hand and rub it along Isabella’s body.
I grip Charlie’s hand harder and slide her fingers inside Isabella, who lets out a moan as I thrust Charlie’s fingers in and out of her.
I slowly remove my hand and watch Charlie continue to fuck Isabella with her fingers.
My dick is hard, begging to be released.
“Lay on the bed, Charlie,” I demand.
“Yes, Don.” Charlie does as she’s told and lays down.
I turn to Isabella. “Isabella, show Charlie how you eat pussy.”
She lets out an excited squeal and moves down the bed.
I grab Charlie’s legs, spreading her apart.
Isabella leans into Charlie and starts licking her, slowly teasing her.
She darts her tongue in and swirls it around, trying to get deep.
Charlie buckles underneath her, her moans starting to grow louder.
I undo my pants and let them fall to the ground.
I move behind Isabella and smack her on the ass, making her jump from the sting.
“Eyes on me, Charlie.” Her gaze flicks over to mine and I watch her on the verge of an orgasm as Isabella continues to eat her.
I start to rub my hand along Isabella’s back, making my way down to her cunt.
“Do you know what Isabella’s specialty is?
” I ask Charlie. She shakes her head, and my eyes light up.
“She’s a squirter,” I say as I enter my fingers into Isabella, who writhes against my hand.
Charlie watches me as I finger Isabella. “Have you ever squirted before, Charlie?” I ask her, and she shakes her head. “How are you supposed to address me?”
“No, Don.”
I grab Isabella by the hair and yank her back from Charlie.
She pouts at me as I turn her face to me and lick her lips, tasting Charlie on her.
She tastes so damn good. I grab Charlie by the waist and flip her over so she’s on her knees, moving so I’m crouching on the bed in front of her.
I stroke my dick in front of her face. She looks up at me with desperation in her eyes and licks her lips.
“Make her squirt,” I order Isabella.
“Yes, Don,” she says, climbing behind Charlie. She rubs her hand across Charlie’s ass and down her thighs, spreading them wider for her.
I grab Charlie by the chin and draw her attention to me.
“This is your punishment for not addressing me correctly.” I squeeze her jaw open and thrust deep into her mouth.
She moans around me, trying to adjust to my size.
At the same time, Isabella lays underneath Charlie and starts sucking on her clit.
I hold her firm by the head, not letting her ease off as Isabella starts to move her fingers inside her.
Isabella must have found her G spot because Charlie starts bucking against her.
I reach over her and slap her hard on the ass, which only causes her to moan around my dick some more.
The pressure is building within me and in seconds I’m coming down her throat.
Charlie quickly swallows. After releasing me, she squats onto Isabella’s face, her back arches backwards and I lean down to suck on her nipples as she screams out her orgasm, squirting all over Isabella’s face.
When she recovers, Charlie’s eyes bug, surprised her body was able to do it.
Isabella climbs out from underneath Charlie, grinning as she licks her lips.
I pull away from Charlie and lean over her shoulder to kiss Isabella, desperately needing to taste Charlie on her lips again.
I can feel Charlie’s hands running across my back, but her body squished between mine and Isabella’s stops her from being able to do much else but watch us.
Isabella and I have slept together a couple times over the years, sharing other girls—but sharing Charlie, watching her open herself up once again to my world, makes me more addicted to her and I can’t stop.
I need more of her, more of them together.
I grab Isabella by the neck and pull her down on the mattress so she’s laying on her back beside us. I trail my hands down her body, pinching her nipples. I slap her hard on her cunt as I look over to Charlie who is watching us closely. “Eat her cunt.”
Charlie moves down the bed, while Isabella spreads her legs open in anticipation and starts to play with her clit.
I can’t take my eyes off Charlie as she leans down and licks Isabella.
To begin with, her movements are slow until Isabella grabs her by the head and tries to control the pace.
She always likes to be in control. I stroke my dick, taking in the sight before me.
I move around the bed until I’m standing at the edge behind Charlie. I grab her by the waist and pull her ass back to me and thrust into her. She arches back and lets out a moan, but I push her head back into Isabella’s cunt. “I didn’t stay stop.”
Isabella starts to play with her nipples as I slam into Charlie. The sight of them both makes me wild. I hold onto Charlie’s waist for support as I push harder and harder, her body and face being pushed back and forth against Isabella’s pussy.
“Charlie!” Isabella screams as she squirts all over Charlie’s face. Charlie’s starts pulsing around my dick, strangling me, and I know she’s close.
“Scream my name, Principessa,” I demand, thrusting against her as she shouts out, “Luciano!” She pushes back hard against my dick as we come together.
Still inside her, I turn Charlie’s head around to face me, and her arm wraps around my neck as I lick her face, cleaning Isabella’s juices off her. Isabella stretches up and starts sucking on Charlie’s nipples
“Did you enjoy your first threesome, Principessa?” I whisper into her ear as she arches back into me.
“Yes,” she breathes heavily. Isabella lets out a chuckle and grabs us by the arms, pulling us down onto the bed beside her.
I lay there nestled between the two of them, their naked bodies draped over either side of me, heads resting on my shoulders.
Isabella reaches across and grabs Charlie’s hand, holding it against my stomach.
I lay between them, my hands resting on their asses while staring at the ceiling.
They slowly drift asleep, but I lay there for hours, unable to shut my mind off, the perks of being Don and having all the responsibility on my shoulders.