“Brothers, Natalia,” I say, “I hate to be the one to break up the party, but we have a meeting to attend. Business is business and it waits for no man.”
Joey grumbles and straightens himself. He pulls Natalia’s dress back down over her ass and helps her to stand back up. Turning her in his arms, he leans down, pressing his lips against her forehead. She looks up at him when he pulls away, her doe eyes making my heart sing.
“Are you okay?” he asks and she nods subserviently as he lifts the straps of her dress back up to cover her perfect breasts.
Her cheeks are flushed, her chest still heaving. “I am now,” she says breathlessly and we all chuckle. “Can I come to the meeting? Is it about the casino?”
Sisco steps forwards, gently tugging Natalia free from Joey’s arms and into his own. “This is…a different type of business.” He presses a kiss to her forehead and I can tell he wants to play with her again. The woman is never satisfied, and neither are we.
She frowns. “I thought you were legit now?”
Sisco tsks. “We said mostly.” When she pouts unhappily he threads his hands into her hair and tips her head back so he can look directly into her face. “Do I need to spank that look off you, Natalia?” He eyes her hungrily, daring her, taunting her. Wanting her to test his patience. My cock begins to harden again.
A small smile rises on her face and now it’s my turn to chuckle, drawing her attention away from Sisco to me. She raises an eyebrow questioningly.
“Always so eager,” I say and Joey smirks. “All of you.”
“And you’re not, brother?” Joey asks moving to stand behind Natalia, his hands running up and down her arms. Her slight body is pressed between the two of them, completely at their mercy. She whimpers as Joey peppers her throat with kisses.
I would have loved nothing more than to sit back and enjoy the show, but we have more pressing matters to deal with.
“I can deal with this meeting on my own, if you’d like. I’ll join the three of you later.” I can feel my phone vibrating in my pocket and as eager as I am to strip Natalia naked and devour every inch of her perfect pink flesh, this meeting is especially important and can’t be avoided.
Sisco glances across at me, obviously torn between duty and bloodshed and pleasure. Bloodshed always wins in the end and he reluctantly releases her from his grip. He sucks his lower lip into his mouth, releasing it with a frustrated pop.
“Later,” he says, leaning down and pressing a hard kiss against her lips. He releases her mouth and looks over at me. “Let’s get this done then, brother.”
I nod, happy that he’s made the right choice. I need his specialist skills on this job. Alfonso may be dead, but his tiresome minions seem to be respawning. They want our heads for killing their king, instead, we’re going to take theirs.
We’re the king of this city now and we won’t stand for their insolence.
“Natalia, Angelo will take you back home. A designer is meeting you at 2pm to discuss a new look for the casino. I trust you can oversee this for us.” I smile, already knowing how much she’ll be excited to do this and I’m not wrong.
Her eyes go wide, her concerns for bloodshed and war forgotten. “Oh my God, yes!”
She’s happy.
We all are.
I’ve discovered that the two things seem to go hand in hand.
We stand there, the four of us, well fucked and happy, kings and queens of our city as the photo of Frank stares down at us. A sick sort of pleasure rolls through me that he got to see us defile his daughter just now. As he will for many years to come.
For Frank, this was the worst kind of torture.
And it would be never ending.
Epilogue.
Natalia
Laying in bed on my own for the first time in months, I let out a satisfied sigh. I’d never known happiness could be like this. Never known what true happiness could be.
Until them.
Until Sisco, and Joey.
Until Dominic.
