“I want to tell all of you something.” Licking my lips, I looked up at them. “Something I remember about each of you. I married Dante, but we’re a family now.”
Angelo smiled so wide that it made the scar on his right cheek more prominent. Stefan gave me one of his dreamy looks. Of course, Nico’s grin split his face in half. He always looked at me like that. And Dante, he seared my skin with one of his deadly but sexy gazes.
“Nico, you were my first crush.” I got on my knees on the mattress and touched his arm. “When I was in middle school, I wrote your name all over the insides of my books. You’ve always made me feel safe, and I love that about you.”
Nico grabbed my hand and brought it to his mouth. “I love you,passerotta.”
After he dropped my hand, I moved on to Stefan. “And Stefan, you made me feel comfortable from the moment I came to live at the casino. My first night in the apartment was terrifying. But you stood out on the balcony with me and screamed. Thank you for that.”
He got on his knees in front of me and kissed my lips. “I love you,bellezza. From that moment, I knew you were the one.”
I slid across the bed and grabbed Angelo’s hand. “Angelo, when I first moved here, you scared the shit out of me.” I chuckled, shaking my head, and he snickered. “But there was something about you that drew me to you. I still can’t pinpoint what it was, but we had an instant connection. You let me touch your scar. That was when I felt your walls come crumbling down for me. I love you, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you in it.”
Angelo sucked my bottom lip into his mouth. “I fucking love you,dolcezza.” He licked the length of my cheek. “You’re so sweet.”
After I kissed him, I moved over to Dante. He was still staring at me like he wanted to devour me, his eyes wild with desire. I clutched his hand, saving my husband for last.
“Dante, we haven’t always gotten along. And we definitely started on the wrong foot. But I’ve learned so much from you over the last few months. You’ve taught me things about myself and the world. I love you, and I’m glad I get to call you my husband.”
He bent down to capture my face in his hands and gave me a kiss that stole the air from my lungs. “You’ll always be my good girl.” Dante spanked my ass. “But tonight, I’ll leave my mark on you.” He smirked. “Lay back, my queen. Your kings want to conquer you.”
He helped me out of my dress and tossed it at Stefan. Nico got on his knees and stripped off my panties. One quick tear, and they were gone.
Nico spread my thighs with his big hands while Angelo’s lips were on my inner thigh, planting hot kisses. Dante just watched, turned on by his brothers taking control. My skin sizzled from the heat of their breath, an incredible sensation that went straight to my toes.
Stefan and Dante watched their brothers with their hard cocks poking through their pants. Usually, Angelo and Stefan tag-teamed me, but tonight Angelo and Nico were working so well together. My guys were becoming a functional unit. Their love for me helped them to overcome years of issues.
I kept my gaze on them as I shoved my hands through Angelo and Nico’s hair. My sexy kings kissed their way up my thighs. But when they reached my pussy, Angelo shoved Nico out of the way. He looked up at me with his lips parted and rolled his tongue over my clit.
Dante tugged on his tie, studying my face as if he were trying to commit it to memory. I could tell he enjoyed watching me get off, even when he wasn’t the one making me come.
I screamed for them, gripping Angelo’s short, black hair as an earth-shattering orgasm swept through me like a storm. After I came, Dante pushed my back to the mattress, holding my arms above my head. He parted my lips with his tongue, rough and with the same passion I craved, claiming his wife like he wanted to scorch my skin with his sinful touch.
Dante pushed inside me, breaking through my inner walls. He never took his time or treated me like some delicate flower. I liked this side of Dante. At least I knew what to expect and braced myself for the roughness.
Nico massaged my breast while Stefan’s teeth pierced my nipple, tugging on it like an animal. My nipples were sore, but the pain turned to pleasure as he bit and sucked.
“Dante,” I whispered and then moaned each of their names.
A shiver ripped through my body. And after I came for them, Dante was right behind me.
Angelo didn’t waste a second.
Dante had barely rolled onto the mattress beside me before Angelo flipped me onto my stomach, so he could enter me from behind. He fucked me hard. Like he hadn’t had his way with me during the wedding reception.
He never seemed to get enough of me.
Stefan moved to the bed in front of me. He tugged on my hair and pushed his cock past my lips. Angelo marked me with each thrust. And when his hand came down hard on my ass, I screamed. But it only took a few times before I begged him for more.
Stefan came first, coating my tongue moments before Angelo came inside me. Nico laid on his back next to me and reached over to pull me on top of him. I pressed my palms to his chest and rode him into the mattress. He lasted the longest of his brothers. With Nico, it always felt like a marathon.
And after I came several times for him, he spilled inside me. Nico curled his arm around me and dragged me to the mattress.
“I can get used to that,” I breathed with laughter in my tone.
Dante rolled onto his side and slipped his hand between my thighs. “I’ll never get enough of you, Mrs. Luciano.”
His brothers grunted in agreement.
