Page 13 of Don’t Break My Heart (Secrets of Ravens Hollow #3)

Romeo closes the gap between us, a hand coming to my waist possessively as he drags me out of his brother’s hold on me and into his body.

I can feel how shaky he is, and I can’t tell if it’s just from walking in on me dancing around a pole or if the three Moretti brothers have had some sort of altercation out there that I missed. I hope it’s not the latter.

“You can’t put on a sexy-as-fuck show like that and not expect us to want more, doll face.” He moves his body so I can feel how hard he is already.

I laugh nervously, knowing in my half-drunk and turned-on state he can’t say shit like that to me or I’m liable to drop to my knees and tell him I want to taste his cock.

Placing a hand on his chest, I shove him away, trying to get some space, but also so I can see him better.

The low light in the room casts shadows over his bruises, but they’re still there and way too noticeable for my liking.

I hate how much pain he is in because of me.

“You’re in no condition to be raising your blood pressure right now.

” I glance toward Orlando who is watching us together, that same damn look of lust on his features.

“You both need rest to recover from your injuries.” I take a shaky step back.

Orlando grabs my wrist, tugging me back toward him.

My ass lines up perfectly with his crotch.

Fuck, he’s just as hard. He brushes my hair over my shoulder as he places a delicate kiss just below my ear.

A scattering of goosebumps coats my skin.

I should tell him to fuck off, demand he gets his hands off me, but I can’t resist this man, even when I’m pissed with him.

“I’ll rest when I’m dead. For now, I want my show.

” Orlando’s hand runs up my side, dusting over the soft fabric of my dress as he cups my tits and squeezes my nipples through my dress, sending a tingle that goes right through to my pussy.

His touch on me is so electric I can hardly stand it.

With my breath catching in my throat, I glance over to Onyx and Reef, not sure if this is a good idea.

No, scrap that, I’m sure it’s a terrible idea.

They stand protectively on either side of the door.

Reef gives me a little tilt of the head to tell me to proceed, that I’m safe with them on guard.

It sends butterflies taking off inside me. “Dance for us, wildcat.”

Fuck. They’re all watching me, waiting for me to give them what they want. And fuck, it’s what I want as well. The last twenty-four hours have been hell. We all need this, even if I’m still angry with Orlando.

Romeo takes my hand in his, helping me back up onto the stage, his hands running over my ass.

I take hold of his tie, staring down at him as I run the silky fabric through my fingers.

“You assholes don’t deserve a show. You should be groveling down on your knees for me, not asking for me to entertain you. ”

His hand slides under the hem of my dress, slipping between my legs he cups my pussy.

I suck in a breath as he slips a finger inside my panties because I can’t deny how turned on I am.

“Your drenched panties tell me all I need to know. You’re going to give me what I need because you want this. You’re a dirty little slut for us, aren’t you, doll face? You’re fucking dying for me to fill you up with my cock after you dance for me. ”

I shake my head. He pushes his finger inside of me, and I moan out loud, not able to help it. Fuck, he’s right.

He grins up at me, knowing just as much. “Dance for me, sweetheart.” His eyes are so filled with lust I can’t stand it. He pulls his finger free and licks my juices off it.

Orlando takes a seat, pressing play on the music, making himself comfortable as he relaxes back into the plush leather sofa.

His legs widen, and I make out the bulge in his pants.

He thinks he’s so damn powerful now. So confident that I will be a good girl and just give him what he wants. He has to know me better.

Romeo follows suit, joining him on the sofa.

The expectation in their eyes is almost too much to take.

I know these boys went through hell for me.

But they have also just landed me in hell, and I’m not as easy as they think.

If it was Reef and Onyx, I might be more lenient because they have been well and truly fucked over as well.

I place a hand on the pole, wrapping my fingers around it as I let the music take over my spiraling thoughts.

With my other hand, I find the zipper of my dress and slowly slide it down my back as seductively as I can.

Letting the fabric fall to the floor in a heap.

My eyes rise back to the boys when I’m just in my heeled boots, a black lace bra, and thong. My gun is still strapped to my leg.

“Fuck yes, doll face.” Romeo adjusts his massive cock that’s very obviously straining against his suit pants.

Orlando’s eyes lock with mine and he licks his bottom lip as if he’s tasting me. The deep desire in them sends tingles all through my body, giving me the courage to keep going.

I turn to the others, giving them a show, as I run my hands up and over my bra, toying with my tits.

The music pulses through me, and I move around the pole, each sway and turn a familiar echo of the countless club nights I’ve witnessed girls do exactly this at The Raven’s Nest. I hear Onyx’s low growl of appreciation, and I flick my gaze over my shoulder to find him and Reef watching me just as intently as the other two.

I feel sexy and liberated in a way I didn’t expect with the eyes of four of the hottest men on the planet locked on my body, and me giving them the show of their lives.

Out there in the club they could watch other chicks doing exactly this, but they’re not interested.

All they want is me. There is some power in that, even if I am trapped here with them.

“Get down on your knees and crawl to us, treasure.” Orlando’s voice breaks me from my trance.

I tilt my head, taking him in, not sure if I’m ready to comply with his requests and play this game the way he wants just yet.

Carefully I step down from the platform and drop down to my knees.

Just as my husband has asked, I move toward him and his brother on my hands and knees.

Stopping just before them, I sit back on my heels, tilting my head to the side again.

This could go one of two ways: either I give them what they want, knowing I want it just as badly…

or I could use my power over them to my advantage.

I might be on my knees for them both, but I know I hold their balls in my hands, and if I want to walk away right now, leaving them with raging hard-ons just to prove a motherfucking point, I will. “What happened out there with your brother?”

Orlando’s eyes flash with something dark and disturbed, something that makes goosebumps erupt over my arms because I know he has no intention of sharing whatever happened out there with me. He’s irritated I even asked.

I grin back at them when they don’t answer me. “You want anything more from me tonight, you tell me it all.” I cup my tits, rolling my nipples through the fabric of my bra just for show .

Orlando rolls his lips, sitting forward just a little so our eyes lock. He adjusts his pants, and I’m sure his hard-on is to the point of painful right about now. “Valentine doesn’t trust you and the hold you have over us,” he admits.

I sit up a little straighter, surprised my attempts to negotiate worked so easily.

But he did let me sit in for the first part of the meeting, so maybe he’s not going to keep shit from me anymore.

I reach behind my back and unhook my bra, letting my tits spring free as a reward for his honesty. “Is that all?”

“He’s furious that our papa has given all the control over to a weak little girl. His words, not mine,” Romeo adds, and I can see how much it irritates him that his brother doesn’t like me.

I roll my lips, not surprised when I knew the kind of man he was when I first locked eyes with him. I massage my tits, and both sets of eyes roam down my body, watching my every move. “Do you trust me?” I ask the only question that matters to me.

Orlando reaches for my chin, tilting it so I’m forced to look up at him.

“You could fuck over the whole Moretti family from your position. Right now, you have the power to control this city, and he knows it. Valentine grew up his entire life in my shadow, and when I didn’t return home, he was told he would take over what our papa had created.

He’s spent a long time making his name known.

He’s a very powerful man, and we have all just fucked up his plans.

He is also acutely aware that his men won’t follow you or respect you. But we will. And I’m in charge.”

I blink up at him, getting lost in his handsome face before I remember what I’m doing—proving a fucking point. “Pretty words, Orlando, but you didn’t answer my question.”

He drops my face, and I can see his frustration with me is simmering dangerously close to the surface.

“Yes, I trust you. I fucking trust you like a loaded gun pointed at my enemy. You constantly take me to the point of no return and turn me into an unhinged psychopath. But I wouldn’t live my life without you.

I trust you with everything I have and everything I am. ”

My heart flutters because for me that was better than him admitting his undying love for me. A soft smile tugs at my lips, enjoying this control. “Romeo?” I ask, needing to hear it from him as well.

“You’re my queen, sweetheart. My little brother’s opinion of you doesn’t sway what I have seen to be true. You would do anything for me, and I you.”