Page 35 of Single Mom's Mafia Daddies

“What the fuck just happened?” I asked.

Matteo shrugged. “She wants to have sex with us.”

“I understood that part.” My cock did too, and it was more than ready to take control of my thoughts to seek pleasure.

Lila returned, Alessio at her heels. She closed the door behind her and set her hands on her hips. A look I’d never seen before darkened her eyes. Grinning, she walked backward toward a second bedroom.

When she reached the doorway, she crooked her finger at us. “You can say no. But if you’re willing, so am I.”

Every step backward drew us forward. She peeled her shirt off and tossed it aside, revealing a lacy white bra unmarred by the gore of this evening. The gun grip poked into her stomach, and she removed it and set it on the nearest table.

We all stopped when she did and followed her gaze around the room. A four-poster bed stood in the corner, the white curtains creating a calming separation of the bed from the rest of the room.

Lila hooked her thumbs in her shorts and shimmied them down over her hips. “Come on. I’m not getting naked all by myself, am I?”

I undressed in record time, and Matteo still beat me to Lila’s side. I blamed the wound in my leg for my slower reaction speed.

Matteo scooped Lila into his arms and carried her to the bed. “Let us take care of you, Lila.”

Alessio moved to the other side and helped Matteo lay her in the center of the bed.

“Have you ever done this before?” She ran her hands back and forth over the silky duvet. “All three of you with the same woman?”

“No.” I answered quickly, with Matteo and Alessio on my heels.

“You’ll be the first,” Matteo added.

Alessio stretched out beside Lila and traced the line of her hip with his hand. “And the last.”

She kissed him long and deep and held out a hand toward me. I took it between mine and settled onto the end of the bed. Her body drew me closer, the need to touch her, to please her overtaking any single thought for my own needs. I kissed her palm, then dipped my head to her thigh and pressed tender kisses there.

“Wait.” She pulled free from Alessio and sat up. “Let me take care of that.”

I followed her pointed finger to the bullet wound in my leg. “It’s fine.”

Her scowl twisted deeper. “It could get infected.”

“It’s nothing.” I rose onto my knees to prove it to her and gathered her into my lap. Her legs straddled mine, her heat surrounding me until I thought of nothing else. “What I need is to see you happy.”

I ran the tip of my finger down the column of her throat, between her breasts, then up to circle her nipple. It peaked into a tight bud, and I gave into the urge to lower my head and take it between my teeth.

“Renzo.” Her tiny sigh of pleasure spurred me on.

Grinning as I sucked, I dipped a finger into her folds and slowly stroked her core. Moaning, her head fell back, exposing her throat. A feral urge rocked through me, desiring to mark the sensitive skin she so trustingly bared. Yet before I could release her nipple, Matteo took advantage and kissed her deeply. The sight should have sent ripples of jealousy through me, yet I only felt deep desire.

She wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked downward, forcing a moan from his lips. Desperate, I rocked my hips so my dick brushed her entrance, matching each stroke of her hand with the pressure of my cock. Her weight shifted in my lap until I stole some of her attention back, and she rode my hand and my cock as she worked Matteo, her desire slick between us.

The bastard swallowed her cries of pleasure until she broke off the kiss and grabbed my wrist. “I want you inside me.” Without any other warning, she lifted onto her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Take your fingers out, Renzo. Let me feel your cock.”

I did as she ordered, more than willing to give her this moment of control. I entered her slowly, watching her face transform with every inch that slid deep into her. My muscles strained as I stayed steady, almost losing myself to her warmth and desire. So fucking wet and tight. She adjusted her legs to accommodate my girth and bit her bottom lip. A shot of fear nearly paralyzed me.

“Do you want me to stop?” My entire body was on fire with the need to drive so deep I saw stars, but I couldn’t hurt her.

“Don’t you dare.” Her nipples brushed my chest when she bobbed her body up and down, another moan slipping from her lips. “I’m just getting started.”

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