Page 83 of Single Mom's Mafia Daddies

“You’re a good big brother.” I lowered Lucy to the crib and fixed the snap on her onesie. I bent to kiss her forehead, then moved to Leo’s bed and dropped down beside him. “Do you want to read tonight?”

“I already read with Papa Matteo.” He yawned. “I want to read to you tomorrow. Can we do two books?”

“Of course.” I kissed him and ruffled his hair. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Night, Mama.”

“Goodnight, Leo.” I hugged him, and his arms worked around my neck in a tight squeeze.

Alessio, Matteo, and Renzo met me at the door, Alessio kissing my cheek. “We wanted to tell them goodnight.”

“Of course.” I stepped into the hallway. “I’m heading to the library. See you there in a few minutes?”

Matteo was the first to catch on to the suggestive tone in my voice. He held up a finger. “Better idea. My rooms. I think it’s time we had another toast.”

“Meet you there.” I flicked my hair over my shoulder and headed toward Matteo’s room, stopping by my suite for a little surprise I’d picked up last week. I changed into the sexy black lingerie that was really nothing more than a series of ribbon straps that wrapped around my midsection, over my shoulders, and across my hips. Grinning, I tugged a silk robe over the ensemble and tied it on my way through the connected doors that led to Matteo’s room.

It didn’t take them long to say their goodnights to our children. They were already in the room when I came in, Matteo pouring a glass of wine for each of us and handing them out.

Alessio raised his wine first. “To family.”

“To love.” Matteo winked and lifted his glass.

Renzo added his to the other two. “To protection.”

I joined them last, my glass clinking softly against all three. “To us.” I took a slow sip, my heart full with more love than I ever thought possible. “To all of us.”

Matteo tugged the sash on my robe. It fell open, and all three men let out low whistles.

“Hot damn.” Matteo set his wine down and drew me into his arms. “Are you sure you’re ready?”

“You really have to ask me that?” I let the robe fall from my arms, and it landed in a puddle on the floor. “It’s been three months.”

“We didn’t want to rush you.” Renzo’s hand glanced over the small of my back.

I grabbed his wrist and brought his hand around to my stomach. “I’m ready. I promise.”

“In that case…” Matteo stepped back with a wink. “I have an idea.” He walked backward toward a table near the head of thebed and unlocked it using a key from his pocket. “It’s kind of kinky, so you’ll have to agree before we start.”

“You really think we should start out with this?” Renzo’s fingers flexed on my abdomen.

A slow swirl of heat spread through me. “Start with what?”

“It’s a game we came up with.” Alessio grinned, and it was the most boyish expression I’d ever seen on his face. “We blindfold you, then we fuck you, one at a time. If you can guess who’s inside you, you get a reward. If you get it wrong, you get a punishment.”

Curiosity seized me, and I rubbed my hands across Renzo’s forearm as goosebumps peppered my skin. “What are the punishments?”

Matteo reached into a silver case.

I held up my hands and closed my eyes. “Wait. I’m not sure I want to know about the punishments.” A shiver of desire danced over my skin. “Surprise me.”

“Just when I think I have you figured out, you prove me wrong again.” Alessio rubbed a hand up my ribs and over the swell of my breast.

My breath hitched, but I kept my eyes closed. “Blindfold me now.” I licked my suddenly dry lips. “Please.”

“Do as the lady asks,” Alessio ordered.

A silky band wrapped around my eyes and was tied behind my head. Warm hands grasped mine and led me to where I knew the bed was. My body quickened with a sense of anticipation mingled with danger. I knew the men in the room with me, but not knowing for sure who touched me, or where the next touch might land heightened my awareness until every stroke of their skin on mine brought my entire body to life.