Page 85 of Single Mom's Mafia Daddies

“That’s it.” Alessio kissed the side of my neck. His arm moved and the piece between my legs worked deeper. “Fuck my knife, Lila. Let the thing that protected us also bring you pleasure.”

“Knife?” Sweat broke out across my body. I rose and fell on the knife, recognizing the handle now that I knew what it was.

Alessio backed off and the weight disappeared yet again.

“I know the next one will be Renzo, so does the game end now?” I whimpered, my entire body on fire.

“Not even close.” Renzo spoke from the other side of the bed. “See, we plan on doing this for a while. You’re going to have to get it right at least once before we finish you off.”

“Damn you all.” I laughed even as I cursed them. I hadn’t had this much fun in months. The torture continued, each man fucking me with three thrusts and making me guess. I got them wrong multiple times, and each time, the need for release grew worse. Finally, I guessed Matteo right and the blindfold came off.

“I think we leave her hands tied.” Alessio tapped his chin. He stood at the foot of the bed, his cock glistening. “What do you think?”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” I bared my teeth. “It’s my turn. I’m about to go crazy.”

“Next time.” It was the kind of promise I knew Renzo would keep. He untied the rope, and I used the opportunity of his cock right beside my head to pull him into my mouth. He bucked into me before catching himself with a hand on the head of the bed. “Fuck that mouth, Lila. I warned you about that.”

I grinned around him and motioned for the others to join us. We’d become adept at the whole group experience, and everyone moved into position with a familiar kind of ease.

Alessio claimed my ass, Matteo my pussy, and I sucked Renzo with a frenzied fever as my body moved in time with the multiple cocks offering me the best damned sex I’d ever had. We fucked and groaned and came in a giant, shuddering quake that rattled my entire body. I melted into the bed when it was over and caught my breath with my head cradled against Alessio’s chest.

Hours later, I grabbed my robe and slipped from the room to check on the kids.

Lucy lay snug in her bed, though soon she’d need to feed again. Leo had thrown his covers off and lay sprawled out with arms and legs wide. This was my real kingdom. I might rule the mafia alongside Alessio, but I was the queen of a kingdom built on a foundation of love. My children would know what it meant to love without fear, as I loved my mafia men.