Page 19 of Single Mom’s Mafia Daddies (The Forbidden Reverse Harem Collection #22)
MATTEO
O f all the things I’d done through the years, all the sexual encounters I’d witnessed, seeing Renzo and Lila together was the most beautiful and erotic experience of my life.
He treated her with care and gentleness I’d never expected to see from the stoic soldier.
And the way she loved him made me realize how lucky we were to be together in this room.
A full body shudder matched her ecstatic groan, the glory of her orgasm brightening her face.
Renzo pressed his spine into the bedpost and guided her hips as he came with a savage twist on his lips.
Alessio and I were there to help her slide from Renzo’s body. She continued to tremble, her eyes glazed and a smile slipping through. “I’m not done yet.”
“Oh, I know you’re not.” I propped her up on the pillows and palmed her breast, flicking my thumb back and forth over the nipple. “We have all night and incredible stamina.”
Needy, she arched her spine so her breast pressed more fully into my palm. “Good.” Her voice purred into the quiet room and her hands wrapped around my cock. “Because I want all of you. And Alessio. I don’t want this to end.”
The adrenaline of fighting shifted to a deep, gnawing, desperate urge to love her for the rest of my life.
It was a new sensation, one I’d avoided.
Not with Lila. I had no choice but to obey her commands and give myself over to her needs.
Standing, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bathroom, going straight into the massive rainfall shower and turning on the hot water.
“What are you doing?” Confusion mingled with her light laugh when the water splattered across her sensitive skin.
“Taking care of you.”
I brought our bodies together and kissed her.
Liquid heat ran throughout my body when she propped her foot on the edge of the shower seat and guided my cock into her pussy.
I lost myself in the feel of her, the pulse of our bodies slamming hard and fast, then slow and easy.
I didn’t want this to end. I wanted it to end right now.
She brought life to our trio and gave me a chance at redemption.
I’d do anything for her. She’d killed to protect her and her son.
Was there any woman in the world more perfect for the likes of us?
I scraped my teeth across the side of her neck and pumped deep into her tight heat.
“Matteo. Oh, fuck, Matteo.” Her head collapsed onto my shoulder. “I don’t think I can take much more.”
“You don’t have to.” I widened my stance and rolled my hips. Her fingers hooked into my ass and yanked me closer. “Let go, sweetheart. Again and again. We can do this all night.”
Alessio joined us in the shower, then Renzo. Between the three of us, we stroked and plucked her body like a beautiful instrument until she sang for us.
She tightened around me, her hands roaming across my chest and up to cup my face.
Alessio braced her from behind, preparing her for us.
Steam clouded the shower and filled the bathroom until we stood in our very own world of heat and sex.
She came in a storm of fury that overtook her body.
I tightened my hold and rode the lightning of her response, barely giving her a second to recover before I pulled her off my cock and turned her around.
She bent beneath my hand, her ass rubbing over my cock and her spine long and straight as she took Alessio’s cock into her mouth.
“You’re going to take a lot more than you thought.” I promised, my cock throbbing as I coated it in lube. I was going to make sure she remembered tonight, not for the guns and the violence, but for the pleasure we gave her.
I slid into her ass while fingering her clit, and a whole new series of shudders ripped down her spine. Her flesh slapped against mine with every thrust, the light jiggle a gorgeous sight that threatened to end my control.
Alessio held her hair in one hand and guided his cock deeper into her mouth.
She moaned as she took us both, Renzo slowly stroking himself as he watched.
My thrusts deepened, my control fraying when Lila lifted her ass higher to give us both a better angle.
I stroked her clit then circled it before dipping my fingers into her pussy.
She spasmed and jerked with a sharp inhale that Alessio used to his advantage, pulling sounds from her I never wanted to forget.
Desperate, we fucked her from both ends, and she responded with the kind of pleasure that couldn’t be faked.
The three of us came together, all our bodies moving in synchronized thrusts and pants.
My legs shook from the powerful orgasm tearing me apart from the inside.
I’d never experienced pleasure like this.
If this was what love felt like, sign me up for a lifetime.
Renzo caught Lila around the waist when her legs gave out and cradled her into his lap.
The ragged wound in his leg had to hurt like a bitch, but he never said a word.
He picked up a loofah from the shelf, added soap, and washed our woman from head to toe with gentle circles that coaxed delicious sighs from her swollen lips.
I moved behind her and lathered shampoo through her hair, my fingers working across her scalp as she melted into Renzo’s embrace.
As I applied conditioner, Alessio pulled her into his arms, gently rinsing the suds from her body and massaging any remaining tenseness from her muscles.
When I turned off the water, Renzo carried her from the shower to the bed.
Alessio and I grabbed towels for everyone and followed him.
We took turns, us drying her and her drying us, until we fell into a tangled heap of exhaustion with her in the middle of all three of us.
I’d become accustomed to sex in various forms. Hard and fast sex.
Long and deliberate sex. But I’d never taken care of any woman this way.
I wooed then fucked and I left. It was the only way to keep my heart safe.
Lying in the bed with Lila, I knew I’d never look at sex the same way again.
She had responded to tonight’s trauma with a need to be comforted and to feel alive.
I understood that. What I hadn’t expected was the emotional attachment that took over.
“I could get used to this.” I broke the silence and trailed my hand up and down Lila’s back. She’d snuggled into my side, draping her arm over my ribs and tucking one leg between mine.
Renzo lay behind her, and while he didn’t answer directly the way he looked at Lila with such tenderness was more of an answer than any amount of words.
“Do you think this will become a regular thing?” Fuck I hoped so.
I had so many ideas for things we could do together, positions I wanted to try.
This wasn’t the place for my sexually explicit fantasies, but once we were back in the main house, I prayed to god we’d get the chance to act out a few of them.
Alessio was the only one who remained slightly apart from our huddled group. He reclined on the edge of the bed behind Renzo, his hands behind his head. He glanced over at us, his gaze skimming Lila, and regret wrenched his face into a grimace. “Probably not.”
“But if it did, what are the rules?” I persisted out of desperation. “Can we only have sex if all four of us are in the room?”
“No.” Renzo’s sleepy tone came out guttural. “If she wants one of us, then the others back off. We’re not going to put that kind of stipulation on her.”
A puff of air parted her lips, followed by a sigh and a smile. Her hand skated over my ribs and she snuggled closer.
My heart threatened to burst from my chest with a sudden rush of protectiveness. “Okay. So no one has the right to get jealous if one of us has sex with her and the others don’t.”
“It’s not like any of us have done this before,” Alessio growled. “I never thought I’d have to share her, but since it looks like I will, I’m glad it’s with you two.”
“Aw. You don’t have to sound so pissed about it.” I cuffed his arm with a closed fist. The move caused Lila to shift away from me, and she rolled over into Renzo’s waiting arms.
He smirked and closed his eyes. “I’m going to sleep. We can hash out details tomorrow.”
“Unless this is all over tomorrow,” I admitted, knowing they’d understand the fear we never talked about.
“It’s not over.” Alessio stood and paced at the foot of the bed. “We won’t rest until they’re safe.”