Page 37 of Single Mom’s Mafia Daddies (The Forbidden Reverse Harem Collection #22)
ALESSIO
D inner was a somber affair that Matteo attempted to deflect with humor and funny stories told in varying cartoon character voices.
It amused Leo and even brought out a laugh from Lila, but as soon as she’d put Leo to bed for the night and returned to my suite where we’d all agreed to meet, the heaviness in her steps warned that it hadn’t been enough to truly ease her.
Renzo opened his arms to her, and she fell against his chest. “How do you do this?” She wrapped her arms around his waist. “The waiting is excruciating. It’s worse than the actual fight.”
She wasn’t wrong. “That’s what Luca wants.” I hesitated to say his name like it might give power to his actions.
Renzo walked Lila over to where I sat on the loveseat on the opposite side of the room from my bed. I’d turned on two of the wall lamps, giving us enough light to see while painting the majority of the room with shadows.
“We’re going to get through this.” Renzo reassured Lila with his calm presence.
She relaxed enough to lean into the cushions and stretch her arms over her head. “I have to believe you. If I don’t, the worry will drive me crazy, and we have enough of that with Matteo around.”
“Hey,” Matteo objected when we all laughed, then he joined in. “Got me there.”
“I like it.” Lila rolled her head from side to side and rubbed the side of her neck. “It’s nice to laugh when you feel like crying.”
Matteo rounded the couch and stood behind her, bending down to rub her shoulders. “It’s nice to see you laugh. When this is over, I’ll make sure you laugh every day.”
When this was over. What a luxurious thought. I bit my tongue to keep from reminding him it might never be over. Whoever replaced the Verduccis might be worse. A problem for another day. I brushed my knuckles over the back of her hand, and she rewarded me by leaning her head on my shoulder.
Matteo continued her neck massage. Her body relaxed in slow degrees, and when she laced our fingers together and closed her eyes, we all shared a look that promised we’d not stop until we’d eliminated every threat. No one was taking this away from me, from us.
“It’s all overwhelming, you know?” A breathy note tantalized me when she spoke. “I feel so connected to all three of you even though we haven’t known each other for long. It’s like we were always meant to be together.” She laughed. “And I am not the kind of woman who believes in fate.”
“I do.” Matteo kissed the top of her head. “I believe enough for all of us.”
She leaned her head back against the couch and dragged Matteo’s mouth down to hers with a hand on the back of his neck.
Passion stirred between us with that kiss. I swept a hand along her shoulder and down her chest to her stomach, feeling the slightest swell of our growing baby. A heady rush of love made me lightheaded and was followed by a fierce desire to protect.
“I want us all to be together,” she whispered when Matteo broke off the kiss. “Is that possible?”
“We can try,” I promised. We’d never discussed the logistics of this side of our relationship.
I never could have imagined how comfortable I’d be having two men’s dicks in my personal space.
But now, it didn’t feel like that when we were together.
It was easy, loving. We made things work because we all loved Lila.
She rose from the couch and sashayed her way toward the bathroom. “Anyone fancy a shower?”
“Count me in.” Matteo was the first to follow, then Renzo.
I waited, checking the room and locking the door before I joined them.
Renzo gave me a nod of thanks that I’d done his job for him.
From where he sat, naked in the shower with his cock out, he’d not been thinking too much about security.
I wasn’t going to admit that I had been more worried about Leo walking in on us than someone nefarious breaking in.
Lila motioned me over and stroked my cock. “If I can’t fit all of you inside, I’ll take one of you in my mouth.”
I cupped her chin and guided her mouth over me. “Whatever you want, Lila.” The warm heat of her lips pulled and teased. She sucked lightly, then with more force. My cock thickened in her mouth, and I worked my way deeper into her throat.
Renzo stood and moved behind Lila. He held her hips and guided his lubed cock into her ass with a steady pressure that drove her deeper onto my cock.
She swallowed me down and hummed in the back of her throat.
“You’ve learned something new.” I gripped the sides of her head, bundling her hair on the back of her neck and giving her more.
Matteo pulled a chair into the center of the shower and sat. “Let’s get this party started. We all know it’s not an orgy until I get here.”
Lila withdrew from me and let Renzo guide her over to Matteo. He fucked her ass with a steady rhythm all the way down until she sank onto Matteo and held out her hands toward me.
I plunged into her mouth, and the three of us managed to find a synchronized rhythm that drove each of us into Lila. She gripped the back of the chair with both hands and locked eyes with me. Raw passion spilled from her into all of us.
This might be the last time we were all together, and for it to be like this, with all three of us pleasuring her as one, made it infinitely better.
Death threatened us, stalking our steps and riding our coattails.
I wouldn’t let it find us yet. With that promise, I plunged deeper into Lila’s mouth.
She dropped down hard on Matteo, drawing a series of curses from him as she orgasmed around him.
Renzo’s eyes tightened, his body spasming and twitching as he leaned over Lila and added his hands on top of hers, driving his cock deeper and harder.
She increased her pace on my dick until stars broke in my vision. I came in her mouth without regret. She licked up every drop and leaned into Matteo’s chest.
He stroked her body and leaned his head back between us. “Best fucking night of my life.”
“Let’s do it again sometime,” Lila moaned then climbed off Matteo and stepped beneath the shower spray.
Minutes later, after we’d all washed and dried, we climbed into my bed and snuggled in. I drifted in and out of sleep, the gnawing understanding that a fight gnashed at our heels keeping me from truly resting.
Renzo’s phone buzzed as dawn approached. Groaning, he rolled over and tapped the speaker button. “Renzo.”
“Maverick calling in from the west wall. They’re on the move.” The calm voice gave the report and signed off.
I rose and gathered my clothes. All the softness we’d experienced hardened into one thought. “This is it.”