Hidden in Darkness: A Mafia Love Story

by Ali D

  “Oh, please! Like I could get mad at that lovable goofball.”

  “Lovable, eh?” Noah says, wiggling his eyebrows at me jokingly.

  “Shut up, you know I love you.” My eyes widen as I realize what I’ve just said out loud in front of all three guys.

  Oh my god, no... What have I just done?

  “You love me? Like love me, love me?”

  Wringing my hands, I realize the situation I’ve just put myself in and now I just have to own it. I’ve already told Cohen how I feel anyway so why shouldn’t I be able to be brave enough to tell Noah also?

  I feel ‘Teo’s eyes burning into the side of my face as I avidly avoid his stare and look head on into Noah’s eyes.

  “Yeah, pretty boy. I really do.” I say as he sweeps me out of Matteo’s grasp and kisses me with every ounce of passion and possessiveness in his entire being. I feel this kiss rooted into my heart and soul as it lights me up from within.

  As our tongues grapple with each other’s for dominance, I forget that the other boys are there for a moment as I move to straddle him. Feeling his hardened length at the apex of my thighs has me grinding down so hard, I can’t help but feel stimulated. I’m sure I’m quite the sight dry humping one of my boyfriends in a moving vehicle while the other two sit back and watch. Only once that thought processes, do I remember the other boys and pull myself away from our mind numbing kiss.

  “I love you too feisty girl.” He whispers into my hair, causing me to shudder and goosebumps to crawl all over my body.

  Cohen is quiet, knowing Noah and I need our moment since him and I already had ours. He’s respectful and gracious, true to his personality and I’ve never appreciated it more.

  Matteo is quiet as well, but he looks contemplative, if not slightly jealous? It’s kind of at odds with his usual overly confident persona. But if I’m being truthful, I could never share his affection with someone else, so for him to have to witness my verbal outpouring of affection to someone, even his best friend, must be difficult to say the least.

  I decide to move back into my own seat and take a sip of my champagne while watching us travel along the coastline. It really is a beautiful scene to travel.

  * * *

  By the time the limo stops, it’s pitch black out. It took about an hour to get here, wherever we are, and by the time we get out it’s about dinnertime. My stomach is starting to growl both from hunger as well as the uneasiness I feel from not knowing where we are or what we’re doing.

  The boys put a blindfold on me about ten minutes prior to our destination so the only thing I have to go by is that we drove north along the coastline for about thirty minutes and then the roads became a bit more forested for the last half. I’ve never seen trees as big or as beautiful as I have so far on this short trip.

  Stepping out of the car, I hold tight to Matteo’s arm. The ground beneath my feet feels softer than it would if we were on a paved path. It smells fresher here, also. Like the air is cleaner and nature has started to overwhelm my senses. It’s wonderful.

  I feel Matteo lift my hands from his arm as he moves behind me and settles in with his hands clasped around my tummy.

  “Take off your blindfold, my queen.” He whispers.

  Oh my damn.

  I have to blink a few times to make sure this is all real.

  The boys have brought me to a quaint campground with the most magnificent wood cabins gathered in a circular shape. They surround what appears to be a large gathering place for a firepit. Beautiful little lights are strung up all over the place, giving it a fairytale like quality. There are rose petals creating a path to the gathering area where a table full of food and candles are set, giving off a very romantic vibe. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. How is this my life right now? I don’t deserve these men. Especially after how poorly I treated them in the beginning.

  “Do you like it?” Matteo asks.

  “It’s... I mean, it’s the most enchanting thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you. All of you. I don’t have anything to give you that could compare to this.”

  And I mean it. This is an astonishing gift because I’ll treasure this memory until forever.

  “All we want is you.”

  And that husky growl damn near does me in.

  I turn and kiss him with all that I am. This kiss is not only a thank you for tonight but a thank you for teaching me to love someone beyond myself. It’s meant to physically show my appreciation for who they are. These big tough guys. These boys, bred to be mafia soldiers, show more compassion and love than anyone I’ve ever known. They realize that strength doesn’t come from hatred and darkness and they allowed me the opportunity to learn from them. So I pour my love and appreciation into this lingering kiss and hope that he feels everything that I’m giving him. I may not have said it yet, but I’ve already given him a piece of me. He’s already got my heart.

  I hold on tight and pull back from him just enough that my lips still softly graze him.

  “You are everything I never knew I needed. Thank you for showing me the way to your heart. If you hadn’t opened up first, we may still have been stuck at square one. You light me up like no one else and it’s been a rough road but there’s no one else I’d rather give my whole heart and soul to. You have me. You have all of me. I love you.”

  Giving a part of myself to Matteo is a whole other level of intimidating. Where Cohen has my heart for his quiet strength, tenderness and compassion. Noah has my heart for his easy going demeanor, playful attitude and hidden intelligence. Matteo though, he’s stoic and difficult on the outside. He was clearly raised to be a leader. But he’s thoughtful, charismatic and so fierce in his love for people once you really get to know him. And for all of that and more, I’ll gladly let go of my doubts and truly give them all exactly what they’ve asked for.

  I’ll give them all of me.

  Chapter Ten.

  Alessandra.

  We’re coming up on around a month of living together now and I’m adamant that the boys retain their own rooms, even just to retain the idea that I still live somewhat autonomously. Plus, a girl sometimes just needs a minute to herself, you know. Like, right now. It’s that time of the month and I am grumpy, bloated, nauseous and miserable. Today at school was just like every other day but somehow, I still feel personally attacked by it. I’m so emotional, I actually yelled at sweet innocent Noah for getting me the wrong kind of donut at breakfast. I am so ready to go home, take a hot bath and then snuggle up on a heating pad in baggy sweats to watch shit tv while eating my weight in Chunky Monkey ice cream.

  “Hey love, you ready to get home?” Cohen asks, relatively cautious after my outburst at breakfast.

  Totally fair on his part.

  “Ugh, yes. I just wanna go take a steamy hot bath and relax. These cramps are going to be the death of me.” I whine.

  God, I am so whiny and annoying right now. I don’t even want to be around myself.

  “Let’s go babe. I’ll run you a magnolia bath and light your lavender candles and by the time you’re done, the guys and I will have all your favorite snacks lined up, with your ice cream and cheesy eighties and nineties movies all ready for you.”

  Gah, he’s like a mind reader. Also, how is he so perfect? They are all so freaking perfect. No teenage dudes are thoughtful enough to remember what their girlfriends like when they are bleeding out and dying... Right? My lack of experience is showing. I know.

  “Why are you all so good to me? Seriously, how are you so good at this? Did you do stuff like this for your other girlfriends? Actually, don’t tell me. I’m irrational enough right now that I’ll probably get mad thinking about you with other girls.”

  He laughs at me as the other guys walk up to us, and before I can figure out why it’s so funny I hear that trademark growl.

  “We never did the girlfriend thing. You are the only girl for us and we’ve never called anyone else our girl.”

  “Oh, puh-lease! You guys have hooked
up with a ton of girls here. It’s literally nauseating to hear about in the locker room, so thanks for that dickheads.” I grumble.

  “Yeah, but there’s a difference between hooking up with girls and actually giving a fuck about them. Even the idea that we could care about anyone the way we care about you is laughable. You are the strongest, sexiest, fiercest, take-no-shit female ever and it’s exactly everything we could ever want or need. Even when you need to be an emotional girly mess and snuggle watching shit movies, it’s still the best thing to ever happen to us. None of us knew what real happiness was until we were able to dedicate ourselves to you.”

  Damn he’s good. That’s the kind of shit that’s turning me into a mushy, girly weirdo.

  “Uh, if you say so your majesty. I’ll take your word for it.” I say as I roll my eyes trying to play it off like that didn’t just get me in all the feels.

  “Just get me home so I can live my emotional, snuggle filled, girly mess life” I laugh.

  “I can’t wait to watch those chick flicks. I know how much you guys love them.” I giggle.

  Matteo and Cohen groan but I can’t help the hysterical laugh that follows when Noah says,

  “Hell yeah! Let’s go get the period party started. I love me a good ol’ Rom Com. I’ll snuggle bug the shit outta you! C’mon Bae. I got you.”

  “Oh. My. God. I just can’t with you.” I say between wheezing laughs.

  “This period party is about to be epic, feisty girl. You just wait.”

  * * *

  When I wake up, I notice how dark it is. I must’ve fallen asleep during one of my movies. I look around for the boys and notice candles lit all over. The boys are nowhere to be seen but my speakers are softly playing music that seems familiar, but I can’t seem to place. It has a string instrument quality to it but with an edge. I love it immediately. I close my eyes and get lost in it for a little while before I feel a set of lips on my shoulder. The bed dips on either side of me with the weight of my men. Instantly I’m surrounded by their masculine scents and it sends shivers through me. Noah speaks so softly; I almost miss what he says.

  “Lift your arms beautiful.”

  I do as he says as he slowly moves my tank top off my body, causing my whole body to irrupt in goosebumps. I feel a set of large rough hands grasp my hips, moving to pull my shorts down. My eyes fly open in panic.

  “No... Wait. I’m on my period, remember?”

  “Shhh. Quiet love. You’re fine.” Says Cohen.

  He pulls the rest of my clothes off and I realize I’m not on my period anymore. How weird.

  Matteo is still kissing a path along my shoulder and down across my collar bone, then up the side of my neck, where he nips softly along my earlobe. God, that feels phenomenal. I pull away slightly and look up into the gaze of each of the three perfect male specimens surrounding me and allow myself to get consumed by them. They make me feel completely out of control. I want them. I want them so fucking bad. Looking over to Matteo, I grab him behind his neck and pull him into me, kissing him almost violently. Like I need to put all of my wants into that kiss so I don’t have to say aloud how desperately I need them. Cohen lifts one of my legs and places it over his shoulder before grasping my other leg and placing kisses along the inside of my thigh. The stubble of his beard scraping me setting the perfect contrast to his tongue and lips. His teasing has me trembling and so fucking desperate. Noah takes it upon himself to caress, bite and blow on my nipples causing riotous sensations against my overheated skin. I barely break away from kissing ‘Teo long enough to groan and say,

  “More. Please, god. More.”

  And then he’s sealing his mouth over mine once more with his own frantic hunger. He grasps my face in his large palms to keep me in place and swallow my pleasure as they all tease different areas of my body. Finally Cohen reaches the apex of my thighs, licking me and tasting me like he’ll never get enough.

  “You’re so wet love. So. Fucking. Wet. All for us, huh baby?” he says, coming out muffled against my drenched pussy. I reach for his hair and grind myself on his face, unable to contain myself.

  “Get it love. Take all the pleasure we can give you.” Matteo growls into my ear.

  “How badly do you want us feisty girl? Tell us. Tell us what you need and we’ll give you everything.” Noah demands.

  I’m not gonna lie, coming from my sweet goofball it’s sexy as fuck to hear him boss me around a little.

  I gasp as my clit throbs and swells under Cohens tongue.

  “Red, I’m gonna come. Oh fuck, I’m gonna come.”

  He bites me and I can’t hold back my scream as my orgasm washes over me. Still shivering from the aftershocks of my orgasm, I look to Noah and let him know exactly what I want.

  “I want you. All three of you. I need to feel you inside me tonight. I can’t wait any longer. Take me. Please.”

  I hear a low chuckle come from Matteo just before the boys all slowly switch positions. The sound is rough and dark. It takes my pleasure to new heights as I imagine all of the dirty things he likes to say to me in that deep, grumbly voice.

  “You want to finally give up your virtuous status? You’ll actually allow us to take what’s rightfully ours. To corrupt you so deeply, you’ll never even be able to look at another man without thinking of our dicks buried in that sweet, delectable cunt? Oh, we’ll take you. We’ll take you and ruin you. You will know exactly what it means to belong to me. To us.”

  The look in his eyes tells me how serious he is. There is no sign of deception on his beautiful face. He means it. He’s going to destroy me, and I can’t wait.

  “Yes. Fuck, yes!” I sigh, feeling like I need them more than ever.

  I don’t know who this wanton, frenzied, sex-crazed woman is. What happened to the girl that avoided men like the plague. The one who had so many bricks built up around her heart, the people who built the wall of china called for recommendations. What happened to the take-no-shit, fuck off at first sight girl? These guys have turned me into a dick-whipped, pussy ass bitch. Oh god, this is what love is. This is love and lust and possibly some kind of illness.

  I can feel my slickness coating my thighs. My pussy feels swollen and dripping for them. The boys move on every side of me, slipping the clothes off of their chiseled bodies. My greedy eyes taking in every inch of their appealing bodies.

  “You’re beautiful, you know? Just like this, all splayed out, cum coating your legs, your luscious lips puffy and swollen and a flush coating your cheeks. I can’t wait to be inside of you.” Matteo says, as he spreads my legs further apart.

  He massages my legs from the bottom to the top, getting more aggressive and he closes in on the apex of my thighs. I can feel Noah and Cohen on either side of me, I look around to see them grasping their thick, long dicks, squeezing them hard. Their groans mingling with my own as Matteo slides his fingers up my slit, rubbing delicate circles around my hardened clit with his thumb. He inserts one long finger inside of me, breaching my resistance. Then he adds a second finger moving in and out of me a little rougher than before. He adds a third finger, stretching me out almost painfully before curling them up into my g-spot and grinds his thumb hard into my sensitive clit. I’m coming again, hard and fast.

  Before I can recover, I feel the head of his cock at my entrance, pushing its way slowly inside of me. I think back to my moment with Cohen when he barely got the head of his dick inside of me before I was basically coming all over him. My body seizes up, my cunt choking his dick in pleasure and fear. Cohen and Noah both lean in and start kissing me everywhere, releasing the tension in my body as ‘Teo pushes in further. When he meets my resistance with his cock, he pulls back slightly and then pushes forward in one hard thrust. I cry out loudly before my pain gets swallowed in ‘Teo’s kisses. He muffles my moans, and kisses away my tears. He rubs my clit harder and looks into my eyes with all the adoration of a man in love. The pain quickly morphs into a tingling satisfaction, like all of the gratification I�
��ve felt with my guys but on a deeper level. My eyes close as he moves inside of me and pulls my orgasm from deep within me. I clench around him as I scream his name and feel him pulse inside me as he pumps his cum into me.

  The next thing I know, Noah is lined up at my pussy and he buries himself in me while Matteo goes to work on my breasts. Licking and sucking. Cohen moves his hand through my hair and kisses me gently. I look from him to Noah as he thrusts deep within me, grinding against my clit with his pelvis on each stroke. He moves his hand down and takes our collective juices and coats my other hole, inserting the tip of his finger, teasing me.

  “Soon, beautiful, and this will be ours also.” His voice is rougher, more aggressive than normal, as he pushes the boundaries a little more, keeping a relentless pace grinding down on me hard with every thrust.

  I come again feeling more full than ever before. My body swallowing his length deep inside of me, like it never wants to let go. I come so hard; I feel my insides grip him like a vice. It sets him off and he yells my name with his release.

  Cohen kisses me again and then looks deep into my eyes, searching to make sure I’m comfortable with him taking me too. He’s always so thoughtful but I know he’s overthinking this. I wouldn’t feel complete without him being a part of losing my virginity.

  “Please, Red.” I whisper.

  He lays down and flips me over so that I’m on top of him. He pushes me onto his length and then moves himself inside of me so slowly, I can’t help it as I squeeze his length with my inner walls, clenching his thick cock inside of me. Looking at him, I can feel the tenderness seeping into our moment. With Matteo it was possessive and insistent. With Noah it was deep and domineering. With Cohen it feels loving and connected. He is the perfect end to the perfect experience. His thrusts are long and deep and slow. After some time, I feel the beginning stages of my climax. Looking into his eyes and feeling his love pouring into me with his release, sets off my own. I’ve come so many times; I just end up collapsing in a boneless mess on top of him.