Double Dirty Mafia Masters: An MFM Menage Romance

by Olivia Harp

Lexie moaned quietly, bits of sunlight on her face, she’d never looked more beautiful.

  He kissed the other side of her neck, she instinctively brought her hand up and put in on his cheek, her half open mouth held a gasp.

  After a year of doing this daily, the three of them had talked how instead of getting tired of it, they seemed to be wanting it more and more.

  He had her by himself, a few times, and Lucian too, when one of them was on a business trip, or otherwise busy. It was spectacular, of course, but not nearly the same as all of them together.

  He grabbed her leg and softly pulled it over his own, Lucian did the same. She faced the entrance, getting even more turned-on as they made her spread her legs open. The drapes were closed, so it didn’t matter. Not that it would, anyway…

  “I love you,” she whispered, hearing it always made him feel full of energy. He loved her too, more than anything in the world. But right now, the primitive need arouse, he needed to take her right there.

  “I love you too,” he replied, his hand going to her neck, gripping it softly, pushing her to the headboard.

  “I’m gonna make you suck Lucian dry,” he whispered in her ear. She shivered, opening her eyes to see him.

  “Yes,” she said.

  “I’m going to come inside you, you’ll be dripping my seed all day.”

  “Yes…”

  He grabbed her hand and placed it on his cock.

  Lucian took his swimsuit off, the first drops of pre-cum already staining it on the inside.

  ***

  Her hand rushed to it, jerking him off as if trained to. She learned a lot from them, she was free to try anything she wanted, to fulfill all of her fantasies.

  They even built a pool because she casually mentioned how fun it would be to have sex in one.

  Lucian slid off the bed, kissing her body all the way down, kissing her legs, from her inner thighs to her ankles and back up.

  Her breathing became ragged. Crow kissed her. He wanted to taste her, he needed to feel her loving, warm embrace.

  “Oh God,” she said.

  Lucian was already tasting her thigh, not yet touching her slit.

  Crow grabbed her hair and pulled her back, then undid her top, her breasts suddenly free.

  She was too far gone now, even if she wanted to live a normal life, she was addicted to them.

  He cupped her breast and kissed and bit and licked it, her warm skin was more than enough to drive him to the edge.

  “Please,” she said, “let me taste you.”

  He was hard as a rock, he wanted her sweet lips around his shaft.

  “No,” he said, “not yet.”

  Lucian pulled her bottom to the side, exposing her crease. She was dripping wet already.

  “I love this, you dirty girl.”

  “Please,” she said in a sweet, innocent voice, the one she knew drove him and Lucian mad with lust, “I’m a good girl, sir.”

  He growled and took her bottom off, throwing it away.

  “See how this turns you on? Being exposed in secret?”

  “Please, sir, I want…”

  She grabbed his cock and opened her mouth.

  “I want it, sir.”

  She could have made Crow orgasm right then if he didn’t know better. If this was the first time they met, he’d be spent by now. She was playing the game, maybe even better than they did. He had to play it harder.

  “Oh!” she moaned, louder this time. Lucian thought the same, now his tongue completely tasted her.

  She squirmed, delight taking her away from the present. Crow sat on a small sofa on the side of the bed, leaned down and kissed her.

  Lucian’s kept pleasuring her sex, making her press her lips to prevent her from yelling in delight.

  “Give me,” she said, her hands reaching out to him, “give me, sir.”

  She closed her eyes and brought his manhood to her mouth.

  He was suddenly flooded with ecstasy.

  She put her arms around him and pulled him closer. She couldn’t have enough of this man, wanting him to make her completely his, to taste every last bit of his shaft.

  This woman, oh my God, this woman…

  Her lips wrapped around his manhood. He was about to explode but he pulled out.

  “No,” he said.

  She was driven by mad lust, her moans getting louder and louder, her body shivering.

  “Fuck me.”

  He quickly sat beside her and she practically jumped to his lap, rolling over him, her hand on his cock.

  “I love your taste,” Lucian said.

  Crow leaned back, but stopped her from putting his cock inside, just made her press it against her nub, and Lucian joined him a second later.

  She was lost in pleasure, crashing again and again on their cocks. Lucian moved forward, trapping her between them.

  Crow’s cock was drenched in her juices, hot and hard, his breath on her skin sending shivers all over her body. Lucian wanted more, his arousal wrestling Crow’s, grinding his length against his brother’s, desperate to be the one who delighted on her mound for another second, trying to be the one that made her come.

  Nothing mattered but pleasuring her. His cock and Lucian’s, grinding against one another, hot and warm and soaked in her juices. This time he’d take her front, a delicious sensation she craved more and more as the days went by. He looked desperate to go in.

  Lucian moved back, ready to take her. They were tightly packed, lost in their embrace.

  Her woman’s breasts pressed against him, soft and delicate, his arms went all the way up, hugging Lucian when she suddenly yelled.

  “Take me, Crow, Lucian, make me yours again.”

  Lucian went in, and Crow joined him.

  He could feel his brother’s thick cock pressing against her ass. She was trembling violently, driven mad by the sensations. He kept going in, feeling Lucian’s shaft just a millimeter or two away from his own, separated by a thin layer of muscle.

  She was so turned on her juices rolled down her legs and met his.

  “Like that,” she pleaded, “just like that.”

  She couldn’t be tamed, she was insatiable. They had created a monster. She moved back and forward. Lucian kissed and sucked at the back of her neck, Crow grabbed her hair tight, ready to explode.

  “Just like—”

  Her body stiffened, she placed a hand over her mouth, the burning heat of her juices flooded his cock and dripped down onto the floor.

  She yelled, pleasure overtaking her. Seeing her like this was like a detonator.

  He exploded, unable to hold back, ecstasy taking control of him as he thrusted deeper, his seed filling her, then hearing Lucian join them, his seed so warm he could feel it through her skin. He was in heaven.

  Lexie grabbed Crow’s hair and pulled back, looking at him with her beautiful eyes as she tightened her insides and held a yell, her orgasm strong and hard and long.

  He was spent, but she still shivered for a few seconds afterward.

  This was more than he deserved. Much, much more.

  The sound of waves crashing on the beach was the only thing they could hear as they held each other. He and Lucian stayed inside of her, delighted, just like she was, the three of them closer than ever, if only for a little longer.

  All three had found a rhythm, a way to connect with each other that was bigger than anything they knew. This was a family. Crow would protect it to the end, no matter the cost.

  She was the woman of his dreams.

  CHAPTER 52

  LEXIE

  They were careful at first, but seeing that either they were too good at hiding or no one really gave a damn, they did it everywhere: their room (obviously), the elevator, pool, jacuzzi… she even sneaked a hand job —well… two, to be completely correct— in one of the bars. It was dark and loud and people were drunk so she took a chance.

  They went snorkeling and did some activities but mostly just lay down on the beach and rel
axed.

  Her chest felt full. She loved them. Both of them. She loved how they looked at her and talked to her like an equal, how they trusted her completely and she could trust them too.

  How they could talk for hours about silly things like the latest TV show or band they liked, or more serious things like business, or how they felt about the relationship they were in. They were happy and they adored her, that’s all that mattered.

  A week later, they were back in New York. I still can’t believe they didn’t kick us out of the hotel.

  She looked out the window on her apartment. She didn’t go to work today.

  Not that she needed to, but she actually liked working with them, she liked keeping herself busy.

  The business had grown much more rapidly than they could have imagined. She kept on working in a coffee shop, but after a few months it was obvious she needed her own space. A small office, at first. She was the person she’d always wanted to be. She could deal with anything and everything and when she couldn’t the boys were there for her.

  But today, this problem was different.

  It was late summer now and she was afraid, who knows why. It was almost the second anniversary since they met, the moment her whole life changed.

  This time would be no different. She was nervous, even though she shouldn’t, she knew that in her heart, but still…

  The boys opened the door to the apartment; she couldn’t hear what they were talking about.

  She shivered. The way the city looked, it was breathtaking. Funny, the things you pay attention to when you’re on the verge of a mental breakdown.

  “Honey?” Lucian said, closer.

  She turned to him, Crow stood behind Lucian, both looking intently at her, worry in their faces.

  “Is everything all right?” Lucian continued.

  She faked a smile, “yes, why?”

  “Crow asked how was your day twice, but you didn’t answer.”

  “Oh, sorry,” she was so immersed in thought that she didn’t even hear him.

  “I…”

  “Something’s wrong,” Crow said.

  “No,” she said with a fake smile.

  “So?” Lucian said, walking over to her, Crow didn’t move, his eyes not leaving her, “What’s the matter?

  She bit her lip. How could she say it? How on Earth would she begin to explain?

  “They failed,” she blurted out.

  Lucian looked back at Crow trying to understand. Crow met his eyes and shook his head, not getting it either.

  “I mean,” she said, trying to explain, “you know, I…”

  Fuck, why is it so hard? What are you afraid of?

  She showed them. A white plastic stick with two small lines on a window.

  “What is it?” Lucian said, taking it from her, not understanding what she meant.

  She tried to speak but her voice began to break, “The birth control pills, they failed.”

  Lucian looked at the pregnancy test, his eyes not really paying attention to what he saw, trying to process everything.

  “You’re pregnant?” Crow asked, his voice beginning to rise with excitement, “Are you pregnant, baby?”

  Lucian was taking it all in, his eyes going to her, then down to the pregnancy test in his hands, then opened his arms and jumped to embrace her before Crow could.

  “You’re pregnant,” he whispered, the idea still sinking in, “oh my God, you’re pregant!”

  Crow finally joined them in their hug, laughing out loud, the glint in his eyes betraying the fact that he was holding back tears.

  The buildings around them began to light up, painting the windows in a multitude of soft colors.

  “When did you find out?”

  “Three days ago.”

  “Three days?” Lucian asked, “Why didn’t you tell us?”

  “I don’t know… I was scared.”

  “Scared? Of us?”

  Her voice broke, “I thought you’d be angry.”

  “Honey, I love you,” Lucian said.

  “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” Crow continued, “there’s nothing you could do that would make me angry, I love you.”

  “We’re going to be a family,” Lucian said, “oh my God we’re gonna have a baby!”

  He hugged her again.

  “I began to suspect just after coming back from Miami, I was late but thought it was just stress. Then the puking began. Thought it was something I had on the plane. Then I just had to check.”

  “Oh gosh! We need to make plans! There’s so much to do!”

  “We need to find a doctor,” Crow said.

  “And the baby’s room!”

  “No man, we need to move to a bigger place, something close to a good school, and—”

  “Guys…” she said, her heart still thumping in her chest.

  “We’ll have to see about her job, maybe we could set up a home office—” She was still afraid, but they were so excited they didn’t hear her.

  “Guys!”

  “What?” they said in unison.

  This was the question she feared they’d ask. And she was the one to ask it.

  “Don’t you want to know who the father is?”

  She saw them think about it. Their eyes fixed on her. She didn’t know who the father was, they’d have to get one of those DNA—

  “Why, we’re the fathers, of course,” Lucian said, as if it was the simplest answer he’d ever been asked.

  “You…?” she didn’t follow, what?

  “We’re the fathers. It doesn’t matter which one of us, right?”

  Crow shook his head, he didn’t mind.

  “It’s our child. He deserves the best. He…” his voice broke. Then he smiled.

  “It’s my son, and Lucian’s and yours, my love. It doesn’t matter who exactly is the father.

  She began crying, opening her arms to them. They loved her… completely, absolutely adored her. They were starting a family, all three of them.

  She was the luckiest woman in the world. Nothing could have made her happier.

  The city, previously gray and uncaring, seemed to smile at her. The whole world turned brighter, more colorful. She wiped the tears in her face, she was laughing too. She felt like hugging these men for the rest of her life.

  The two men who rescued her, who risked their lives time and time again for her, without expecting anything in return. Who killed for her. Who went through hell and back just to make her happy.

  They were her men. Hers. And she was theirs. Forever.

  This was true love.

  EPILOGUE

  LEXIE

  — Six years later —

  Lexie put the lasagna on the table and took the oven mitts off.

  It was a wonderful Friday afternoon. The Sun began to set on the horizon, painting the sky in red hues.

  New York City looked calm and welcoming. But she knew the truth. The city could chew you and spit you out if you weren’t ready for it, and after all these years, she’d learned to love and respect it, and the city loved her back.

  The table was set, six plates, the main course in the middle, salad and mashed potatoes by its side.

  Wine waited on the freezer, she didn’t want to start without her men.

  She took a deep breath, relishing the view, when the front door opened, yells and shouts and laughter filled the house.

  “Aiden, apologize to your sister,” Crow said, his deep voice impossible to miss.

  “But Dad!” Her older kid said, “She started it!”

  “Did not!” Kayley replied.

  “You said—”

  “Aiden,” Crow continued, “you took her spinner away, you started it, don’t—”

  “Why does it smell like—?” Lucian said, coming into the house behind them, he stopped and looked all the way from the main entrance to the back. Crow followed his gaze.

  Lexie couldn’t stop smiling.

  “You’re here? I thought you w
ere coming back tomorrow!”

  “Mom!” the kids shouted in unison, running to the back garden, forgetting about their fight.

  The guys came after, their eyes bright with joy. She’d only left for four days, to oversee an acquisition down in Orlando.

  None of them could join her for the trip, business needed to be taken care of up in New York, and the kids couldn’t just miss school.

  Aiden and Kayla. The two most beautiful children in the world. Kayla was impulsive and brave, Aiden was the smart one, good with numbers, easy to laugh.

  She picked them up.

  “Oh God,” she said, “you’re getting heavy!”

  The kids showered her with kisses.

  “But Papa said I need to eat more!” Said Aiden, worried.

  “You do, kid, if you want to get strong like me,” Crow said, walking out of the house and giving her a soft peck in the lips.

  “You made dinner?” Asked Lucian.

  She smiled, “I figured we could spend the afternoon out here, it’s a beautiful day.”

  “Mom,” Kayla said, “look at what Dad got me.”

  She eyed Lucian, the man was spoiling her.

  The guys walked to the garden’s dining table, a rectangular set, vintage, carved out of dark wood, a gift from one of their suppliers.

  “How was the meeting?”

  “The usual,” she said, matter of factly, putting the kids down, “they ask permission to start operations up here, I set a price.”

  “They agreed?” said Lucian.

  “I looked at their offer and actually lowered our take. They were thankful,”

  “They fear us that much?”

  She shrugged.

  “You’re ruthless,” Lucian said, smiling.

  “Learned from the best.”

  She eyed them sideways, turning to Aiden, who was trying to serve himself a spoonful of mashed potatoes. If she didn’t act quickly, the kid would eat all they had.

  “Papa, I need to pee,” said little Matthew to Lucian, pulling his pants.

  “You see? I told you he was a fast learner!”

  “Crow taught them good.”

  “Of course I did,” he replied, sitting down at the table, grabbing a spoon, Kayla looking at him like a hero.

  Lucian went with his kid to the bathroom, took five minutes and came back.

  “You’re a hero, buddy, just keep telling us whenever you want to go, all right?”