by Cathryn Fox
How could I ever have thought I could build something with Gio? He only needed me to get what he wanted, has only been using me. I have never been enough for him, have never inspired him in the bedroom the way Luca does.
Phone in hand and desperately needing to get as far away from here as possible, I continue to run. I don’t care about my luggage, all I need is my passport. I can send for my things later. I rush to the main road and find in my history the number to the cab company that had dropped me off two weeks ago. The line clicks through, and I’m about to give my location when Gio’s voice stops me.
“What are you doing?” he asks, his tone hard, deep. I spin to face him, and he takes my phone and shoves it in his back pocket.
“I’m leaving, Gio.”
“You think I’m going to let you leave?”
“I heard you and Luca,” I blurt out.
“What did you hear?” He steps closer, his scent swirling around me and making it harder and harder to think.
Instead of answering, I say, “I saw you with him, too. That first day I arrived. I saw the way you took him, commanded him. I…I didn’t know it was you until just now.”
He steps into me, his hard body crowding mine, overwhelming my senses.
“And?”
I play with the hem of my sundress, wringing it in my shaky hands. “You were faking it with me, to get what you wanted.”
“Is that what you think?”
“It was Luca you wanted all along.”
“You want to know what I was faking, Olivia,” he asks in a deep voice that I barely recognize, the same hard voice he’d used with Luca that day beneath my deck.
“Yes, no…I don’t know,” I say as the man before me transforms, turns into the predator I desperately want to take me.
“I was pretending to be a gentleman.”
I gasp as his fingers close around my wrist and tighten.
“I…I…don’t…” As he gazes at me with those deep blue eyes, adrenaline buzzes through me, and I look away, unable to hold his stare.
“I left you, Olivia, because I protect what’s mine.”
As gravel shifts beneath my shoes, understanding dawns. “You were protecting me”—I lift my head slowly until my eyes meet his—“from you.”
“I’m a goddamn animal in the bedroom, Liv. A fucking bastard sometimes, and you’re a good girl. I didn’t want to hurt you. Corrupt you.” His thumb rubs my wrist, and the muscles in his jaw tick. “But I had you all wrong, didn’t I? You want that, don’t you?”
Tell him!
“Yes,” I manage to say, the truth finally spilling from my lips. “Watching you with Luca was the single most erotic moment of my life.”
His grip on my wrists tightens, and he tugs me to him. His eyes burn through me, and my nipples swell in response. “Time to fix that.”
The command in his voice hits like a caress to my clit, and I want to sob from the pleasure coursing through me.
“Where are we going?”
Without words, he leads me to the winery, to a back door that says, Private Reserve. He locks the door behind us, and we go down the dimly lit steps into what looks like a gentleman’s club. There is a bar at one side, a brown leather sofa facing it. The walls are filled with shelving units that house wine bottles. Luca is standing at the bar like he’s been waiting for us.
“What is this place?” I ask.
“It’s where my family keeps its private reserve. But don’t worry. We have the place to ourselves today.” He turns to his friend. “Luca,” he says in a deep voice, and Luca looks at me, his dimples spreading as he smiles.
“Gio,” he says in return.
“Come here.”
Gio drops my hand, grips Luca’s shirt and drags him close. He slants his head, and his lips crash down on the other man’s. I gasp, my entire body heating as I watch the passionate exchange. When Gio breaks the kiss, Luca is panting.
“Is that what you liked watching?” Gio asks me.
Since words seem to be beyond me, I nod.
Gio turns back to Luca. “On your knees,” he says, his deep voice rippling through me.
Luca drops, and I stand there, shell-shocked as Gio unzips his pants and shoves them to his knees. “Swallow my cock, Luca. Show Liv how deep you take me.”
I nearly bite through my tongue as I watch Luca open his throat and take in nearly every inch of Gio. With Luca’s mouth fused around his cock, Gio fists Luca’s hair and pumps deeper, practically burying his balls in the man’s throat.
I want that.
Gio angles his head and when he catches me watching, mouth agape, he pulls his cock from Luca’s mouth. “I want you both, Liv. In my life and my bed. All or nothing.”
I realize he’s giving me one last out, and while I’ve never been a part of a trio, I instantly know it’s what I want.
“All,” I say, and drop to my knees beside Luca. Luca captures my hand and displays those sexy dimples as he grins at me. The connection between us hits like a punch, and his heat sizzles through me.
Gio shifts to stand directly in front of me. He curls my hair around his hand and tugs until I’m looking directly at him. The position is uncomfortable, but I revel in it. His nostrils flare, and when he looks at me, and I feel his total possession of me, I want to weep with joy.
“Look at you. So innocent, just dying to be corrupted.”
Oh God. This is happening. It’s really happening.
His rough thumb glides over my chin, and he cups it, hard. Wanting his heat, his touch, I inch toward him, and run my hand over the long length of his cock, delighting in the solidness of his body, the way his erection jerks beneath my fingers.
“Stop,” he commands.
My body ignites, and I close my eyes out of fear and anticipation. I sway slightly on my knees, my throat so dry I can’t swallow. This is the moment I’ve spent my entire life thinking about…waiting for. Oh God, how I want to do things that are blissfully wrong, want to cross a line with these two men, be at their mercy.
“I didn’t say you could touch,” he growls. “On your hands and knees. Now.”
I swallow a shallow rasp and assume the position, wanting the sting of his hand, the bruises his big palm will leave. “Lift her dress, Luca.” Luca puts his hands on my body, shoves my dress up and lays it over my back until my underwear is exposed. “Slide them down,” Gio orders.
The slip of silk wisps over my skin as Luca bares my ass to the two of them. I wait, and my clit throbs as seconds slip by, the torture almost too much for me to bear. I want to beg, plead with him to touch me, but instinctively, I know better. Gio’s hand finally slides between my legs and cups my wet mound. I quiver and shift, wanting more, needing everything.
“Don’t move,” he says, and a whimper catches in my throat. He removes his hand, and a second later a firm palm smacks my backside. His touch scorches me, and my body grows hot, too hot. He slaps me again, and I’m almost terrified of the sensations he’s arousing in me. I would have been afraid had this not been Gio. He might be a bastard in the bedroom, but I am his, and since he protects what’s his, I know he’ll catch me if I fall.
“That’ll teach you to obey,” he growls. “Now remove those damn panties and get back to your knees.” I follow his orders and take my place beside Luca. When I meet Gio’s glance, he drags his thumb over my bottom lip, then shoves it inside.
His dark gaze holds me captive, and I know he’s going to devour me.
Yes!
“I own you,” he says. “This body is mine. Anything I want, I take.”
The rough edge to him excites me. “Please…” I cry out.
“Shh. Open up. I want to fuck this pretty mouth of yours.”
Beside me, Luca places his hands on his thighs and shifts restlessly as he waits his turn. I widen my mouth and tip my head back to give him access to my throat. Lust consumes me as he grips his cock and slides it over my lower lip.
“Look at you,” he says. “Pre
tending to be a good girl when all along you wanted me to shove my cock down your throat.”
I whimper, unable to say much as he fills my mouth. I take him deep, taste his possession, and hold my breath as he slides into my throat.
“That’s my girl,” he says. “My dirty girl who likes to suck cock.” He powers forward and pulls his cock out, only to shove it back inside. “I bet your sweet little pussy is dripping wet for me, aching to be filled.” When he pulls out again, pre-cum drips from his crown, and he runs it over my lips, wetting my face. I want to chase it with my tongue, but don’t dare make a move.
Luca is breathing heavily, and my breath is coming in ragged gasps as Gio feeds me his cock. I lick and suck and can feel blood fill his veins. He’s so close, and I want so desperately to taste him.
“That’s it,” he said. “Suck me like the dirty girl you really are.”
I suck and swirl my tongue, and he grabs my hair roughly and tugs, opening my throat even more. He rocks into me and twists his fingers in my hair. He grunts and his cock pulses as he releases in my mouth. I swallow his cum, wanting to cry out in pleasure as it pours down my throat.
When he stops throbbing, he pulls out, and I lick my lips to get every last drop. He goes quiet as he watches me, like he’s checking in on my well-being.
“Luca, clear the counter.” Luca stands and hurries to the bar. “I want my mouth on your pussy,” Gio says, a new urgency in his voice as he shackles my wrists with his big hands and pulls me to my feet. “I going to eat you, and tongue fuck you, and make you come so fucking hard, this time next week you’ll still feel my mouth on your cunt.”
Oh. My. God.
His expression changes, darkens, and he gazes at me like a man possessed, like a man daring me to disobey. Face harsh, his grip tightens on my waist and, taking full charge of my body, and me, he lifts me clear from the floor and sets me on the granite countertop.
His big fingers bite into my thighs as he spreads them wide, pushing my sundress up until my sex is fully exposed. I try to breathe, to think, but can’t. I can only feel. So much is happening. So many sensations rush through me. I become intently aware of the storm of pleasure building inside me as a finger slips between my legs, brushing along the folds that are slick with pleasure. He probes my entrance, and I moan as I put my hands on his shoulders, feeling his sheer strength.
His fingers tunnel inside as his mouth closes over mine. His lips are firm, his tongue rough with demand, and I can taste his need as he ravages me. He tears his mouth from mine and rips the front of my dress open. The buttons scatter to the floor, and I gasp. His grin is slow, predatory, an intoxicating mix of heat and desire as he zeroes in on my bare breasts.
“These are mine,” he says, and closes his mouth around my hard nipple, greedily drawing it inside. My skin grows tight as he sucks and licks, then bites down with enough force that I feel it all the way to my sex.
“Gio,” I cry out.
He eats at me, taking his fill before he abandons my breasts and, none too gently, gives me a little shove until my back is flat against the counter. Luca stands behind me, and captures my hands, pulling them over my head, until I’m completely at Gio’s mercy. He lifts my legs, placing my feet on the counter, and I quiver as his tongue brushes along my inner thighs.
Two big hands slide under my backside, lifting my pussy to his mouth. The soft blade of his tongue scorches my folds, spreading them wider to give him full access to my quivering sex. Damp heat flicks over my clit, and I buck against his face, the sweet torture making me throb.
His questing tongue probes my opening, swirls, and an orgasm pulls at me. I’m trembling so hard that if Luca weren’t holding me I could very well vibrate and fall off the counter. Gio’s tongue sinks deep. It feels so goddamn good, I power upward, my pussy wanting every inch.
Luca groans. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he murmurs, and I tilt my head to see him. I want his touch. I want to feel his hands on my body.
“Touch me, Luca,” I whisper, my gaze sliding over his hard body as a bone-deep want pulls at me.
Gio’s mouth abruptly leaves my sex, and his gaze meets mine. His eyes grow intense. “He’ll touch you when I tell him to touch you. Not before,” he says, and I quake at his dominance.
Dipping his tongue back inside me, Gio licks me long and hard before burrowing deep. His burning mouth presses hungrily, branding me as his for eternity, and desire claws at me. I tremble and quake as flames flash through my body. Soft quakes begin at my core, and my eyes fall shut, but open again when a hot palm slides up my body. He shackles Luca’s wrist and pulls it forward to place the man’s rough fingers on my clit. I cry out, pretty sure I’ve just died and gone to heaven as these two men pleasure me.
Luca swirls his fingers over my hard nub as Gio dips his tongue back inside me. I lie still, perfectly still, as need builds higher and higher. Pleasure centers on where Gio is feasting on me, and when he removes his tongue and shoves two hard fingers inside me, an explosion rockets through me.
“Yes,” I whimper as I erupt, my entire body shuddering so hard I can barely see straight. They stay between my legs until I ride out the waves, then Gio tugs my hands, and sits me up. I’m so dazed I just stare at him, and he looks back from those heavy-lidded eyes.
“Still with me, Liv?” he asks, his voice softer than before.
I nod, and my heart soars with the love I feel for him. He’s a beast, yes, but he’s checking on me, protecting me, and showing concern for my well-being. I couldn’t love him any more than I do right now.
“Tell me,” he says. “I need to hear it.”
“I’m still with you,” I say. Always.
Behind me, Luca is pouring something into a glass. He presses it into my hand and says, “Drink.” I swallow and wet my parched throat with the bubbly wine. Gio takes the glass from me and then does the same. Then Luca has a drink. Sure I’m naked and having sex with two men, but there is something so very intimate in us sharing a drink like this.
Gio puts his hands between my legs and rubs me. “Time to fuck,” he says, and once again, I’m aroused to the point of insanity. He helps me from the counter, takes off his T-shirt and lays it on the floor. He lowers me onto it, but the wood is still chilly against my back. The hot-cold contrast is beyond erotic.
Gio crawls over me and lays his tongue against my smoldering flesh, licking from my navel to my breasts. “You are the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he says, his deep tone vibrating against my aching nipple.
I spread my legs for him, and he positions himself in between. In one hard thrust he drives into me, and as pain and pleasure hit, I slip my legs around his waist. He pounds into me, touching me in places so deep I know I’ll never be the same again. I close my eyes, the sensations too much, too intense. I toss my head from side to side, and run my hands over his lean, cut body, lust practically stealing every ounce of my strength.
“Still with me, Liv?”
My body flushes hotly, and I grow slicker. “Yes,” I murmur, and he resumes his thrusts, fucking me like a wild animal and letting me know he possesses me. Owns me. In no time at all, another orgasm pulls at me, and I scratch at his back as I let go. He pulls his cock out and thrusts two fingers inside me, pumping deep as I clench around him and soak his hand.
His fingers are dripping wet as he pulls out, and I nearly gasp at the hard way he’s staring at me. Eyes dark, face of stone, his hands slip lower, and he probes my ass, inching one finger in, stretching me.
“This is mine, too,” he says, and that’s when I know what’s coming next. “Luca,” he bites out, and Luca drops to his knees beside me. “I want to fuck you both at the same time.” I nod, even though I’m not sure how that is possible. “On your back now, Luca. Pants down.”
Luca grabs protection and lube from his pocket before he kicks his pants off. He flattens himself beside us, his cock hard and ready as he strokes it and slides on a condom.
“Luca and I are clean, but only I
fuck you without protection,” Gio says. My heart misses a beat, and I nod as he lifts me to my feet. His mouth crashes over mine, and he strokes my nipples before positioning me over Luca’s cock. That’s when I realize how Gio is going to fuck us both, and a whimper of happiness lodges in my throat.
I straddle Luca, and slowly inch down, taking his cock deep inside me. Behind me, Gio goes to his knees and grips my hair. He pushes me until I’m bent forward, my mouth pressed against Luca’s chest.
“This will feel cold,” he murmurs, and applies the lube to my opening. I clench around his finger as he pushes the lubricant inside, coating every inch of me. My sex muscles squeeze around Luca’s cock, and he groans. I arch slightly against the sliding pressure of Gio’s finger as he widens me, prepares me for his girth. He works in a second finger, and I want this so much, I work extra hard to relax my body, to open completely.
“There you go,” he says. “All nice and relaxed and ready to have two cocks.”
I move on Luca’s, lifting up and sinking back down on it, all the while Gio gets me ready. Even though I want him now, he spends more time preparing me. Want burns through me, and I don’t care if it’s going to hurt. In fact, I want it to hurt a little as the three of us to come together as one, right now, before I go up in a burst of flames. Frantic, I press against his fingers, rock on them, fuck them.
He growls and pulls his fingers out, and I whimper with relief, knowing he’s going to give me what I want. His broad head parts me, entering just a little, and I moan against the pressure. I glance over my shoulder and see his jaw set tight. He’s restraining himself, showing me he cares about my pleasure and comfort, but I’ll have none of that. I rear back, wanting everything he has to offer. I gasp against the pain, and for a moment I see vulnerability in his eyes, but then they change and darken because he knows what I need to move from pain to pleasure.
“Does my dirty girl like having two big cocks in her?”
“Yes,” I cry out, and he pushes all the way in, driving so deep oxygen leaves my lungs in a rush. His jaw clenches, his need vibrating through me. He tugs on my hair, lifting me until my back is against his chest.