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She looks up at Luca. “Help me fuck him.”
Luca pushes his body into hers, and she pushes back into Emilio. They find a rhythm, and Emilio wraps his arms around her, pulling forcefully. He’s never had actual intercourse with a female; none of us have, and I’m not surprised to see him lose himself. The gentlest one of us all starts rutting like the animal he is.
Even if Diva wanted to pull away and stop this, she couldn’t. I drop down to my knees to make sure she doesn’t want to stop. Worming my body between her and Luca, I cover her clit with my mouth. She gasps and writhes, pushing back and forth at the same time. I suck and nibble, lick and pull.
She’s dripping wet, and my tongue slips, licking Emilio’s balls. He moans loudly and I continue the movement. My pack mates and I have been sexually intimate with each other on very rare occasions, but this feels like the perfect time. Luca takes matters into his own hands and starts stroking himself above me, his upper half still pressed into Diva, his lower half pressed into me.
I reach up and cup Emilio’s sack, moving it out of the way so I can keep licking Diva. She bucks and sways, but Luca reaches around to keep her upright. Emilio tenses, his balls pulling in and growing smaller. Diva gushes into my mouth and I can tell they’re both about to come.
Luca and I support them as they do, keeping them from falling over and making sure their orgasms are epic.
Emilio’s face is buried in Diva’s hair and he screams, “I love you Diva,” into her neck. “You are my mate forever.”
Diva wails as her orgasm ratchets through. Her body spasms repeatedly, and another gush of liquid streams down my throat. I drink her up, every single drop. When Emilio finally releases her, she sags and almost crumples, but Luca supports her, and I move from the floor to stand. Luca lifts her and carries her to the bed.
I lean over to brush the hair from her face. “Sleep, angel.”
She pulls me to her breasts. “I said I wanted all of you, and I won’t rest until I have what I want.”
Diva obviously wants to lead, but I’m an alpha and will resist her calling tonight, even if it’s only to show her who’s in charge. I’ve waited my entire life for a perfect mate. Now she’ll have to wait for me.
Chapter Thirteen
Diva
An hour later, we’re tangled together on the bed, but Marcello hasn’t given himself or Luca to me.
He runs a cool finger down the side of my face. “You go to the circus and perform. It’s a full moon, so we can’t go.”
“Will you three be okay?” I lay my hand on his broad chest and let it slide down to his rocking abs.
“Yes, we do this every month. We’ll be tied up in the basement.” Luca grasps me from behind and presses against my back to cup my breasts. I push my ass into him, and he pinches my nipples, hard. I squeal but don’t pull away. He twists them gently, expertly manipulating me with his fingers until I sag into Marcello who tips up my face to claim my mouth.
“You need to get ready,” Emilio says. “We won’t be responsible for making you late to your show tonight. Come on, men, let her go. We can show her how much we care tomorrow.”
Marcello and Luca begrudgingly stop playing with me, and I let out a long sigh to let them know I’d rather they didn’t.
Emilio moves off the bed and takes my hand. He looks deeply into my eyes, holding my gaze. “We trust you completely Diva,” he places my cell phone on my upturned palm, and instinctively, I wrap my fingers around the cool metal device.
Sliding off the bed next to me, Luca puts a finger under my chin and lifts my head to gaze into my eyes. “Go show Venice your talent, and then come back home to us. Just promise us you won’t open the basement door, no matter what you hear. We’ll slip the key under the door, and tomorrow morning you can open it and let us out. Alright?”
“Yes,” I whisper. “I can do that.”
“I hope so,” chuckles Marcello. “We usually have the neighbor let us out so if you don’t return, we could be stuck.”
“Prisoners, like I was,” I murmur, and Emilio visibly stiffens. I feel terrible as soon as the words leave my mouth, but I also realize I’m still harboring an iota of resentment. If I truly do want things to proceed with them romantically, I will have to let that go.
No one speaks, and the silence lays thick and heavy in the air. Finally, I break Luca’s gaze, flash them all a smile, and jump off the bed to gather my things.
* * *
An hour later, they’ve showered and fed me. Luca walks me to the front door, not meeting my gaze. I may not know him extremely well, but I know him well enough to see he’s pouting. His shoulders are hunched, and his jaw is tight with tension. He reaches for my hands.
“Please come back to us, Diva.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
He glances at me, then away, and shakes his head. “I don’t know, but now that Emilio has claimed you, you belong to us. We love you and won’t you let you go.”