Page 30 of De Luca: The Sinister Game

Her eyes pop open and a tear travels down her cheek. I lean down and lick her teardrop, “Tell me what you need, Natalia.”

“Pain,” she whimpers, “I need pain, Drake. Please. Make it stop.”

I close her legs and situate her so her lower half is turned to her side. Climbing off the bed I go over to my dress pants and grab my belt.

“You don’t need a safeword, Natalia. If it becomes too much, simply tell me to stop and I will.”

With tears falling down her beautiful face, she only says, “Okay.”

Kneeling behind her ass on the bed, I hold her one thigh as I strike her ass with the belt, causing her to cry out deliciously. Each time I strike her, she cries out in pain and relief, her skin turning red. I toss the belt onto the floor, knowing she may never tell me to stop, but it’s enough. I didn’t even want to hurt her, but I did it because this is what she needs. And if it stops her from cutting herself, I’ll take a belt to her ass every single day. She winces when I roll her back onto her ass.

“Do I need to untie you so you’re not on your ass? I know it must hurt.”

Natalia flashes me a stunning smile that causes my chest to squeeze. “No. I like it.”

Grabbing a pillow, I place it under her ass to lift her pelvis slightly.

I bend her legs back, holding onto the heels of her shoes as I slide into her cunt, “Pretty little pain slut.”

“Drake,” she cries out on the first thrust, which only spurs me on. I would do anything to hear her crying out my name repeatedly. It does something to me I can’t explain. I want my name falling from her full, pouty lips every day.

Again, she gasps my name as I pound into her. I pull out most of the way, “I know, baby,” and slam back into her. She is so fucking gorgeous like this. Natalia may not have wanted this little arrangement in the beginning, release. But she loves this now.

“Hold your left leg back for me.”

She does and I wrap my now free hand around her throat, “Come for me, beautiful slut. Squeeze my cock with that ravenous little cunt.”

I watch her face as her eyes widen while she struggles for breath. Natalia bucks her hips with every single thrust, giving as good as she takes it. I know she’s close, so I ease up on my grip and she inhales, taking in a big gulp of air as an orgasm takes over her gorgeous body. I keep pounding into her as she screams like I’ve never fucking heard before. Her face is flushed as her eyes roll back into her head while she shudders underneath me.

“Fucking perfect.”

I move over top of her, place my left hand beside her on the mattress and cradle her face with my right hand, licking her lips before biting her bottom one, I growl, “You think you’re imperfect, Natalia but what I see is a woman that is flawless. This body. Your heart. Every part of you is far more than I deserve. Yet, I’m a selfish bastard, so I’ll take it, anyway.”

I continue fucking her and she squeaks, “Until you tire of me, right?”

She wraps her legs around my waist as I continue chasing my own release. “Do you think that’s even possible, Pretty Girl? Do you think I could ever live without you? After having you? I sincerely doubt it.”

Lifting her head, she kisses me, tangling her tongue with my own as I pump her full of my cum. Yeah, I don’t think I can ever let her go. And I know my brother feels the same.

CHAPTER 23

DANTE

It’s three in the morning, so I knew when I walked in, both Natalia and Drake would likely be asleep. Walking into the bedroom and finding her wrapped around my brother like he’s the only man in the world does something to me I don’t like. Until this moment, I thought sharing her wasn’t a problem. The way she lays in his arms, her face pressed against his chest, it tells me she didn’t miss me. I bet she didn’t even think about me for a single second. I’m not used to jealousy. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure how to handle it. If the man in bed with my girl wasn’t my brother, he’d already be dead with his blood splattered all over her beautiful body. But he is my brother. And I agreed with this. Fuck.

I should go to bed, but I don't. Instead, I strip down to my boxers and take a seat in the oversized chair while I watch my girl snuggle up with Drake. It’s pure torture looking at her naked body draped over his. I sit here for hours, sipping on a Scotch, staring at my Natalia. Her eyes peel open and her gaze travels to mine as if she could someone feel I was here. That’s crazy though, right? A lazy smile spreads across her face as she jumps up and rushes over to me, “Dante!” Climbing into my lap, she throws her arms around my neck, “Why didn’t you come to bed?”

I shrug slightly as I return her embrace. “I didn’t want to interrupt.”

Running my fingers down her naked back, I hold her close to me as she arches her back, leaning into my touch. A moan slips from her lips as my cock hardens. I pull myself out of my boxers, lift her and slide her down my length. I glance over her shoulder and see my brother watching us as I grab her ass, lift her and slam her back down onto my cock. Pushing her feet onto the chair on either side of me, she bounces while I take her nipples into my mouth, one and then the other.

“If this is how you’ll greet me every time I’m out late, I might be home late more often.”

She giggles as she presses her face into my shoulder. “I shouldn’t have, but I missed you.”

Kissing her neck, I groan louder than I mean to, “I missed you too, Sunshine.”

The entire night dealing with our missing shipment, I thought about her. It was hell. Knowing my brother was with her and I was stuck dealing with a miserable Domenic. He is the head of our family and has a short temper when things don’t go his way. He had no intention of leaving his wife until she gives birth, but this wasn’t optional. Drake is lucky he didn’t get pulled into it. I didn’t mention him helping us because I didn't really want Natalia to be left alone. So this was the lesser of two evils.

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