Page 41 of De Luca: The Sinister Game

I pull into the driveway, after turning my truck off, I get out and make my way inside. Throwing my keys on the table near the stairs, I immediately go upstairs to find her, my greatest need.

As I suspected, I find her sleeping with my brother when I walk into the bedroom. I stare at her naked form while I get undressed. She looks stunning with her head on Dante’s chest, her leg draped over his abdomen, her beautiful pussy on display for me. Her dark hair is splayed all over the place, confirming my thoughts that he had his fun with her before she went to sleep. I drape my clothes over the chair before climbing on the bed and moving her to her back. After parting her legs, I lower my head and take her clit between my lips and suck. Even though she’s asleep, she reacts immediately, moaning and thrusting her hips, pushing her pussy further into my face. My eyes take in her gorgeous body as my gaze creeps up to her hard little nipples, and then her face. Her eyes stay shut but her lips are slightly parted as she moans my name like she knows it’s me even in her sleep. I suck harder, and her beautiful eyes pop open on a gasp, “Drake,” she says as she grabs a hold of my hair. My brother watches her face as she moans for me.

“Did Dante make you sore tonight, baby?” I ask as I crawl up her body.

“A little, but please, I need you.”

I chuckle as I drag my cock through her folds. “Such a greedy little pussy. This is why you’re perfect for us, Pretty Girl. I’m not sure one man would be enough to satisfy you.”

Leaning down, I drag my tongue over her nipple slowly, causing her to whine. She likes it best when I flick at her nipples quickly; she hates the slow the torture.

“Drake,” she groans and I respond by biting her nipple hard, making her yelp.

“Who’s in charge of this beautiful body, Natalia?”

“You,” she pants like the needy little thing she is.

Holding myself up with a hand on either side of her on the mattress, I say, “Good girl.”

I sit back on my knees, and push her thighs back and slide into her with a groan, “Fuck. I love this perfect body.”

She arches an unapproving eyebrow, “I’m one hundred eighty pounds. My body is not perfect. It’s fat.”

For a moment, I stop moving and glare at her. That pissed me off. I don’t like anyone talking about her like that, not even herself.

“I don’t give a fuck what the scale says, Pretty Girl. To us, you are complete perfection. Talk like that again and you will be punished. You don’t have a single curve out of place. Nothing is too much or too little. You’re exactly right.”

I don’t take my eyes from hers as I address my brother. “Dante, I think our beautiful girl needs a reminder of what it’s like to be worshiped by two men.”

Natalia

Dante kneels beside me and kisses me while his brother fucks me. His tongue swirls around mine, almost in a pornographic way. It’s slow, sensual and nearly causes me to lose my mind. Drake digs his fingers into my thighs as he pounds into me. Dante grabs my bouncing breasts with a growl and squeezes my nipples. Dante’s tongue travels down my neck, straight to my breasts, licking my nipples like he does my clit with fast, firm strokes. I dig my fingers into his hair while I run my fingers down Drake's chest with my free hand. It all becomes so much sensation with Drake's dick inside me and Dante’s mouth practically eating me alive. The pleasure is too intense.

“Come for us, Pretty Girl.”

I shake my head. “I can’t. No. I can’t.”

He chuckles, “You can. And you will. Let go.”

Drake reaches between my legs and pinches my clit hard, causing me to first scream and then explode with an orgasm that causes me to yell even louder.

Dante grabs my face, “So fucking beautiful, baby. My brother is right. You’re perfect. For us.”

The emotion in my chest almost becomes too much as Drake finishes inside me before collapsing beside me. I had never even fantasized about being with two men. It wasn’t something that held any interest for me. But these two men, two totally different sides of the same coin, do things to me I never want to end. Good things always have to end though, right? Every story must have an ending. The only question is whether this one will have a tragic one that will leave me in complete destruction.

CHAPTER 30

DRAKE

I was sure I could feel nothing for a woman, but after last night, I know I was wrong. The need to protect Natalia and make sure she has everything she’s ever wanted is fierce. After I finished dealing with her kidnappers, I couldn’t get home fast enough to her. It was my only thought. My brother is my best friend and with Natalia, things somehow feel complete. Both Dante and I work in sync in the kitchen, making breakfast for our girl. We have Benji working on the list of people that had babies go missing in 1998. This is all part of our need to give her everything in life. She was ripped from her family before she got to know them. We will rectify that best as we can. Dante and I have already discussed that no one will meet her without doing a DNA test first because we don’t want to watch her break from disappointment.

I spot my brother glaring over my shoulder, so I turn around to find Natalia standing there with a duffel bag over her shoulder and her purse in her hand.

“What the fuck is this?” I ask.

She shrugs nonchalantly. “I figured Nicole was dead, so I’ll get out of your hair. I’m going to stay with Giada until I can find a new place to live.”

Everything stops. I swallow hard as I try to regain the ability to form words.

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