Page 75 of Lourdes & the Mafia
“Then me and Lorenzo…” She turns away from me, avoiding my penetrating glare to gesture at my brother. “We’ve… done things…”
“We haven’t had sex, if that’s what you guys are wondering,” Lorenzo pipes up. “But we will. It is inevitable, Amore.”
She coughs, pounding her chest. “Right… um… Well, and you see, Kane and I—” She trails off, looking at my angriest brother.
“Kane and you? Amore, have you finally managed to break him out of his shell?”
She blinks, as though surprised by his response. “Wait… You aren’t…upset?”
“Why would we be?” I ask, pulling her gaze to mine. “On the contrary, we are overjoyed. Nothing makes me happier than seeing you getting along with my brothers and I. We prefer it.”
“Exactly.” Lorenzo nods.
“Hold up a fucking minute.” Lourdes waves her hands wildly. “Is this another Kraken situation here? Jesus, what’s going on?”
“Kraken situation?” Lorenzo chuckles.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” Kane frowns at her.
“I mean, I’m just surprised you all don’t seem mad and just readily agreed to share me.”
“Would you prefer we fight for your affections? We could, if that’s what you want.”
“No!” She glares at Lorenzo, and I roll my eyes at his teasing. “I don’t want a wedge between the three of you. I just want to make sure everyone is open about what’s happening and what they’re expecting. From me and each other.”
I stride forward, the urge to claim her strong within me; to tell her what she is, the truth of how she’s meant for all of us, but I know she isn’t quite ready for that conversation just yet.
She is just now breaking out of her own shell. Just now discovering her true worth. She is taking her power back. Exploring. Using us to do so.
I press my finger to her chin, lifting her gaze to mine. “What do you expect from us, vidente?”
She visibly shivers, and I smile knowing that I have this effect on her.
“Honesty,” she says immediately. “If all you want is to fuck but with no strings attached, just say that. Don’t try and claim a relationship only to string me along and then cheat later.”
“Never,” I promise her.
That fucking bastard human.
He’s still strung up in The Pit. He’s feeling the flames, the gnawing teeth of tiny demons nipping at his feet, but he is not being tortured. We gave him a reprieve. Let him get comfortable in his situation so that when we go back again, he will scream twice as loud.
I will make him suffer for what he did to her.
“Be aware, Lourdes, that you are ours and ours alone,” Lorenzo growls in a rare display of viciousness. “And we have no intention of sharing.”
“So, that’s it, then? You all want to share me? Together?”
“Together,” Lorenzo agrees. “Or apart. One by one. Taking turns. Watching each other. The world is our oyster, Amore.”
She goes surprisingly quiet, like she’s contemplating it. I pull her gaze back to mine by gripping her chin.
“Would you like that, vidente?” I lean down, my mouth skimming her cheekbone. “To be fucked by us, one by one?” She shivers beneath me. My hands lay claim to her hips, feeling the thick skin beneath the dress. Skin I want to kiss. Skin I’ve only gotten a single glimpse of in a vision. I pull her close to my body, close enough that she can feel how hard she makes me through my slacks. “What would you want us to do to you? Hmm?”
She audibly gulps, shivers, pulls away.
Before she can answer, a voice resounds in my head, pulling me away from the intimacy of the moment.
With a resigned sigh, I force myself to take a step away from her. “I am afraid we must table this conversation for another time. It seems one of my contacts has information for me regarding our little investigation.” I search her face. “Would you prefer to stay or leave?”
