Page 74 of Winter
“How about I show you a boob? No?” She feigned hurt, and he tugged on a lock of her hair.
“Seriously, look, I do have something to tell you, and it’s not going to be easy to hear.”
She studied his face, her own expression troubled now. “Okay.”
Knox took a deep breath. “Olly attacked Inca. He tried to rape her, I’m sorry … don’t cry.”
“God … I knew he was cracking up, but this … tell me everything.”
So, in a halting voice, he told her everything Inca had told him.
“Knox!” Luna was up now, hands at her mouth. “Tell me, really, is she okay?”
Knox grabbed her hand and pulled her down into his arms. “She really, really, is. She said to tell you she’s fine, just a bit shaken up. Winter seems to be taking … care of her.”
Taking overwas what he’d been about to say, but he didn’t want to worry Luna. Knox had studied the man closely for the first time since they’d met, his huge physical presence, his intense manner. His brother seemed even more intense than Tommaso. Knox made a note to talk to Inca about that next time she was alone.
“Hey, you still here?” Luna waved a hand in front of his eyes. Her own eyes were still troubled. “So, where’s Olly?”
“We don’t know. He never went home. God, Luna … I’m so sorry.”
“What did he want? Olly, I mean. He knows it’s over between them so … what the hell was he thinking?”
Knox had no answer for her.
Inca wentto see Nancy and Tyler and then went home with Tommaso and Raffaelo. She needed to be with them tonight, and they seemed more than delighted to have her there. They sat up talking, sipping warming scotch, making plans for Italy. They would leave in a few weeks, they decided.
“I want to find a job there, though,” Inca told them determinedly. “I don’t want to be a kept woman.”
“There’ll be plenty of opportunities open to you,” Tommaso said smoothly, sliding his hand onto the back of her neck and kneading the sore muscles there. “In the meantime …”
They took her to bed, in Raffaelo’s room this time, and they made love slowly, sensually. Inca was made to come again and again as they took turns to fuck her, before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
He had creptpast the security guards, almost smirking at their lax vigilance. He’d nearly been seen by one of the other staff, though, and he’d ducked behind a column as the man pulled a cigarette out and lit it. The smoker wandered off, and the watcher took his chance and stole in the open door. He padded quietly through the silent mansion, up the grand staircase, checking each room. They were all empty, except the last one.
Inca lay naked and beautiful between both brothers. They were turned towards her; Raffaelo facing her, his lips almost on hers; Tommaso behind her, his lips on her shoulder. All three looked to be asleep. The watcher was entranced by the vision; all three were so beautiful that they looked like a painting.
He fingered the knife in his pocket. He had come here to kill her but now, seeing this, he’d never get near her. Even if he killed one of the brothers first, their ripped athletic bodies meant the other would wake and he’d be a dead man before the knife touched Inca.
Whore.
Fucking both brothers? His own cock twitched as he pictured it, then, as Inca moaned softly, he stepped back into the shadow and watched her. She opened her eyes and stared at Raffaelo Winter before closing the distance between them and kissing him. His eyes opened and he smiled as her lips met his.
“Ti amo,” he heard him whisper. Inca moved then, pushing Raffaelo onto his back and straddling him. The watcher felt his groin clench as he watched her lower herself onto Winter’s huge, erect cock, and begin to move gently. Tommaso awoke then and he saw him smile at them.
“Starting without me?”
Inca held out her hand to him, and he sat up, his mouth finding her breast. It was hypnotic watching the three of them and when Tommaso slid from the bed and moved around to take Inca, his cock thrusting deep into her ass as Raffaelo’s plunged ever deeper into her cunt, his own grew painfully erect. What he would give to join them …
He snuck away regretfully while they were still fucking and was able to get back down to his car parked along the road. Really, their security was laughable but, he supposed, with the three of them being inseparable—literally—he guessed they thought they were safe.
How wrong they were …
In the morning, Inca opened up the Sakura. It was still painful to be there, and she felt nothing but relief that soon she would be in Italy. Last night had been the clincher—after making love with Tommaso and Raffaelo, she knew she couldn’t be anywhere they were not. She had called Mindy first thing that morning and asked her to list the business for sale. She would sell, give Nancy and Tyler back their investment plus some major interest, then live on the rest while she was in Italy. Despite her protestations, she didn’t really want to work in Italy—she wanted to explore, learn Italian, discover more about her loves, spend every waking moment with them.
My loves… how wildly different her life had become since she’d met the two brothers—how wildly different she herself had become.A wanton woman,she said to herself and grinned.
“You’re cheerful.” Luna didn’t look happy as she came into the Sakura and Inca’s smile faded.
