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I scoot back against the pillows, and Luca moves with me. He takes one of my hands and traces the lines on the back. “Diva, our feelings have changed.”

“For me?”

“Yes.” Marcello sits on the other side of me. “We don’t want to keep you locked in the basement. We’d rather you stay with us permanently and forget about your parents. We’ll figure out another way to stop their registry.”

I put up a hand. “Without violence?”

“You have our promise,” he leans in to peck my cheek.

They wait for my answer, and I take a moment to field my options. I have three, though none call for an immediate decision. I can stay here with them, which is what my heart yearns for. I can keep traveling with my troupe and lose them and my parents. Or I can return to my parents and lose the troupe and my loves.

It sounds like a no-brainer, but I waffle. Any one of these choices will change the course of my life forever; it’s not an easy decision to make. I take a deep breath and look at Marcello. “How about a trial period? I stay here with you three, but you give me complete freedom. I get to perform in my show tonight, and you give me the space to really think about what I want before I decide.”

“Done,” says Marcello without looking at his other mates.

“You’ll return to us after your show tonight?” Emilio sits on the bed at my feet.

I curse my fickle nature. “I want to.” Is that enough for them?

Chapter Twelve

Marcello

I believe her words, and they make me want to ravish her, to bury myself inside her center and never let her go. How can this tiny slip of a girl have such a strong effect on me? I lean down and take her mouth with mine. Our tongues twine together, reaching with need. She wraps her arms around me and pulls my face impossibly closer.

“I want you to have sex with me,” she says loud enough for my pack mates to hear.

“Do you love us?” I ask into her mouth.

“I do,” she whispers. “I love you and I need you.”

Emilio vibrates with excitement. He and Luca stand and tear off their clothes. The scent of flowers and the forest emanate from her pores once again, and I lose myself in her. I trace her body with my fingertips, down her slim arms and over her flat belly. She sits up and raises her arms above her head. Luca nearly trips over himself to pull her dress off. Once she’s naked, the three of us stop and stare, our mouths open. I may be drooling. She is so pale and small, and I fear we may break her.

She slides off the bed and walks to one of the bare walls, then turns around and juts her ass in the air. “Take me from behind.” Her voice is thick and husky.

“Which one of us?” I ask.

“Whoever gets here first.”

We exchange looks, and I nod to Emilio. He needs to have her before the rest of us. He’s the one who fell in love with her first. Am I in love with her too? I think I am. I’ve certainly never felt this way about any female before, so it must be love.

And as their leader, it’s my responsibility to make sure my mates are looked after and taken care of. They will be the first to claim her, and I will wait until last. It’s the way of our pack.

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Emilio runs into the wall to reach her. He stumbles, righting himself next to Diva, and presses his body against her back, reaching around to cup her breasts. Pushing her hair aside tenderly, he kisses her neck. She arches into him, and it’s a beautiful sight. He takes his time, kissing down her back before dropping to his knees and cupping her perfect ass. Burying his face in between her butt cheeks, he groans in pleasure.

Luca and I approach, and I bend down to kiss her as Emilio tongues her ass. She groans loudly and pushes herself into him while coaxing my mouth closer with her tongue. Luca gently tugs Diva back from the wall to slide his body between her and the wall, holding his hands up to clasp hers.

“Oh fuck yes,” she moans after he’s moved into position.

I slide one of my hands between them and join in with Emilio to play with her tits. I catch Luca’s gaze as I break from the kiss. His eyes are half closed, and he’s smiling down at us. I peek to see what Emilio’s doing as he stands up, his cock full and ready. He looks at me and I nod.

Licking his lips, he presses his length against her and she bends a little more, pushing her ass into him. I physically turn her head to the side, cradling her face, and nibble on her full lips. She gasps into my mouth when Emilio presses into her. Then she cries out as they lock together, the extra tissue of his cock knotting inside her.

Her eyes fly open and find mine. “Is it too much?” I ask.

She shakes her head.

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