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“I’m going to fuck you while you suck his cock. If you don’t want that, then say so now. It ends here and he can go finish himself off.”

I hesitate, unsure but curious. I look to Luca. He gives me a soft smile. “It’s up to you, gorgeous.”

“Is he allowed to kiss me, sir?”

“It’s allowed.”

I glance back at Luca and give a slight nod. Demetri spreads my legs, leans over me, and takes my mouth with a possessive kiss. An imprint. His taste was there first. A reminder that I belong to him. As he’s pulling back, his hooded gaze pinned on me, he slides into me. I watch his eyes close as the heat from my core sheaths him. Movement from behind me has me looking back at Luca. He leans down and runs the tip of his finger over my top lip. His hand wraps around my jaw and tilts my head back. He leans in and brushes his mouth over mine. His kiss is soft and sensual where Demetri’s was laced with ownership. My core contracts. Demetri hisses. Luca’s gentle kiss turns urgent. His tongue slides pass my lips and seeks mine. He’s smooth and encouraging, sensual with each swipe of his tongue. Everywhere from my mouth, to my ear, to my throat is devoured by Luca. Squirming and moaning, I become delirious with an urgent need to release. I know Demetri can feel my insides fluttering. His covetous eyes are glued to us while he massages my inside with a slow tempo, holding back.

“Yes or no, gorgeous?” Luca’s whispered words drift next to my ear.

“Yes.” Quietly flows over my lips.

He stands above me. Pulls himself from his pants. Watches me watch him as he strokes his length. My body shakes, humming with an urgent need to be consumed by both. I call out Demetri’s name because it’s his stability I seek. My hips bear the pressure of his authoritative grip, letting me know he’s there. My slick inner thighs slide over Demetri’s hips with ease. My heart thunders in my chest. I swallow the saliva pooling in my mouth as I watch Luca stroke his impressive bulk. His tip glistens with a lustrous pearl of cum. We make eye contact. Then I clench my teeth, close my eyes, and open my mouth. Waiting for his flesh to pass over my lips.

The head of his cock presses against my tongue as he glides inside. I skim my tongue over the engorged ridges and close my lips around his thickness. The first thing I notice is that he tastes so different than Demetri. His thrusts start out slow as he holds the base of my chin steady. But then he picks up speed at my encouraging sounds. Demetri picks up his pace to match Luca. He grabs both my hands and slides his fingers through mine, interlocking them. He pushes them down to the mattresses edge by my hanging head and ruthlessly starts thrusting. My body rocks in timing with Luca sliding in and out of my mouth. Our movements become frenzied. Moaning, hissing, and whimpering fill the air. Flames ignites in my belly. My legs stiffen and a ball of fire erupts in my groin. I scream out my husband’s name as Luca slides over my tongue, hitting the back of my throat and cutting off my call of need. He pulls out just as Demetri releases my hands and grips the base of my throat, hoisting me up with a strength that slaps my chest against his.

“Fuck me,” Demetri hisses. “Open your fucking eyes, firefly.” With a flash of satisfying pain shooting through my core, I open my eyes and bathe in Demetri’s fiery gaze. “My good girl.”

I throw my weak arms around his strong neck to stabilize my drained body. A roar leaves his chest when my teeth sink into the red base of the lotus flower on his neck. My body is manipulated with each drive of Demetri’s powerful hips as streams of his cum coat my insides. His arms wrap around my waist and hold me down. His cock pulsating inside me makes me moan long and loud.

“Demetri…” My whisper fades to nothing as my forehead rests against his shoulder.

“I’ve got you, firefly. I’ve got you.”

ChapterThirty-Seven

HAVEN

I wakein a swath of heat. Disoriented, I fling the blankets off and search the room. I settle back down once I realize where I’m at. Taking in a deep breath, I release it with a smile. I’m still naked with a dried coating of my husband’s fluids blanketing my upper thighs. I roll out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. Stepping in front of the vanity, I take in my disheveled appearance in the mirror. “Feck, I’m a wreck.” I grin and crinkle my nose at the image reflecting.

I wash myself from head to toe with a washcloth I found. I use the toothbrush from before and dress. With a final fluff of my crazy, spiral curls that I know I will not fully tame until I can take a proper shower, I give myself a once over and head for the main cabin to find my husband. A sudden thought makes me stop just before opening the door. I’m not sure what to do, how to act. What if Luca is right outside the door? Do I say hello? Do I walk right by and ignore him? Now that it is all over, is Demetri mad? Is that why I was left alone in this bedroom? My bashfulness becomes nervousness.

I turn the handle slowly and pull the door open. As casually as I can, I peek around and check out the scene. The black hair on Demetri’s head can be seen from where I stand. He’s in the same seat he was prior to us entering the bedroom with Joseph and Luca sitting across from him. It appears Demetri is holding a meeting. I step out farther and close the door, noticing Demetri has his phone next to his ear. He seems to agree with whoever is on the other end. I take a step back thinking I should wait in the room until he finishes conducting business. I turn to leave but somehow Demetri knows I’m standing here and calls my name.

I take the tentative steps needed to get to him. With Demetri sitting in the middle chair, I stop at the empty row seat and brace myself against it. My sight is only on him. The blush hitting my cheeks is scorching. He pins me in my spot, surveying my blushing body. He taps his thigh, gesturing for me to sit. When I get close enough, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me down. I sheepishly look across at Luca not knowing what to expect. His smile is pacifying and warm. Not,I just had my dick in your mouth.

Demetri’s tap on my hip has me bringing my attention back to him. “Water? Or something stronger?”

“Stronger would be good.”

“Hold one second,” he tells whoever is on the phone before placing it against his chest to cover the speaker. “Devani,” he calls with a demanding tone.

“Yes, sir?”

“My wife would like a cocktail.”

“Certainly. What would you like, Mrs. Carbone?”

I glance down at Demetri’s drink of choice sitting on the tray next to us. “Same as his, please.”

“I’ll let you know how it goes.” He returns to his conversation as he pulls me in closer to him. “Considering the circumstances, it may not be me who fills you in. Luca or Joseph will make the call. Understood. We’ll meet when we’re back. We’ll set up a dinner so Lilah and Haven can get to know each other better.” He releases a half laugh. “Yeah, you’re right. That could be trouble.” He watches me as he pulls the phone from his ear, hits the end call button, and drops his phone on the tray next to his drink.

“No changes.” He nods at the guys then jerks his head, gesturing for them to leave us alone.

“You washed?”

“Of course.” My voice slightly higher as if stunned he is even asking. “How do you know?”

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