Page 136 of Mafie Queen

He pushes up on one arm, hovering over me.

“I do need to apologize. I did not listen when you were trying to keep us safe. If it were not for you, we would all be dead. So, please stop talking and let me apologize to my wife.”

His head dips lower while his tongue dances circles around my nipples and all the way down my belly until he reaches my center. I’m so turned on that just the brush of his fingers nearly does it for me.

He takes his time though, careful of all of my sore spots. He spreads my legs, and though my ass feels like it might fall off just from the sheets touching it, I move to open wider for him.

He blows breaths of air over my glistening pussy, drawing out the pleasure. Tingles build quickly, but he takes his time, pushing his tongue deep inside me, my back arches. My ass burns, but holy shit.

He adds in a finger, then another, curling them until I can hardly remember to breathe. He moves back up my body, before his lips seal over my nipple, causing me to whimper. He chuckles as his mouth meets mine.

I hardly register as his fingers slip free, or when his cock slides in. All I know is that I forgive him. I forgave him the moment I understood his pain.

But he doesn’t see that the same way others might. His mind works differently. If I forgive him, I need to show it. So, I wrap my arms around him as he fucks into me, clinging to the man who helps me find peace in the pain.

He slips a hand between us, circling my clit as I rock my hips into him. I find my climax in record time, but Alexi isn’t done with me. He flips me onto my front, then drives into me frombehind. I push up on my elbows to get a better angle and to meet his thrusts with my own.

I can feel my cheeks rippling with the force of his hips driving into me. My body shudders, on the brink of another orgasm already.

“Come with me, Princess. Show me how my cock was made to please you.”

“Shit, Lex. Yes,” I cry out as his fingers tease my ass. One slides in, moving back and forth until I clamp down on him. I feel his head swell inside of me, and I let go.

He fucks me through each wave of pleasure, and I milk his cock for every drop. We fall to the bed in a mess as he pulls me flush with his body. My head lands on his muscular chest and strong arms band around me, holding me close.

“Thank you for being everything I need, Princess.”

“Thank you for reminding me of just how strong I am, Batman.”

Chapter 47

By the time we make it back home, my body feels like jelly. Alexi fucked me so hard that, for a moment, I questioned if I really could handle three men for the rest of my life. Then, I walked in on Damien and Lev fucking in the kitchen and that thought went out the window.

The second they saw me, I was pulled in and fucked until I could no longer physically keep my legs upright. Alexi spoiled me with breakfast in bed, and we all laid together with a movie on in the background.

The kind of peace that finds me when I’m with them is so surreal. These are the moments where my brain feels like itactually resets. There’s a lot to talk about and do over the next three days before we fill in everyone who’s part of the round table on the plan and start training. Alexi has a funeral to plan and we all have to figure out the schedule for our new positions during this time.

However, right now, all that matters is us embracing the quiet. Just for a day. A day that doesn’t last very long and is interrupted by a very familiar ringtone.

Damien groans as he moves his head on my lap, and Alexi sits forward to grab my phone for me. Lev pulls me close from my other side.

“Just tell her we’re relaxing,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss my neck.

“Or you could not answer,” Alexi suggests.

“If she’s calling, it’s important,” I inform them as I tap the green button. Immediately, I know I’m right too.

“Evie, I need you here. Now!”

The world really did just scream it hated me.

“What is it?” I ask as I get out of the bed and tap the speaker button.

The guys immediately get the hint and follow me to my closet as I grab some clothes.

“Someone got onto the property and got to my room. I…” she trails off. If Laney is speechless then something is more than wrong.

“Come on, girl, what happened?” I keep my voice gentle yet urgent, trying to be supportive but needing to know what happened.

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