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“You’re such a good girl letting me fuck you like this. So wet and open for me whenever I want you.”

Warm waves of pleasure roll through me. Soothed by his words and the gentle rhythm of him rocking into me, I drift into a peaceful state of euphoria. I’d be anything and everything for this man. Romeo too. They take such good care of me, and I’ve learned how to let them.

Ace’s lips brush over my neck, his tongue dancing over my skin, and whimpers roll out of my mouth as he whispers soothing words of comfort in my ear and rocks us both to a slow-rolling orgasm. And when he pulls out of me, he rolls me onto my side again, nestling me between him and Romeo.

“Love you, baby,” Romeo whispers, pulling me close and nuzzling his nose in my hair. I think I say it back, but I can’t be sure the words actually come out of my mouth. Not that it matters because he knows. They both know how much I love them and that if anything ever happened to them, the fire of my rage and grief would burn this world to ash.

Chapter

Fifty-Eight

KERES

Four months later

I hand a squirming baby Angelo back to his mom.

“Are you hungry again, my little milk demon?” Mia takes a seat on the sofa, and Lorenzo sits beside her, partially obscuring her from view while she feeds their son.

“He’s probably just scared of his aunty Keres,” Max says, then laughs darkly as he sits beside his pregnant wife. Joey playfully swats him on the arm.

I fake a scowl at Max, who simply laughs harder at my effort to pretend like I’m mad at him. But his teasing makes me feel like one of the family, and it’s taken us all a long time to accept that I truly am one of them. I’m proud to call them my family. I guess that Moretti blood runs deeper in my veins than I thought.

Lunch at the Moretti house every Sunday afternoon has become something of a routine for us, and I’d be lying if I said it isn’t one of my favorite parts of the week. I know Ace and Romeo enjoy being here too. It means a lot to all of us given our history with everyone in this room. I treasure the friendship I’ve developed with my half sisters, Joey and Toni, not to mention Kat, who is one of the kindest souls I’ve ever met. But mostly, I’m grateful for the special friendship I’ve built with Mia, a woman who had every right to hate me but has become one of the most important people in my life.

I catch Lorenzo’s eye, and he offers me a smile as I take a seat on the sofa beside Ace.

Everyone is involved in their own conversations, and I sit quietly with my head on Ace’s shoulder and watch Mia feed her son.

Ace squeezes my thigh. “You want one of those?”

I turn and stare at him. “One of what?”

“Um. A baby,” he replies, like it’s the most logical thing for him to say.

“God. No.” I shake my head. Where would we even find the time to have a baby with the shelter and all the fundraising and everything else it takes to keep that place running? Not to mention our newest undertaking, the one that excites and terrifies me more than anything else in the world.

He runs a hand over the stubble on his square jaw. “You looked pretty comfortable holding Angelo.”

I roll my eyes. “Yeah, I like babies. Doesn’t mean I want one.”

Romeo flops onto the sofa on the other side of me and drapes his arm over my shoulder. “What are we talking about?”

“Babies,” Ace says with a casual shrug.

Romeo’s face lights up. “Babies? Are we having some?”

“What? No.” I frown at him. “Why would you—” I shake my head. “You’re not serious, right?”

He shrugs now too. “I dunno. Could be fun.”

“Babies are not fun! They’re a major commitment and a lot of hard work and… Don’t we have enough on our plates? We only just started—”

“Relax, Trouble.” Ace chuckles. “We don’t have to have babies if you don’t want to.”

“But if you do…” Romeo adds with a wink.

I glance between the two of them. “But do you want to? Both of you?”

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