I shake my head; my response is genuine. “You’re right; the idea of you making an emotional connection with another man drives me crazy. I don’t like the idea of you fucking another man when I’m not there, but I never thought about what it would be like if I were included. Apparently, it’s really fucking hot.”
“It is?” she whispers, her bottom lip quivering, and the strong and dominant woman I experienced last night is suddenly vulnerable.
“Fuck yeah, that’s hot!” Dante agrees.
I ignore him as I pull on her arms, causing her to stand and face me. As she moves, her gaze never breaks away from mine. I move in close, my face inches away from hers, and I whisper, “I think it’s pretty safe to say that we all want to give you something you’ve always wanted. Also, I want you to know this is the man I will be for you every day you are with me.”
She swallows hard, her chest heaving with each breath. She looks away momentarily, her eyes flicking to Dante, then Nico, and back to me. “Okay,” she utters softly, and I feel a burst of relief and excitement.
“Good girl,” I praise her, my voice a rumble. “Now go upstairs and get ready.”
The other men don’t speak. They only watch as she silently leaves the room, the stairs creaking under her weight as she moves to her bedroom. A moment later, we hear the water running in her bathroom.
Nico’s voice reveals his apprehension. “Hey man, are you sure about this?”
I give him an unwavering look. “Do you think Gia is beautiful?”
“Of course, anyone would,” Nico answers truthfully.
“And you? Do you think she’s beautiful?” I ask, looking down at Dante.
Dante nods, a grin forming at the corner of his mouth. “Without a doubt. She’s fucking gorgeous.”
I give a small, satisfied nod, my confidence in my decision growing stronger. “And do the two of you want to fuck my fiancée?”
Dante and Nico exchange glances, their eyes meeting for a moment before looking back at me. Their faces are a mix of curiosity and lust. Dante speaks first, always open for a chance to please.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
Nico chuckles at Dante’s response before forcing a stern look back on his face, but his eyes betray his excitement. “Of course I do, but not if you’re uncomfortable. It’s not worth it.”
I nod, reassured by Nico’s concern. “I’m good, I promise. My only requirement is when we get up there, this is all about her.” My words are a vow, an unspoken oath that binds us to her pleasure.
Dante rips off his shirt with lightning speed, and a moment later, it hits the floor. I catch the glint in his eyes. He’s in, no reservations. “Let’s do this,” he announces before flexing his muscles on his chest and back.
His eagerness causes Nico and me to laugh. I shake my head. “Dante is clearly in, are you?”
Nico removes his shirt, half as a joke and half as a show of solidarity. Immediately, I notice the scar from the night Anthony nearly ended his life, and I feel a twinge of emotion in my gut. A physical testament to just what Gia and her sacrifices mean to all of us.
“I’ll follow your lead,” Nico answers.
I unbutton my shirt and remove it, revealing my bare chest.
“Alright,” I reply.
“Fuck yeah, this is going to be wild.” Dante grins as he strips out of the remainder of his clothes, leaving only his underwear.
Nico and I laugh in response as I add, “Remember, this is about her.”
“Of course,” Dante replies, lifting his hands apologetically.
With that, I start up the stairs, my heart pounding at the thought of fulfilling Gia’s fantasy. I can feel Dante’s and Nico’s presence behind me. As I enter the bedroom, I see Gia lying naked on the bed, lit by the soft glow of her bedside lamps. Her chest rises and falls, the quick, shallow breaths betraying her anticipation. She looks so beautiful, so vulnerable, and I can’t help but feel a surge of protectiveness wash over me.
Gia’s eyes widen as she takes us all in, desire dancing in her eyes as we move to stand at the foot of the bed. I step forward, moving around to Gia’s side, my hand gently stroking her cheek.
My voice is low. “This is about you.”
Her eyes flicker to Nico and Dante, then back to me, and she says, “Okay,” in a shaky voice.