Page 48 of New Orleans Collection

Fuck, she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. The way the corset is exaggerating her figure is only the icing on the cake. She’s always been beautiful, but I forced myself not to look, not to notice. I couldn’t afford to bring my darkness into her life.

I wasn’t willing to risk it even though she might have understood the dangers of being with a man like me because she grew up around men who live in the gray. Still, that’s not the same as committing to or loving a man like me.

Somehow, with Rocco and Leo at my side, I’m not as concerned about our world touching her. We can protect her together in a way I wouldn’t be able to do by myself.

It’s the only way this can work. I can see it so fucking clearly now when I couldn’t before.

“You’re going to take all three of us tonight,” I warn our woman and watch as her eyes darken to almost navy.

I’m standing in front of her naked now, my cock hard and begging for some relief. Her gaze trails over my skin, taking in my tattoos, and lands on my cock which twitches under her attention. They way she licks her lips tells me she wants to taste me, and I wrap my palm around my shaft and stroke to get a little fucking relief.

Leo reaches out and smooths a hand over our woman’s ass and she looks over her shoulder to take in Leo in all his naked glory. “I’m taking your ass, Tesoro,” his voice is low and husky.

I’ve never seen Leo on the edge of his control and sanity, but I’m witnessing it now. I almost want to laugh, but it’s not funny because I understand what he’s feeling. Because I’m feeling it too.

“I’m going to destroy your cunt,” Rocco grits out through his teeth and I watch as the fabric of the corset strains as her breathing turns ragged. “I’m jealous my brother has already had his fingers there. I’m going to make sure you don’t remember any man who has touched your body before us while molding you to my cock.”

Fleur rubs her thighs together and whimpers softly, “Please.”

“I’m going to enjoy burying my dick in your throat, Fleur,” my voice has a sing-song quality to it which has our woman’s eyes coming back to meet mine. “You’re going to swallow every drop of my cum, too. Aren’t you?”

She licks her lips in a way that tells me she’s not even aware of her actions as she starts to nod slowly. “I’ll swallow all of your cum, Gio,” she vows.

With her words, I swear my cock turns into a divining rod and tries to pull me closer to her. My water. My reason for everything.

I just couldn’t give into the pull before. It’s not like it wasn’t there, but the walls between us, the hurdles we’d have to surmount, felt too big.

It doesn’t now with my brothers along for the ride with me. Which might be fucked up, but I don’t really give a shit at this point. How could I?

Our hands start to move over Fleur’s body, and she relaxes into our touch, giving herself over to us in a beautiful display of trust. I know I haven’t earned it. Not yet, but I will.

I know when Fleur suggested that we spend the night together since we were standing between her and another man, she was half joking. I wasn’t amused and I’m usually able to be amused by most things in life.

The thought of the man who was chatting with her at the bar having his hands on her causes me to drop my arms away from her and clench my fists. I don’t want anyone to touch her but us. I know it doesn’t make a lot of sense, but it doesn’t have to.

Not right now. Not for me. Not for us.

“Gio?”

Fleur whispering my name questioningly pulls me out of my dark thoughts and I look into her blue eyes, dark with desire and need, something we can satisfy in our woman. I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and haul her against my chest, loving the way the breath wooshes from her lungs at the contact when she can’t take a full breath to begin with. Watching her be tightened into what would only be scraps of fabric on someone else, but is regal and becoming on her, was hotter than I thought it would be.

When my lips slam down on hers, everything other than the taste and feel of her disappear. There is nothing except for us, nothing that matters anyway. She moans into my mouth, and I plunge two fingers inside of her tight pussy, knowing it’s as close as I’ll be getting tonight.

I’m okay with it because I’m looking forward to having her wrap her lips around my cock. Being able to fuck her face, her trusting me with her breath, has my cock leaking and begging to be inside of her. I groan and rip my mouth away from hers to find her eyes closed and a dreamy expression on her face.

“Tesoro,” I rasp, and her eyes open slowly as my thumb teases her clit, “you’re soaked for us. You want all your holes to be filled by me and my brothers?”

“Please,” she whimpers and it’s like something breaks in the room around us.

Leonardo hauls her to him while grunting at Rocco, “Get on the bed.”

Our youngest brother scrambles to follow Leo’s order, Fleur’s eyes following him. I can read the hunger on her face as she looks at him. Her fingers twitch like she wants to reach for him, and I chuckle under my breath.

“So greedy for our cocks,” I tease her, but the only response I get is the slight twitch of her lips as her focus remains on Rocco.

“Is she ready to slide down onto his cock?” I look up to find Leo looking at me. His voice drops to a growl, “How wet is she?”

I bring the fingers that were just buried inside of her, the same ones glistening with her arousal. “She’s slick and ready. Look at her pussy, it’s practically begging to be filled.”

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