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“Right,” she laughs, “that’s why you’re getting so upset right now, because I can read you like a fucking book.” She follows me into the bathroom, pressing her tits into my lower back. “If you can’t talk to them, talk to me.” Her arms come around me, hugging me from behind.

“I won't pretend to know what you’re going through, and I’m really shitty with comforting people, but I’m here for you.”

I turn in her grasp, looking down into her emerald green eyes. “I have to be strong for my girls right now.” I whisper, wiping the tears away from my eyes.

“You don’t have to be strong right now.” She squeezes me tighter and I hate the way it’s affecting me, so I flip my asshole switch, hoping to shut down whatever the fuck this is.

“You would love that, wouldn’t you?” I scoff, pushing her arms down. “Watching the infamous Mateo Rossi crying like a punk ass bitch.”

“If you think I get off on the pain of people I care about, you really don’t know me at all.” She whispers, her gaze dropping to the floor.

“I’m sorry.” I tip her chin up to look at me. “I can’t fall apart now. If I do, they’ll never be able to put me back together.”

“You have enough of us.” Her hands wrap against the back of my neck, pulling me down to her.

“We’ll find every single piece and put it back. Just feel what you need to feel.” She crushes her lips to mine for a second, then pulls away just as the first tears fall.

Chapter 31

Aurora

Waking up this morning is difficult. Today is Leo’s funeral, and I’m so worried about how Luna is going to handle it. She has this dumb idea in her head that she shouldn’t be allowed to grieve for him anymore, because she didn’t raise him. She feels that Amara was his mother, if Mathias hadn’t killed her, she should be the one grieving her loss.

None of us are sure where this came from, but everyone is trying to help her along without pushing her. Karrion came over to visit yesterday, she felt much better after he left. He’s the only one that will fuck her right now, because he doesn’t care about her feelings. The rest of us feel like we’d be using her or taking advantage of her.

Since Karrion doesn’t have feelings, he doesn’t have any reservations about giving her the distraction she’s looking for.

“Good morning, Peach.” Luna whispers, rolling out of bed.

“Good morning, Luna.” Smiling at her, I climb from the bed, walk behind her and wrap my arms around her. She melts into my embrace, just letting me hold her for a few moments.

“I don’t think I can do this, Peach.” She shakes her head and sniffles.

“We’re here for you.” I tell her, spinning her around to face me. “Let us support you.”

“I’m so sick of fucking crying.” She steps away from me, swatting the tears from her face. “I’m not some weak bitch that sits around crying all the time.”

“You’re not a weak bitch for grieving, Luna.” I spit through clenched teeth. “Who the fuck is putting these ideas into your head?”

“Me!” She screams in my face. “The three people that I love the most in this world won’t even touch me!”

“We don’t want to take advantage of you, that’s all.” I tell her, grabbing her hand. “We don’t want you to resent us for giving in to you before you’re ready.”

“I’m fucking ready, Aurora.” She grabs my hips, pulling me against her. “I haven’t been fucked for days, I just want somebody to want me!”

“You’ve fucked Karrion multiple times over the past couple days.”

She throws her head back in laughter. “That’s not what I’d call that.” She shakes her head before smashing her lips to mine and grabbing the back of my head to deepen our kiss.

Someone clears their throat from the doorway, and I turn to glare at whoever interrupted us. A smile spreads across Luna’s face as Lorenzo steps into the room in nothing but boxers.

“Am I interrupting something?” He raises a brow as he saunters toward us. The bulge in his boxers has me licking my lips.

“No, Sir.” Luna purrs, running her hands down his chest as soon as he’s within reach. “Join us, please.” She begs, sliding her hand below the waistband of his boxers, slowly stroking his hard cock.

“Mateo will be up in a few minutes to shower.” He pulls his boxers down, kicking them across the room. “I’m sure he’d love to join as well.” I see her clench her thighs, stroking his cock faster.

“Sounds like fun.” She smiles up at him, dropping to her knees. “Fuck my face, please, Sir.” She sticks her tongue out and he slowly slides past her lips, groaning when he reaches the back of her throat.

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