Page 61 of Triplets for the Mafia Prince

I grab the soda and carry it to the bathroom. I enter without thinking this situation through. The sight of her in the tub stops me in my tracks. Her hair is piled loosely atop her head, a few dark strands curling against her neck. Water beads on her shoulders while the rest of her is hidden under bubbles. Her eyes are closed, head tilted back against the rim, completely at ease as if we’re not running from the law and my father.

My throat goes dry. I should look away, but I can’t.

She opens her eyes, catching me staring. Instead of covering up or showing embarrassment, she gives me a sleepy smile that shoots straight through me. "You’re jealous, right? You know, I think there is room for both of us."

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Disappointment flashes in her eyes. If she wasn’t sure before, she is now that I’ve been trying to make sure we don’t fuck again. Why? At this moment, I can’t remember my reasoning.

“Is that my drink?”

I look down at the soda in my hand. “Yes.”

She rises in the tub, all those bubbles sluicing down her wet curves. Fucking hell. I might just come in my pants.

She steps to me, taking the soda, wrapping her lips around the straw, and sucking. That’s it. I’m done.

I take the soda, tossing it in the tub as I grip her and turn her against the vanity.

“Hey, I was thirsty.”

“The hell you are.” I put my face close to hers as my hand frantically searches my pocket for a condom. I guess I should have known I’d fail since I made sure to have one. “What are you really?”

I shove my pants down, my dick springing free and searching for relief.

“What do you mean?” She’s quite the vixen for being so newly initiated.

“You want me to fuck you?”

Her brow arches, and I see triumph in her eyes. “I think it’s you who wants to fuck me, Nic.” Her finger brushes over the tip of my now covered dick.

“Tell me no if you don’t want this.” It occurs to me that she might not be ready physically. When she doesn’t say anything, I drop to my knees and begin to eat her out like a starving man.

“Oh, God… Nic…” Moments later, she’s coming, her juices flowing into my mouth.

I rise up, gripping her hips and driving into her, hard. “Fuck!” Her pussy grips me, and I’m in heaven. She’s hot. Wet. Tight. Her pussy pulses around me until I think my eyes might roll back in my head.

I lean in, capturing her lips with mine. She tastes like desire. Her breathing grows ragged. I plunge in, harder, faster, pushing us both to the edge. Her whole body tenses, then shudders as she comes apart. My name falls from her lips like a prayer.

Electric pleasure shoots through me as I thrust and grind against her. My release overwhelms me. I’m lost in it. Lost in her.

I hold her through the aftershocks. My dick deflates, but when I move again, excitement flares. I’m not done.

“More.” I lift her, carrying her into the bedroom. I should be planning my revenge on my father. My rational mind screams about the dangers lurking outside, but my body refuses to listen.

I capture her mouth again, drowning in the taste of her. Her nails rake down my back. I grab another condom, my hands practically shaking as I sheath myself again. I enter her again. The connection is electric, consuming. For these precious moments, the world outside fades away.

My hands find hers, fingers intertwining above her head. She meets my rhythm, matching each thrust as if we’d done this dance a million times before.

The intimacy of it strikes deep and a terrifying realization comes to me. This isn't just sex anymore. This connection between us has grown into something I never wanted and shouldn’t have.

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BELLA

Iwake to Nic lying behind me, his warm hand sliding up my thigh. My body responds instantly, even as my mind struggles between the comfort of his touch and confusion about what this means for us.

Most of the day yesterday, I was sure he was putting distance between us. And then, like a switch, he couldn’t get enough of me, taking me in the bathroom and then again in bed. But after, he’d gotten up, saying he wanted to work on his plan. So I’m surprised to find him in bed next to me when there’s another bed.

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