Page 26 of Come to Head

Emilio let loose a growl, a noise pulled from the depths of his body as he held on tight, not letting me budge a muscle away; it shook my attention to him. The vibrations from it went directly to my core and I unconsciously grinded my hips against his length that still pushed at me through a thin layer of cloth.

His caramel eyes were critical, striking. Analyzing me as if he could see my inner insecurities, my wants and needs. And maybe he could. He certainly had in the past.

He rolled up to meet me, his cock rubbing against me and I let out a soft moan. He was distracting me from the negativities that wormed their way into my mind.

“My sweet, Bella Isa. You always thought you didn’t deserve the world, always felt the weight of other’s attention and shortcomings. But not anymore.” His sharp jaw ticked in anger. “We were apart for too long, and I was forced to watch as the men you allowed into your life hurt you. I may be the villain in some stories, but in yours? I will be your hero. I will be someone you can rely on. It’s the world that isn’t enough for you. And I pledge to spend everyday fixing your world until it fits you exactly as you are. I love you Isa. Every single piece and part.Neverfucking change, not for me or anyone else.”

My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Of how all of this was happening too fast, but then the realization that maybe this was exactly where I belonged. But how would this work, how could I possibly be withthreemen?

In spite of it all, there was one thing for certain, time may have left its ugly mark on my heart, but even so, Emilio still took up space inside of it.

I cared about him, wanted him,loved him.

I always had.

Emilio shifted underneath me and it took only a moment to realize why.

I hadn’t noticed how wet our interaction had made me, how needy I was for Emilio.

Not until his now free cock slid up and into me in one plunge, fully distracting me from my thoughts.

“Fuck!” The word was a garbled mess.

“That’s right, take it, take all of it.” He bit his bottom lip as he used his firm hold on my neck to physically bounce me on his cock. Electricity streamed across my nerves as desire furled deep in my belly.

My hands moved on their own to hold onto his bulky shoulders enjoying the feel of his rough skin there as he pumped hard and fast into me from below. His eyes never left mine. The adoration is clear in their depth. It was edging just on the side of too much.

But Emilio’s intensity was another aspect of the man I hadn’t realized how much I missed. Another reason I should have known the man that Yara sent was him. He wrapped me up in every single moment, leaving me a needy and discombobulated mess in the best possible way.

I was a thousand tangled threads, and he was able to find exactly which ones needed to be tugged on.

“I”—thrust—“fucking”—thrust—“love”—thrust—“you!” Emilio growled the words out, not pausing his relentless assault. His hand on my ass squeezed tighter, just on the edge of pain. He readjusted his grip on my neck to the front and applied just a bit more pressure before his thumb came up to push between my lips.

Behind me was the unmistakable noise of a door opening and closing.

Emilio slowed his pace but didn’t stop.

“Just like that, let me watch as you fuck her. I want to see her stretched out.” Maddox’s gruff voice was still coated in sleep.

Embarrassment and shame filtered throughthe desire.

“He likes it, Isa, just enjoy the fucking ride. Big man, show me what you can do while I fuck her.”

“Turn her around.” Maddox’s voice was closer now.

Before I could truly understand what he said, Emilio was moving his hands to my hips, withdrawing from me and lifting me up simultaneously.

I glared at him. “What the—”

My words were cut off as he turned me on his lap, my knee awkwardly moving across him until I was now facing Maddox and he used his grip on my hips to impale me in one thrust.

“Just like that.” Maddox ate up the remaining space between us before ripping off my Mumu. “Fucking beautiful.” He fell to his knees at my feet, taking me in. We were, for once, at eye level.

I didn’t even need to push down the stupid self-consciousness that I expected to wash through me. Instead, I simplyenjoyedthe weight of his attention on my entirely naked body in the light. By now I should know these men accepted me. Wanted me, every single piece and part, but it was still new. My brain wasn’t quite on the same page as my heart, but it was almost there.

“Ellie.” Maddox’s rough hand found my skin, cupping my breast. His other moved to his mouth, wetting two fingers before moving it to my clit. “Perfection.”

Maddox rubbed the sensitive spot as Emilio continued to pound into me from below.

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