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Dante showed me no mercy, fucking me right through it, getting harder and rougher, chasing his own pleasure until he spilled inside of me, his teeth sinking into the back of my neck in place of his hand, like a wolf claiming a mate.

My senses remained fuzzy as Dante pulled out and rolled to the side, taking me with him. I clung to him, feeling sticky, like I needed to stay attached to him.

“Beautiful,” Dante murmured, kissing my hair. “Is that what you wanted, darling? You did so well, you were beautiful.”

I hummed and nodded, not trusting my voice. I nuzzled into him. I could go to sleep just like this, with Dante praising me for how good I’d let him fuck me… although we did need to shower…

“Wow, and I thought I was kinky,” a male voice said, and I screamed in surprise, grabbing instinctively at the blankets to cover myself as Dante shot up, growling and one fist cocked back for a fight.

Standing in the doorway was a man I had known only through photos and reputation:

Marco Russo.

CHAPTER23

Dante

Marco looked tan, well-fucked, and smugger than a cat with a dozen canaries.

“What thefuckare you doing here,” I snarled. “And how’d you even get in?”

“Aww, baby bro, you should know by now I can get in anywhere that Daddy-o needs me to get into,” Marco quipped. He looked perfectly at ease despite the fact that both Delaney and I were still naked.

I glared at him. “Turn the fuck around,” I snapped, and surprisingly, Marco did as I ordered. “Delaney, do you want to take a shower while I deal with this asshole brother of mine?”

Delaney got the hint and scurried out of bed, casting me a worried look before slipping into the bathroom and closing the door. A moment later I heard the shower turn on.

I grabbed some sweatpants and put them on. “Your fucking timing, Marco, I swear to Christ…”

“Hey, I waited until you two finished,” Marco replied with an unapologetic shrug. “Sorry I didn’t give you another half a fucking hour to enjoy the afterglow.”

I flipped him off and headed for the kitchen area. “Do you want coffee?”

“God, you and Vincent, you’re so fucking polite it’s obscene. I just broke into your apartment and busted you having non-consent roleplay with your girl and you’re offering me a fucking coffee?”

“Would you rather I offered you a punch in the mouth?” I started up the coffee maker. “Anyway you’re supposed to be in fucking—what, the Bahamas?”

“Got back,” he said simply.

“Oh joy.”

“Listen, dipshit, I’m not here for shits and giggles, okay?” Marco said, more serious now. “And believe it or not I have other things and other people I’d rather be doing right now. But Vincent sent me.”

“Oh did he now. Couldn’t be bothered to come himself?” I grabbed three mugs from the cupboard.

“No, hecan’tcome. Dad would know.”

I turned to look at Marco, squinting. “What are you talking about?”

Marco sighed and sat down. “Look. Vincent told me what Dad wants you to do. And we both know you don’t want to do it. Vincent was talking about having to do shit you don’t want to, I said that was bullshit, things got a little heated… and I may have pointed out that given Vincent went and swanned off to marry whoever the fuck he wanted and then covered up her family’s crimes, and then I went and faked an FBI agent’s death so I could marryher, maybe we shouldn’t be so judgmental. Maybe we should help you the way we should’ve years ago.”

I nearly dropped the coffee mugs. “I’m sorry, did you just say—y’know what, no.” I shook my head. “No, I do not want to know, the less I know the less I’ll eventually have to perjure myself in court.”

Marco pointed, a delighted smile on his face. “See? See! That’s what Dad doesn’t understand. You wouldn’t give us away. You’d perjure yourself for us, Dante, just ‘cause you don’t want in on the business doesn’t mean you don’t love us.”

“You thought I didn’t?” That stung.

“Dad doesn’t. You know him. Loyalty… it’s one kind, in his mind. And if you don’t have loyalty you don’t have love.” Marco shrugged. “Look, he loves me by telling me how much of a disappointment I am, the guy’s got a fucked up way of showing he cares.”

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