Page 45 of Twisted Games of Revenge

I raise a brow. “I’m sure they’re not happy about it, but they have no fucking choice, Geovani. I have a score to settle, andthey now know they won’t see me again unless they’re willing to help me.”

He looks almost impressed by my newfound power over them, and he should. Even I’m surprised they have come around. But really, I gave them as little choice as I’m giving him. “What about us?” His hand runs down my side landing on my ass, pulling me in closer to him.

“Us?” I ask, blinking back up at him from under my fake lashes. Knowing what he is asking me but not sure how I respond. “We can talk about us when I have finished what I started with Sloane,” I finally answer when I see he’s not going to release me until I give him something.

I feel his hands tighten, the tips of his fingers biting into my skin. Fury rages off his body, and I step away from him, not sure what he’s about to do. But his hand comes to mine and he spins me so I’m facing him, the very obvious pink diamond ring glaring at the both of us as he holds up my hand. “I won’t let you marry him,” he spits, his words venomous and laced with barely controlled rage.

Oh, fuck, this is what he’s on about, he saw the ring. “I’m not marrying anyone, Geo.”

“What’s with the fucking diamond then, Red?” He backs me up until we’re walking back through the ensuite and my ass hits the vanity.

I place a hand on his chest, trying to get a little space. “Simply an agreement to be engaged for the allotted time it takes to destroy Enzo. When all is done, the ring can be returned to Alex.”

He lifts me so my ass is resting on the vanity, spreading my legs so he’s in between. I suck in a breath, the intensity in his eyes causing my heart to race like mad. Then his lips are on mine, kissing me, his hands lacing into my hair as he holds me closer. His tongue invades my mouth so possessively I feel likemy heart is going to stop. I want to tell him I love him. But this is all so crazy. Everything between us has always been different to what I have with the other boys, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want or care for him just as fiercely. Because I do.

As we kiss, he lets his towel drop to the tile floor. And in one quick move shoves mine aside so I’m uncovered for him as well. Then he lifts me just a little and pushes his cock inside of me.

“Fuck.” I moan into his lips, not expecting it, tingles going through my body just the same from how badly I want him.

He pushes my legs out wider and adjusts the angle so he can fuck me like this, slowly moving in and out of me, waiting for me to adjust to his size. It doesn’t take long since I was already dripping wet from how much it turned me on with all the washing in the shower. Then the fighting.

He pulls out of me, and I slide down to standing in his arms before he spins me around so I’m facing the mirror. My cheeks are flushed with heat, my hair a total tangled mess, and my pupils so dilated you can barely make out the color of them. I push my ass back, wanting him to fill me up again. “Do it,” I taunt him, wondering what he’s waiting for.

He’s studying me, and he spreads my legs wider, stroking his hand through my folds. Then when I’m desperate and panting for him to fill me up again, he pushes his cock back inside me so fucking deep it has my pussy clenching. His eyes lock with mine in the mirror as his hand comes around the front and slides through my juices, finding the sensitive bud of my clit. His other hand comes to my throat, his fingers wrapping around it firmly as he pulls me back onto his cock. He looks possessed, fucking batshit crazy! But so do I. My eyes roll back in my head, and I take every deep thrust he gives me, loving every second of it.

With his fingers on my clit working their magic, combined with the tightening of my airway with the hold he has around my neck and his thick cock filling me up, it sends me over the edge ina frenzy of sensory overload. I scream my release into the empty bathroom, my cries echoing off the tile walls, as I hear him grunt his own release at the exact same time.

He drops his head to mine, and I refix my gaze on him. On our reflection. Water dripping everywhere from my long hair, our faces hot and flushed, and our bodies impossibly close together. His hands are still on me, rough but not causing any pain. “Marry me instead.” His words fill my ears, and I immediately know he’s serious.

I blink back at him. “What the fuck, Geovani?” I snap, trying to move, but he won’t let me. He has me right where he wants me, trapped and vulnerable, unable to hide anything from him when he can see my every expression and feel my body’s reaction.

He holds me close, his eyes locked on mine. “I will protect you from Enzo, you should be mine.”

I blink back at him, not sure what to say or do. He’s still fucking inside of me, I can feel his cum running down my leg. But I don’t move, I just stare back at him. I don’t want to hurt him; he means too much to me. “Geo, I don’t want to marry anyone. Ever,” I tell him honestly.

I feel the way his body tenses, then all of a sudden, he loosens his grip on me, and he pulls out, taking a step away.

Immediately I miss the contact, sucking in breaths, trying to get my erratic heart under control. “Geo, you mean so much to me. You all do. But I don’t want the conventional marriage and babies and all that goes with it. Honestly, after all the examples I have seen in my life, I don’t want to end up like any one of them. But that doesn’t mean I’m not in love with you, because I am. I hope that’s enough for you, because I can’t make any promises of the future. I have no idea what it looks like.”

His hand comes to my face, and he pulls me toward him, softly kissing my lips. “I fucking love you, Harley. When I thought I would never see you again, it fucked me up. If you wantsomething less conventional then so be it. We do whatever you want.”

“Seriously?” His change catches me off guard, a genuine smile breaking across my face as I look back at him.

He nods. “What do you want?”

“Revenge.” I smirk devilishly. It’s all-consuming, and until I get it, I can’t see past the anger I have toward Enzo to imagine what the future looks like.

His hand strokes through my hair, pulling us closer together again. “When you get your revenge, what then?” He kisses my forehead.

“Selfishly, I want all of you.” I bite into my bottom lip, wondering if I should go on. I know how terrible it sounds, but it’s the truth. I love all four of them and don’t want to imagine my life without them all in it.

“What else?”

I close my eyes and for the first time in forever allow myself to dream. “A house in the country we can escape to on the weekends and an apartment in the city where we can hang during the week. I want Ricky to be a doctor, Maddox to win a fucking title fight, Alex to rule whatever kingdom he needs to, and for you to do whatever it is that makes your heart happy. I want us all to be free and safe to be whoever the fuck we want.” My eyes open, and I find him staring at me.

He offers me a half smile, and I know under his tough exterior he wants that as well. “I’m happy when I’m with you.” His finger traces a line over my face, like he’s trying to memorize every detail.

“Am I asking for too much?” A grin spreads across my face as I let out a hearty laugh, hoping to break the tension that hangs heavy in the air.

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