Page 14 of Bound By Her Mafia Bosses

“Let me,” she said. He stood next to her, and she grabbed his cock, stroking it in her hand as Lucky used her body. It felt so good, having them both touching her and whispering every dirty thing that they wanted to do with her.

“After he’s done with you,” Zan said. “I’m going to finish fucking your mouth, honey,” he whispered. “You’re going to swallow everything that I give to you.”

“Yes,” she almost shouted. She was so close and when Zan leaned over to suck her right nipple into his mouth, it was all she could take. Jules shouted out both of their names as she came around Lucky’s cock.

He pumped into her body a few more times before losing himself inside of her. Lucky let her slide down his body, leaving Jules feeling completely sated, but they weren’t done with her.

“My turn,” Zan insisted. He helped her kneel in front of him and when he told her to open, she felt a new wetness between her legs. She loved it when they used her body for their own pleasure. It got her off.

Zan wasted no time sliding into her willing mouth. He pulled her hair out of her face and held her hair to give himself some traction. Zan pumped in and out of her mouth, taking what he needed from her and making no apologies for being a bit too rough. Jules loved every single minute with him too. And when he came into her mouth, he ordered her to swallow every bit of his release, and she did.

“Good girl,” Lucky praised. He pulled her up from the shower floor and washed her hair, gently massaging her scalp as Zan soaped up her body. They whispered little praises in her ears, calling her their, “Good girl.” She wanted to be that for them both too—their good girl.

Jules wasn’t sure how she had become someone who thought about the future, but Zan and Lucky made her want to do just that. The question was out of her mouth before she even had time to think it over.

“How do you both feel about having a family?” Jules asked.

“I’m in,” Lucky quickly agreed.

“I don’t mean right this minute, Bruno,” she said. “I mean in the future.”

“I’d like one now or in the future, as long as it’s with you, honey,” Lucky amended.

“I feel the same way that Lucky does. I know that we’ve only just met, but I think that I’d like a family with you too, baby,” Zan said.

“Good, because I think that I’d like one too,” Jules admitted. She didn’t have to think about what that family would look like. Seeing her brother, Gabe, happily married in a poly relationship with kids, made her want the same. She just never imagined that she’d find happiness with two men, but she had. Now, all she had to do was find a way to fix the mess that they were all in, and then, they could go home and start working on the family that they all seemed to want.

Lucky

Two Months Later

Lucky woke up early and checked the fire. He wanted to make sure that Jules and Zan had a nice warm cabin to wake up to. He grabbed his cell phone from the kitchen counter, where he had left it charging, and found that Jules’s brother, Gabe, had called him four times since dawn. That could only mean trouble, but he didn’t want to worry until he had something to worry about.

He hit redial and called Gabe back, not liking the way that he sounded when he answered the phone. “I’ve been trying to call you, man,” Gabe almost shouted into the other end of the line. “Where the fuck have you been, Lucky?” Gabe and he had kept in touch after Lucky went in after Jules and Gabe’s son, Michael. He liked that guy, but he especially liked the way Gabe took care of Lucky’s little cousin, Mila.

“I was sleeping, man. I had to charge my phone and your sister has a strict rule of no phones or television in the bedroom,” Lucky said.

“We don’t need to discuss you and my sister in the bedroom, Lucky,” Gabe insisted.

“All right,” he said. “Why are you calling me at the butt crack of dawn?” he asked.

“I have news,” Gabe said. “Isabella Gallo is dead.”

“What?” Lucky asked. He always suspected that she’d be taken out while she was serving her prison sentence, but he never believed that anyone would have the nerve to pull it off. The only ones strong enough to oppose Isabella were her sons.

“Which one of them did it?” Lucky asked. “It had to have been one of her sons.”

“None of them, actually. It was an opposing mafia family who had someone on the inside,” Gabe said.

“Well, shit,” Lucky grumbled. “I bet she never saw it coming.” That was a shame too because if anyone deserved to live in fear of death finding them, it was Isabella Gallo. She had destroyed so many families over the years, including her own, she deserved every bad thing that Karma wanted to throw at her.

“It couldn’t have happened to a more deserving person. She tried to kill Mila, my sister, and my son. If I could have done it myself, I would have.” That was the furthest from the truth. Gabe was one of the nicest people Lucky had ever known. It was one of the reasons why he never reached out to him about Jules after they parted ways. He didn’t want to put Gabe in the middle of the mess he made with Jules. Instead, he concentrated on making Gabe his friend and hoped that one day, he'd have a reason to think of him as more—like maybe a brother-in-law.

“You’d never,” Lucky challenged.

“You’re right. I play for the good guys, but I would have at least liked to have been in the room when it happened,” Gabe corrected.

“You and me both,” Lucky agreed. “So, is it safe to leave the cabin and head back to Chicago then?” He had to admit, the thought of leaving their little safe haven was one that he didn’t like. Zan, Jules, and he had found their way through a difficult relationship at the cabin, and he liked who they were there. Back in Chicago, he was just another mafia thug who wasn’t sure what his next move should be. He and Zan had talked about going into business together—maybe even starting a security firm for the elite, but he just wasn’t sure how he’d manage outside of his former life.

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