Page 58 of A Game of Secrets

“Fuck, Linc!” is all I hear. She's done, I can feel it before it happens, her pussy tightens like a vice around me and her sultry moans become a strangled cry as she calls my name once more. The gush of warmth I feel over my cock deep inside her has me weak and as she comes down from her high I feel myself letting go. My release almost cripples me as fill up her tight hole and I have to bring my hands to the wall to keep myself upright.

"Fucking hell!" I groan as my cock twitches with aftershocks, I can feel Lucille still shuddering against my chest.

I wait a minute for Lucille’s breathing to come back down to a steady rhythm before I slip my cock from between her swollen lips and watch as my cum leaks out and dribbles down her thigh and although it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen, I need to clean her up and get her into bed. "Let me clean you up," I whisper, before grabbing a washcloth from the shelf along the wall and covering it with her vanilla scented body wash. I gently caress her body, taking extra care between her thighs. As I stroke the cloth over her pussy she flinches and my cock almost stands to attention straight away, ready for round two. I watch her watching me as I leave a trail of kisses behind where I drag the cloth and notice the desire still burning behind her eyes. "I had every intention of taking you on a date tonight Love, but fuck this was a much better idea." I admit.

A smile plays on her lips as she bats her eyelashes at me. "I think this was a brilliant idea," she purrs, leaning forwards and planting her lips onto mine as she delivers a soft but sensual kiss. "It's my turn to clean you now," Lucille whispers, surprising me as she’s already taking the cloth from my hands and applying more body wash before she scrubs the remaining blood from my skin. “What happened?” she asks quietly as she trails her hands up behind my neck, keeping her gaze away from my own.

I sigh deeply, not wanting to fully admit that I lost my shit at the thought of her being taken advantage of and took it a step too far, trying to teach somebody a lesson. I lower my forehead to rest against hers and wrap my hands around her back pulling her closer to my chest. “Just business Love. Nothing you need to worry about,” I say, planting a kiss on the top of her head. “Come on, let’s get you into bed,” I add, switching off the shower and wrapping her body up in a bath towel. It may not be the answer she wanted but I don’t want to burden her with my own demons, not when she has her own.

As we enter her bedroom Lucille slips off quickly to check in on Teddy and as she steps back into the room with a shy smile on her face. I instantly melt at the sight of her standing in front of me with her little short shorts and tank top. Jesus this woman is incredible, freshly showered and freshly fucked. My eyes lower and I know she senses it too as she glances over to the bed. “Fuck Lucille, if you look at me like that much longer, I’ll have you in that bed and your screams will have the neighbours knocking on the door to check you’re still alive.”

A red heat instantly floods her cheeks as she bites her bottom lip and takes slow steady steps towards me then sinks to her knees and pulls down the front of my boxer shorts letting my already painfully hard erection spring free. This woman will be the death of me. I suck in my breath and watch as she expertly caresses her hands around the base of my cock and kneads my balls gently with the other while trailing her tongue back and forth across the length of my hard on. Her eyes are locked on mine as soon as she takes my cock to the back of her mouth and begins to suck, hollowing out her cheeks as she effortlessly swirls her tongue around the head each time she pulls back. "Fuck baby," I groan, running my fingers through her hair as I pin it back from her face. "That's it, fuck my cock with your pretty little mouth." I’m already beginning to feel the build of my second orgasm ready for it's release. The sight of this goddess on her knees for me is something else entirely. I tilt my hips and thrust forwards, pushing further into her throat, the little gag that escapes her lips as a trail of saliva and precum drips down her chin is my undoing, and I grunt loudly thrusting forward as my cock jolts and I can feel my release filling up her mouth before she swallows around me, sucking me dry with each gulp.

"Fuck," I say again, unable to comprehend anything else at this moment in time and slipping my spent cock back behind my briefs. I lift Lucille and grasp her face in my hands, slamming my lips to hers and dominating her tongue with my own, not giving a shit about tasting my own cum against her tongue. "You are fucking incredible," I breathe as I push her away and onto the bed.

"I know," she grins playfully at me, "and you have a magnificent cock" she adds, trailing her fingers across my six pack.

"I know Love, I know," I laugh and flash her a cheeky wink before pulling her down onto my chest.

We lie together in comfortable silence for how long I'm not completely sure. A feeling of complete contentment washing over me, something I haven’t felt in a long while, with her fingers trailing across my chest and mirroring the outlines of my tattoos before she breaks the silence. "How did you meet Silas and Cole?" I smile at the question and run my hand down her back absentmindedly resting it over her ass and reveling in the way it fits perfectly in my palm.

"I'm surprised you haven't already asked, Love. I've known them ever since I can remember. We're brothers through more than blood. Their father Matteo, was a piece of fucking work, well he was Don until he got sick years back and Silas stepped up in his place. My father was his second while they were still in command and I guess that’s where it started. We did everything together. Silas and I are six years older than Cole, and those six years taught us more than we would ever like to admit." I pause slightly. taking a deep breath as the memory of Silas' initiation night comes flooding back. The way his father used me as leverage to get him to commit his first kill is all I can think about. What a fucking thing to threaten your own son with, his bestfriends life, the son of your own best friend too! A shudder racks my body but as Lucille's hand rests gently against my face I shake off my reverie and continue. "Anyway, after my mother was killed it brought us all closer. The need for revenge pulled us all together. We've bonded over life and death on more than one occasion. I've witnessed them draw their first drops of blood and I will be there to see them draw their last." I pull my gaze up to Lucille's face to see her already intently searching my own. "I trust those men with my life, as they do me and until you Love, nothing has ever come between us."

Lucille gasps slightly, parting her lips, just loud enough for me to hear and I smile sincerely, tracing my thumb across her bottom lip. "Don't worry, we like to share," I wink.

Her brows furrow slightly and she sits herself up. "I don't want to come between the three of you. I don't want to be the one responsible for breaking up a bond like that," she admits, turning away from me.

I sit up and pull her face back to mine. "We have all agreed, including you, that we are going to do this, you are going to be ours, Lucille. Not Silas' or Coles' or even mine, but ours. Together."

"But what if one of you gets jealous?" she asks, her eyes flicking up to mine.

I smile at her innocent question and bring my lips to hers placing a gentle kiss onto them before whispering into her ear "Baby, there is nothing to be jealous of when we all get to fuck you like you're the last woman on earth." I graze my teeth gently across the lobe of her ear. "And if you're a good girl, we'll all fuck you at the same time." I sink my teeth into her ear lobe again, harder this time and elicit the most erotic groan deep within her throat that I have ever heard. "Fuck baby, do you like the thought of that? The thought of us all fucking you into submission and filling each of your holes with our cocks?" I whisper, trailing my hand up her thigh towards the heat between her legs, noticing when I stop above her pussy that she is already soaked through her thin pajama shorts and I have to bite back the urge to stick my tongue between her slick folds. "I'll be more than happy to relay the message to my brothers at how wet you are at the mention of the three of us fucking you raw baby." I coo into her ear. She blushes again, trying to steady her breathing and I have to look away and remove my hand before I'm tempted to never leave her bed again, only fucking her till I have nothing left to give.

"I don't understand," her small whisper snaps me back to reality.

"What don't you understand, Love?" I ask tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Her eyes flick down to her hands in her lap while she picks at her thumbnails, a nervous habit I've noticed she has. "I was in love once, you know." She starts and the words instantly have me wanting to put my fist through a fucking wall but I let her finish what it is she has to say. "At least I thought I was at first but it wasn't love, it was a lie. I tried so hard for that relationship to work but it broke… Me… That relationship broke me." Her words are barely a whisper and my sudden anger turns to heartbreak as I spot the tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. I know how hard this is for her. "One man who vowed to love me, but could not and now I have three of you promising to share me, to protect me and my son and want for what in return? Nothing?" She finds my eyes once more, and I note the pleading and sorrow deep within her irises before she shakes her head. "I just don't understand Linc."

I frown but pull her closer into my lap once more, making sure she feels secure in my arms. "You do not need to understand Love. We are asking for nothing, we only want you in any way that you willing give yourself to us. We are not your husband, we would never," I notice Lucille flinch slightly in my arms at the word husband and sigh, "we would never hurt you." I finish, leaning my forehead against hers. She says nothing, but her silence is deafening in this moment but the fact that she is not denying or refusing us is all that I can ask, given her complete lack of trust in men and that really she hardly knows us at all. A few weeks ago we were all complete strangers getting on with our lives and now we've selfishly imbedded ourselves into her life and expected her to accept it. "I should go," I say, slipping from beneath her and standing to slip my bloodied clothes back on.

"Wait, Linc, can't you stay?" Lucille leans up and grabs my arm as I pull on my jacket, the horrified expression on her face almost has me on my knees.

"I can't Love, trust me I would but I have to be back to take Alesso to school in the morning."

She sighs deeply and nods her head. "I understand." Jesus, what the fuck am I doing?

I watch her fake a smile, like she's trying to cover the fact that she is disappointed I'm leaving but I ignore it and pull her forwards. "I'll call you in the morning," I say before planting a kiss against her hair. "Have a good night’s sleep, Love. Lock up behind me and dream of me, won’t you?"

"Always," she whispers just low enough for me to hear. Damn this woman has me more than she realizes.

I leave her room as quietly as I can, tiptoeing past Teddy’s bedroom door with Lucille following behind me. As I leave the front door, I instantly scan the surrounding buildings and exterior, as my training has taught me, for anything out of the ordinary. Feeling satisfied, I watch and listen out for the sound of the lock as Lucille closes her front door and flicks off the light to the front room of her apartment. Walking out of there was one of the hardest things I think I’ve ever done. The look on her face almost killed me when I said I had to leave. And even though I could have stayed and made sure I was back in time to take my son to school, I know it's the right thing to do, she needs some space, some time to think. So as difficult as it is, I get in my car and drive back home.

It's a little after 02:00 and the roads are empty so I make it home in record time, strip off my bloodstained clothes and slide straight beneath the cold silk sheets of my bed and with the vanilla scent of Lucille's body wash still lingering on my skin. I drift off and dream of the three of us fucking Lucille in every possible way until she’s spent and sore.

Chapter 31

Lucille

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