Chapter 292: It Felt Like A Dream
Chapter 292: It Felt Like A Dream
Camilla
Stiffening, every other system in my body seemed to obey while I was merely a host for its will, shaking so hard it was almost concerning. Nothing could stop it as I fell for them all once again, the barest of smiles expanding over my face.
The saying 'you never know what you have until you lose it is something I have heard over a million counts in my lifetime, from psychologists, distant family members and temporary friends. The one thing nobody ever seems to talk about though is what happens if and or once you get it back. How you want to cling to it with every entity of your being while simultaneously pushing it away, terrified of a reunion when you now know the unbearable amount of pain it can bring with it.
It ultimately comes down to whether the risk of the pain is worth everything else. Surrendering myself over to my three men is the greatest risk I could even make but I made it and now it was time for us to discover our version of happiness. This time as I cum apart on Adriano's dick, he cummed with me and flooded my tight holes with every ounce of cum he had in him. This overwhelming rush knocked us both out hard, collapsing into each other as heavy pants left our chest. I whimpered each time his hips gravitated as though wanting to draw this out for as long as he possibly could.
It was only Christmas Eve but felt like Christmas morning, the most wonderful time of the year having come early for us.
"Baby girl, I think Gregorio is about to explode if you don't take him for a ride next." Adriano whispered after some minutes of resting in each other's arms, trying to reenergize my already fucked out body.
I hadn't even realized that Domenico was already casually laying back by Adriano's side, stating now that he had had me once. Just by the calm demeanor he carried told me that it was merely the first of many for the night. Someone better pray for my pussy because the feral look I received when I met his eyes promised I would be getting very little sleep tonight.
"Come on, princess, take him inside of you so we can solidify things once and for all."
Mustering a small smirk, I flick my gaze back to Adriano before asking.
"Oh really? And what exactly is it that we were solidifying?" My tease cuts off into a gasp as Gregorio bands an arm around my stomach, pulling me straight back onto his dick and causing my back to go flush with his front.
"That you…" he thrust deep.
"Are…" he thrust deeper.
"Ours," he completed his sentence with a powerful thrust.
Pain shoves inside me that has us both hissing in pain, mine from my overstimulated pussy and his from the stitches across his stomach.
"Greg, you have to take it easy." I shake my head before turning it to look back at him, seeing something dark in his eyes.
"Say that again and I will fuck you so hard that I will purposely tear my wound back open for the sole purpose of marking you with my blood." He growled in my ear, daring me to defy him and once again revealing to me the darkest side of him nobody ever really sees.
Sometimes it is easy to forget just how deeply embedded he is into the mafia, despite his contrasting into fancy parties and socialites. There was nothing proper about the way he was looking at me right now and my bratty tongue wasn't helping.
"Promise?" I taunt.
I was bent over a second later, with my knees spread and my ass tipped up in the air, my back was forced into a natural arch before I was filled back up to the brim. I gasped second before my face was being pressed into the pillow, muffling my body's protest in sensitivity. The flesh of my hips bulged from how hard Gregorio's fingers were gripping me, slamming me back onto him with every thrust he made. I could already feel some of the bruises coming on that would certainly mark my skin come Christmas morning and I loved the thought of them decorating my body with the memories of that night.
"Fuck, sweetheart. I miss this." He groaned and if my face wasn't being fucked into the mattress right now, I could almost imagine his head tipping back in pleasure, losing himself inside my pussy.
It was almost embarrassing how wet I was down there, my thighs slick and coated in all of our cum, the sound of it being fucked back into me all I could focus on. The sound merely amplified the tightening feeling in my stomach and Gregorio knew it too.
"Do you hear how wet we make you? The sound of all that cum sloshing around in your tight little hole?" He slid all the way in as if to prove a point.
"It is pure ecstasy, Camilla and it all belongs to us."
A moan tears from me as his hand tangled through my hair, not pulling back but tightening around the strands as though to simply remind me who I belong to. It was then my thighs started quivering again under his thrusts, my hands needing to brace myself from how he was fucking me. I didn't even register that Adriano and Domenico had taken places on either side of me, watching us fuck like it was their favorite movie. I was so overwhelmed that I could barely think and I know that is the exact state they wanted to keep me in.
A particularly hard thrust had me yelping and my nails clawing into the sheet, trying to crawl away from the lust that threatened to drown me in waves.
"Uh..uh..none of that, sweetheart." Gregorio tisked before repositioning himself to combat my struggle, laying his weight on top of me and biting at the nape of my neck in something that could only be described as purely primal.
"I am not done with you yet, so be a good girl and take it."
I cried out softly as I finally succumbed to his wishes and simply rested my cheek on my pillow, mindlessly cumming for him when he demanded and staring through sex glazed eyes into Adriano's unusually warm ones.
The four of us were finally together once more and it was clear they had no intentions of letting me go. Not in this lifetime or the next.
"My always." Adriano mouthed and then watched as I came undone all over again.
*****
It was almost surreal in the way our bodies molded perfectly together even with the expanse of time that had once managed to separate us. I passed out multiple times last night, taking little breaks in between before we lost each other in our embrace all over again. By the time we actually fell asleep, the sun had long ago risen and we were all too tired to do anything but relax with one another. Everything about it was just too damn perfect.
Hiding my smile against Adriano's chest at the memory, I almost feel the urge to laugh, giddy with happiness.
"It better be the thought of us that is making you smile like that, Princess." The man himself relays a gentle expression of his own. Snuggling in tighter, all I could do is nod.
"Merry Christmas, Adriano?"
The way he looked down at me had my heart racing impossibly fast. I think it will always amazed me how dull the rest of the world feels when he looks at me that way.
"It feels like a dream." He murmured quietly while raking his fingers through my hair, causing shivers to brush along my spine.
"You make it feel like a dream." He murmured again.
Eventually moving up the planes of his sculpted body, my tongue darts out when I find my mouth aligned with his, just needing a small taste. Practically falling into him, I huff out a breath at the sensation of his fingers curling around the back of my neck, pulling me in closer until I find myself on the brink of being consumed.
"My language sounds like a sin in your tongue, princess." Adriano murmured, his hips brushing against mine with every word in the same way he can feel my smile grow in response.
"I…"
I got to speak but I am met with Adriano's kiss instead, one that was unhurried and soft as though we had all the time in the world. Right now, it felt like we did. Meeting his movement, I melted into his tongue gently moved past my lips, gaining entrance and setting butterflies off in my stomach.
Despite me being on top, he guided our motion as they naturally came to him, my body practically going into withdrawal each time he pulled away to breathe or look at me.
"We have an audience, pretty girls." His low voice curled against my mouth, causing my eyes to widen slightly at the fact that I had forgotten Gregorio and Domenico had been sleeping on either side of us.
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