Chapter 59: Fuck Yourself Onto His Fingers

Chapter 59: Fúck Yourself Onto His Fingers

Domenico

"Do you want to be done for the night, sweetheart?" Gregorio asked as he also noticed her tired state.

It was already dark when she came over and we had spent multiple hours going over that contract too. None of us had any opposite to her falling asleep in our arms right now if that is what she wanted.

"Just one more time, sir." She said and reached out to Gregorio who wasted no time in grabbing her.

While he was sitting, he slowly transferred Camilla off Adriano's and onto his lap so that she was facing away from him.

"You have been so good for us tonight." He whispered into her ear, planting a small kiss below it afterwards.

We all smirked as she intentionally shivered from his touch. Moving onto my knees so that I am more level with her, I saw in the corner of my eye that Adriano was also during the same thing. Her body is slightly shaking more than before so I move each of her legs apart from her, leaving them bent up on either side of Gregorio's.

We haven't tied her hair up tonight so Adriano takes the courtesy of fixing it a little for her so it was out of her face before tilting her head back against Gregorio's shoulder. Focusing on the way her chest is rising and falling, I can tell she is already turned on again as Gregorio's hand begins to move slowly downward, one placed on her lower abdomen while the other moves between her slits.

"Wow, you are already soaked for me." He said, nipping her earlobe as her eyes fell shut.

She let out a breathy sigh as Gregorio inserted a finger inside, adding a second one just as quickly. I can hear how wet she is as her hips began to rock slowly against his fingers.

"Good girl, fúck yourself onto his fingers." Adriano encourages her before sucking onto her completely exposed neck.

Small bruises were already beginning to show on her body and the sight of our marks brought a satisfied grin on my face. She is ours, only ours.

While Gregorio uses his thumb to stimulate her clit in time with his strokes, I dipped my head and swiped my tongue across her one nipple, smirking as she shuddered and the bud hardened.

"Fúck!" She cursed softly under her breath as the three of us worked her tired body back up ever so slowly.

I think this is the most gentle I have ever been with someone before. When her hand reaches down and grabs onto my hair for support, I nearly cum undone myself. Her other hand grip Adriano's hair as well as her hips try to buck forward but Gregorio's hand kept her pinned close to him.

"Be a good girl for me one more time." He said as his two fingers continuously rock into her.

Her knees have bowed in from the overstimulation but Gregorio continues his motion anyways.

"I..I can't." She cries when I gently graze my teeth over her nipple before giving her other nipple the same treatment.

"You can," Gregorio said, securely holding her trembling body in his arms and using his knees to spread her legs apart.

"Please…"

"Cum for me." He commanded and she finally let go, squirming as she did.

"That is it, you are doing so good." He praises her as his fingers continue to fúck her through her orgasm until she nears overstimulation.

Pulling away from her chest and planting a small kiss on her jaw, I couldn't help it as I began to smile. She is better than I could have ever imagined. I brought Gregorio's fingers close to my mouth and sucked off her arousal from his fingers. He tilted her head towards me and she pulled him in. Looking at Adriano, I already knew there is no chance he would ever sleep here tonight but I can tell the look on his face now is one I have been battling with ever since I met this beautiful amazing girl.

He doesn't want to feel for her, I didn't say anything about it or push him as he rolls onto his back and his hand comes up to rest on his head. He is still in this room for Camilla's sake, I know that and I can't help but feel a little of sadness for my tormented brother. I know he doesn't want to talk so instead, I too lay down next to him and gestured for Gregorio to give her to me.

Laying her spent body in Adriano and me, my heart beats a little faster as I hear a content sigh escape from her swollen lips. She is perfect for us.

The last thing I remember was her faint scent of vanilla and chocolate before drifting off into the best sleep I ever had in months.


Camilla POV

I woke up in a tangle of limbs coming from all but Adriano isn't here. Somehow my head ended up on Gregorio's chest with his arms around my body while my legs intertwined with Domenico's. I breathed in the familiar scent of their body washes, instantly relaxing into their touch.

If I am going to be honest, my body aches in places I didn't know I could ache but it was worth every delicious second of it. I have never felt relaxed as I am right now but there is just one thing I have at the back of my mind nagging at me and preventing me from closing my eyes once again. Under other circumstances, I would have just fallen back asleep but Adriano isn't here and it bothers me why.

I have no clue what time it is but considering it is still dark, I already know I can't go back to bed until I know he is alright. It is probably just me overthinking again but a while ago before I fell asleep on Gregorio and Domenico's arms, Adriano was sitting on the outside and never once closing his eyes.

Despite feeling like I ran a hundred miles, I lift my head up and do my best to untangle myself from my men's large bodies.

What? My men? I like the sound of that. Going for Gregorio first, I learned that he is most definitely a deep sleeper as I managed to slip away from his hold and gently place his arms back down on his chest. Domenico was easier considering I was mostly on top of him and not the other was around.

Within two minutes, I find myself untangled and trying to remember where my clothes ended up but seeing no signs of it in the nearly dark room. Giving up and shaking my head, I rub my eyes as I silently step off the massive bed and pad over to the door out. Making sure to close it gently behind me, I exited the room and squinted as I walked down the hall just to find another door wide open.

Taking another couple of steps, my curiosity gets the best of me as I peak my head through just to find the room absolutely trashed. While the lighting is faintly dark, the moonlight coming in through the large window illuminated the sight of the holes and walls, the broken bed frame and the smashed television.

How the hell did I not hear this? Just as I was about to call for help, I found him. Out on the balcony and in the hot tub is a familiar tattooed man with his back against me. Is this Adriano's room?

Taking a step inside, I moved around a pile of shattered glass on the floor just to find a broken phone on the ground close by. It looked as if it had been dropped but the dent in the wall above it suggests otherwise.

"Adriano?" I said, trying to announce my presence but I knew he already knew I was here.

He didn't turn to me, he continued to look out at the massive city space before him. I have no clue what happened but I can tell this man is lost, confused and most definitely angry about something. Walking past the tattered bed, I stop just past the glass sliding doors that led out to him.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked, knowing that asked if he is okay, it won't do any good right now.

He was silent for so long that I thought he wasn't going to respond at all. But finally, he turned to me and a look of surprise and sadness appeared on his face. Then he motioned for me to join him by his side. I did that wanting to help in any way I can. I have never seen him like this before.

Once I was standing beside him, I noticed that like me, he is also completely naked and droplets of water falling off his hair and trailing down along the sharp edges of his face before falling back into the water. I became mesmerized at the sight of him as my eyes scanned over the millions of tattoos covering his entire body. I find myself wanting to ask a lot of questions about them.

Looking up to meet his eyes, I was silent as his body slowly shifted to the other side of the hot tub before reaching out for me. Taking a step towards him, he easily lifted me over the ledge of the large tub and down into his lap so that my back is against him and I can't see his face. I can't see the scar I have wanted to ask about since I met him.

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