Marvin felt immediately sick and angry. How could she do that? How could she go with those men? She belonged to him. They would own the company together.
“Kind of sucks doesn’t it?”
“What?”
“Being the other guy.”
“I don’t believe you. I won’t hurt her or her father.”
“You’re full of shit. Let me explain what you’re going to do, and then you make a decision. Tonight. If the decision is the right one, then you live. Otherwise you die. There’s no negotiating, Marvin.”
* * * *
Chiara awoke between Cash and Zane. Both men had a possessive hand over her. Cash’s was over her breast. Zane’s was over her pussy. She tried not to move, yet here she was once again, completely aroused and ready for more sex. Cash and Zane had been relentless, and then so had she. It was amazing, but their bodies seemed to fit her perfectly. No matter how they made love, when they were both inside of her, she felt complete and satisfied. But mostly, what scared her the greatest, was that she felt free.
Her eyes welled up with tears. It was as if she never realized how imprisoned her life had been until now. She fought for things she thought were most important. Those that were tangible, and formulated. She didn’t do emotions and deep connections to people well.
In fact, she had seen, more often than not lately, that her relationship with her father, her only blood, had changed. It seemed like, the moment her mom had passed away, he changed. It was almost as if he had stopped totally loving Chiara when her mom died.
She turned her head and looked toward Cash. He was so beautiful. His wavy hair was a complete mess, and she knew she had done that to him. She smiled to herself, and then turned to look at Zane. His dark wavy hair was just as tousled and messy. But he was still gorgeous. She looked down at her body the moment she felt the fingers caressing her. Cash gently rubbed a thumb back and forth across her nipple, and Zane began to make circles over her pussy lips, spreading them and stimulating them. She closed her eyes and relished in the moment. It was morning, and their night of passion was almost completely over. If she could have them one more time, to remember how perfect they made her feel, she would hold on to the memory forever.
“Good morning, sexy.” Cash kissed her cheek as he cupped her breast and began to arouse her body.
“Good morning.” She reached up to push a stray wave of hair away from his eye. She stared into the deep chocolate color and wished she could see him whenever she wanted to.
“Good morning,” Zane said then nipped her rib as he scooted up, while pressing his finger back and forth between her pussy lips. She felt her body react instantly as her cream lubricated his fingers.
“Now that’s more like it, sexy,” Zane said then kissed her lips. He pressed a digit slightly into her, and she tightened her legs.
“Oh no, you open up for me right now, baby. There’ll be none of that.” He gently glided his fist up and down between her thighs. She felt the fire from her core, all the way over her.
“Do it,” Cash said as he pressed his hand against her inner thigh, spreading her wider.
“You two sure do like to give a lot of orders,” she teased, and then gulped as Zane pressed a digit up into her pussy. She reached for his wrist, and Cash nibbled her nipple.
“Ouch,” she said, pulling her hand back. She should know after last night that they enjoyed a submissive woman in bed most of the time. They did allow her to take the reins once, but she’d never finished riding Zane. He had rolled her to her back, placed her thighs over his shoulders, and rammed into her as she screamed her release. Just remembering that had her all wet and ready again.
“God, I love how wet we can get you. Were you thinking about last night?” Cash asked as Zane maneuvered between her thighs.
“Yes,” she admitted.
“Which time?” Cash asked.
“Hmmm, all of them,” she whispered, not really caring as Zane began to move his fingers from her cunt and replace them with his cock.
“Look at me, Chiara,” Zane said, and she did immediately. His bold dark blue eyes held hers as he sunk into her fully. He rolled his head back and growled something intangible. “God, I love being inside of you. I feel so complete.”
Her heart felt as if it twisted with confusion. They’d spoken to her all night. They said things that indicated one thing, yet she knew what this really was. A lustful night of pleasure. They had chemistry, but these men were used to sleeping with women. For her, this was like an epiphany. She suddenly realized what had been missing in her life. Love, a connection so deep that she felt it in her heart and her soul. She felt so connected to Cash and Zane that she could be one with them, and not just physically. The thought scared the hell out of her.
Zane pulled back and thrust back into her. She looked at him, memorized his face and the strain of his neck as he tried to reach deep into her womb.
“You are so beautiful. You feel so good, baby.”
“I need her, too, Zane,” Cash said as he sat up on the bed. He held the tube of lube in his hand, and she actually felt her anus tighten then spasm. She wanted them both inside of her together. This would be the final time they made love. After this, she would have to go home and end it. This thing was too powerful, and she had to accept that it wouldn’t last. A ménage relationship would never work, and that was not what Cash and Zane were looking for. Their reputations were the proof.
“I want you, too,” she told Cash, and he smiled.
Zane grabbed her hips then cupped her breasts.