Lucifer continued to thrust into her ass when Gabriele pulled from her mouth. She followed his cock, mouth open and wondering why he pulled out when she felt Lucifer lifting her up, and Maxwell slid from underneath her.
Gabriele took his place, then reached up to accept her from Lucifer as she took Gabriele’s cock up into her wet, needy cunt. Now Lucifer and Gabriele began to fuck her. In and out, up and down, she could feel the beginning of another orgasm. A touch to her cheek, and there was Salvatore looking needy and wild. She licked her lips, and he pushed his cock between them. All three men fucked her and claimed her, sealing their bond even more. It seemed to her that every time she made love to her soldiers, they inched their way deeper into her heart and soul. She couldn’t even imagine life without them. The thought brought tears to her eyes. She suckled Salvatore harder as Gabriele and Lucifer picked up speed. Lucifer moaned and shook as he came then Salvatore followed.
She licked him clean, and he pulled from her mouth. Lucifer pulled from her ass, kissing along her spine then her ass cheeks before giving her cheeks a light smack. The moment she gasped and Lucifer stepped away, Gabriele rolled her to her back, lifted her thighs over his shoulders, and fucked her until she screamed her release. Gabriele grunted then came, but she was so exhausted, she closed her eyes and just allowed them to clean her up and then tuck her under the covers. She thought they might leave her, but instead all four men climbed onto the bed and kept a hand on her in a loving, possessive way.
“Rest, baby, and we’ll watch over you,” Salvatore told her. She believed they would, and knew in that moment there was no place she would rather be, and that they would protect her from anything Derek tried to throw at her.
Chapter 14
Lucia was talking with Sage and Diane as the men were mingling with their husbands. Lucia was so impressed with the Thanksgiving Day activities, she couldn’t even imagine how the evening could end.
They spent the morning watching the children in town perform
a traditional Thanksgiving Day parade and play. Some were pilgrims and others were Indians, and even small children got to play animals and other roles. She laughed a lot and didn’t ponder over all the wasted Thanksgivings of her past, but instead focused on how special this first Thanksgiving was with her men. Especially since she officially moved in with them this week.
“I love watching the Thanksgiving parade in town. The children get so into it.” Sage said as she patted waved to one of the children walking by them.
“Me too. It’s my favorite part. Of course coming here and enjoying a Thanksgiving feast with family and friends is my favorite as well,” Diane said then inhaled with her eyes closed.
“Everything smells so good too,” she added.
“Do they have parades where you’re from Lucia?” Sage asked then popped a piece of carrot into her mouth from the platters of food on the table.
“I don’t think so. If there were, I never attended any.” She thought about that as she looked around. She felt the hand on her arm.
“Well, now that you’re living in Pearl, you’ll get to see and partake in all the fun holiday celebrations,” Sage told her then winked.
Lucia smiled.
“This town has the tendency to celebrate everything. There’s always some event or gathering. It’s what makes us all so close and the town so united,” Diane told her.
“It’s a beautiful town, and everyone is so nice,” Lucia told them. The women smiled.
As she absorbed the sounds of music in the background from a local band, she took in the sights of the large buffet table filled with turkeys and all the trimmings. It was a large crowd, but there was plenty of food to go around.
They were waiting for Wyatt, Maxwell, Mark, and some of the others to return from delivering Thanksgiving meals to the elderly outside of the town limits and those who were too ill to travel.
“I love how Mrs. Higgins’s bedroom came out. She said she has some very special guests coming to stay with her this December. I wanted to know where you got that gorgeous wooden rocking chair. I have never seen anything like it,” Sage asked, drawing her attention back to the conversation.
“Oh, it is a very special piece. Salvatore made it,” she told Sage.
“Really? My God it is beautiful. He should make more and sell them. People would pay big bucks for them,” Diane told her. Lucia smiled at the compliment. She knew Salvatore would never sell his work. It was his form of therapy.
She felt the hands on her shoulders as Salvatore joined them, then heard the cheers as the men arrived.
“Well, it’s time to eat and celebrate another Thanksgiving together here in Pearl. Cheers, everyone, and may we all have a very blessed holiday season,” Doc said as he toasted everyone. They reached for their glasses, cheered, and began to enjoy the feast.
The tears hit her eyes, and Salvatore was there to take Sage’s seat as she got up, and so did Diane, so they could talk with their men and eat with them.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Salvatore asked. She felt someone take the empty seat behind her and glanced to see Gabriele.
“Nothing is wrong, everything is perfect.”
“Then why the tears?” Gabriele asked her.
“This is the first real Thanksgiving I’ve ever been part of.”
“You mean you never celebrated it before now?” Gabriele asked, and Lucifer and Maxwell came over.