“I have demands of my own,” I had the courage to say.
I watched Stefano look at Thomas and they both smiled. A wicked smile. The brothers clearly could speak to each other silently as only twins could do.
Not wanting to lose my will to speak my mind, I quickly continued on. “I don’t want to be locked away in some tower like Rapunzel. I don’t want to be away from you. I understand you will have business, and I’m not asking to help run it, unless you need help with the books, that is. But I am asking to not be shut out. I don’t want to be treated like some naive little girl and kept in the dark by the two of you.”
“Fair enough,” Thomas said as he looked at me. “And we may take you up on that idea about still handling our books.”
“I also…” I swallowed hard as my stomach twisted in nerves to reveal my truth. “I also don’t want you to be soft on me. I liked the firm hand. I fucking craved it.”
“Oh, we won’t be soft. Trust me on that,” Stefano said with a small laugh that was lined with a delicious promise that caused my pussy to throb.
“Do you love me?” I asked, not sure how I got the inner strength to simply ask what I really wanted to know from them.
“I don’t think I truly know what that means. I can’t speak for my brother, but I’m not sure I can one hundred percent say yes. At least not the normal kind of love,” Thomas said. “But I know I don’t want to live without you. I know that I want you by my side—by our side—as we move forward with our lives. I can’t imagine myself being with any other woman. And I know that I want to make sure you are protected, cared for, and treated as you deserve every single day we are alive.”
“I love you,” Stefano said softly. “My version is no doubt fucked up. It’s not going to be the tender kisses and red roses kind of love. I’m not an easy man, but with that said, I would never disrespect you or harm you in any way. Once you agree to be mine—to be ours—you will see a side of me that will nearly suffocate you with my kind of love.”
I could taste the tears on my lips as they fell down my face. These men were saying everything I had hoped to one day hear. They were promising their truths, and their hearts—no matter how dark and twisted they were. They weren’t promising me they would change. They weren’t saying goodbye to the mafia underground world.
And that was fine by me.
I wanted to enter their world. I wanted them to let me in.
And they were. They finally were.
I reached out both of my hands.
One for Stefano.
One for Thomas.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes,” I said again. Twice. Two times. Double the confirmation. Everything I would do from this point on would be that way.
Not one love.
Two.
Not one man.
Two.
But I would do whatever I could to make the three of us, and soon four of us, become one.
Epilogue
“Shh… you’re going to wake up the baby,” Stefano said as he thrust his cock harder and deeper inside of me as if that would somehow make my moaning lessen.
“I have a way of silencing her,” Thomas said as he placed the tip of his dick at my lips.
I readily opened my mouth for him as Stefano drove in and out of my pussy. My tongue lapped at Thomas’s cock, and I moaned even more as his musky scent attacked what little senses I had left.
We had just arrived in our fourth home since the baby had been born, and I had grown accustomed to breaking in the new bed upon arrival. Moving from place to place hadn’t been nearly as difficult as I had anticipated, and I actually quite enjoyed the new and exciting adventures our family got to be part of. The brothers rarely left me and the baby, and if they did, it was no more than a night or two. I knew that they had already passed on a majority of the business to Gio who was one of the few people they trusted. They were on paternity leave, and they both believed they had earned this time to do so.
Thomas took hold of my hair and began to control the speed in which I sucked him off. I was grateful for him taking over since my mind began to cloud as an impending orgasm built from Stefano thrusting his cock in and out at a speed I could barely handle. His cock spread me wide, and no matter how many times we fucked, I always struggled to accept his length and girth.