Gilded Lies: A Second Chance Reverse Harem Mafia Romance, page 13
“Then let me go.” I work hard to keep the tremble out of my words. Whether it is out of fear, the drop of adrenaline in my blood, or arousal I don’t know.
Danika crosses the shed and gathers a bag by the door. He comes back in front of me and drops it with a cocky grin on his face.
“When I get out of these ropes, I’m going to prove I’m not such an easy push over and then I’m going to find Raja and make him pay, too.”
Danika’s tight expression says he doesn’t entirely believe me.
Oliver gathers my hair and moves the wet strands from my face and shoulder. Teeth scrape over tender flesh. “That is not the threat you make it out to be, baby. But before we can see how much you missed us, we have to talk.”
Rune drags the edge of his nose over the apex of my thighs with a growl of hunger. I’ve heard it enough times to know when the man is hungry.
“Rune.” Danika tries to stop the man, but Rune isn’t listening. There’s enough slack in the rope on my ankles that he can anchor a leg over his shoulder. “God, I missed this. I missed you, Magnolia.” His eyes hold mine as he drags his tongue through my folds.
My head falls back to land on Oliver’s shoulder. His arms come around me and he takes my weight, so the ropes don’t have to.
“Rune, please. I can’t do this.” And stay whole. I want to say, but I can’t let them know how much power they have over me.
“He will not stop until you come for him. Give your lover what he wants and then we can talk.”
Danika comes up beside me and he takes my mouth in a hot, claiming kiss. Like Rune, he doesn’t ask. He simply takes what he wants and everyone else be damned.
My heart hurts for what we once had, and they tossed away. Tears burn my closed eyes. It’s hard not to let them fall. Too hard.
Hot streaks slide down my cheeks. Danika breaks our kiss. “Shh, beautiful. Everything will be okay. I promise.”
I want to fight his words and the effect they have on me, but Rune is destroying my focus.
He licks, flicks, and bites. Juices spill. I ride his face, my release flickering to life on the fringes of my control.
Oliver reaches around me and drags a finger through my juices and then gently eases the digit into my warm channel as Rune sucks on my clit. Together they work me until my breath turns ragged and I am no longer fighting them.
Embers stir and those tiny flecks of burning lust swirling inside me form one huge whipping flame. Heat licks against my insides and I can’t seem to catch my breath.
My heart tumbles to the worn floor as the storm rages overhead. I no longer have control over my body. They do and I give in to the sensations they bring to life.
My legs lose their strength. I rock my hips against Rune’s face, and I cry out into the night with more than just candles flickering around us. My love for them is on fire too. But it could die out like a candle or rekindle and burn for an eternity.
Our path forward could go either way. They could break me or fix me at this point. I didn’t mean to give them so much power over my heart, but the reality is staring me in the face. I don’t want to need them. Or, at least I thought I didn’t.
Danika’s lips press to my cheeks, and he kisses each of my tears away.
Warm lips wrap around my clit, pulling my attention downward. Rune presses tender kisses over my throbbing nub, my swollen folds, and he has a glow of pleasure on his face that is more than just my juices covering his chin.
Candlelight casts him in deep shadows, but I see the love in his eyes when he looks up at me.
“What do you want from me? I think you made it pretty obvious you were through with me. I tried calling you until you deleted me and blocked my number. I tried going to your building. Again. Blocked from entering.”
I see pain cross their faces and they all share the same look like they are having a conversation. “Fuck all three of you and your silent conversations. Let me go now. I’m not a toy you can play with. I’m tired of men using me and hurting me for their own gain.”
They all take a step back, their expressions hard as stone.
“Men?”
“Who else hurt you, petals?”
“Don’t call me petals. And you don’t get to care now,” I hiss.
“Magnolia. Please.”
That is Oliver. He draws lazy circles over my abdomen.
I’m tired of secrets. “If you must know, my guardian. I grew up in foster care. I thought I might have landed in a suitable home shortly after my sixteenth birthday. I was quiet and shy back then. I had a hard time letting people see the real me. Anyway, it turns out the man and wife duo who adopted me liked to drug and rape the girls they took in.”
Murder settles over their expressions. It’s so raw and powerful it stains their aura. It’s like rippling of black smoke around their bodies.
I swallow the tight knot forming in my throat. All three close in and I’m cocooned in their embraces. Lips, hands, and arms soothe me. I don’t realize I’m crying until Danika brushes the tears away with the pad of his thumb.
“Give us a name.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Oliver answers Rune. “We will find out on our own. Get Harlon on the phone.”
Harlon? I run through my database of names but that one is not in it.
“Tell us what happened. Please.” Danika never says please. But the way he presses his forehead against mine has words falling from my lips.
“He would pull me from my bed at night after dinner. It took me a while to realize it was the food they were drugging. He put me in bed with him. He never touched me, but he always made me watch what he did to others. He made us call him Daddy while his wife recorded everything from another room.”
Danika’s anger is so powerful he is physically shaking.
“I was his special girl. He saw me as his doll and never touched or sullied me. Those were his words. He told me I would be the mother of his kids and I had to watch and learn how to pleasure him.”
Oliver pulls out his phone and shoots off a message to someone. Probably an assassin these three keep on standby? I wouldn’t know. They never shared more than their bed with me.
I sigh, suddenly feeling exhausted.
“It’s okay. Don’t be worried for me or my past self. I caught on to the drugging and finally turned him in. He and his wife did time for their crimes. He’s out now and it will only be a matter of time before he fucks up bad enough to land in jail or prison again.”
“He didn’t pay for them like he should have. Only death is the suitable punishment.”
Rune pulls me into his arms. I try to give him a hug back, but my arms are still tied.
“Can you untie me now?”
Rune peers down at me, his rueful grin back in place.
“No. We are tired of you running.”
A pang of grief hits me. “Me? You are the ones who pulled a Houdini act.” My ire reignites and I blast him with a narrowed-eye glare. “I’ve never been so happy to…” Whoa. I stop myself. They don’t deserve what I was going to say. I change directions. “You can’t keep me tied up forever.”
“We can keep you tied to a thousand beds across the world so don’t think you will ever escape us. See that hatch. It’s the entrance to a tunnel that leads to a lot of clandestine locations. One comes out near a road where we have a car waiting for us.”
My brows rise with mountains of surprise. “You would kidnap me?”
Danika holds a hand up. “Back up. What were you about to say? Never so happy to what?” Danika turns my face toward him. “Never so happy to what?” he repeats when I clamp my mouth shut.
I don’t want to hurt them with what I was going to say which is silly given how deeply they hurt me.
“Never mind.” I jerk my chin from his hold.
“Tell you what. Tell us and we will untie one hand.”
Danika crosses his arms over his chest as if daring me to not comply. “Fine. You want to know? I was going to say I’m happy I didn’t end up pregnant.” Which is another lie. They got me pregnant, but the stress of them leaving me was too much for my body. But I refuse to let them know how much they hurt me. At least not right this minute. Maybe later. When I have control over my heart and tears.
Shadows cross over all three men’s faces.
“Do you regret our time together?”
That’s Oliver.
I look between them. “I wish I could say yes. It would make my life easier.”
Rune’s smile is devilish. “That’s all we need to know then. Everything else will fall into place.”
“Arrogant bastard.”
“To the core, petals. To the core.”
Ten
Magnolia
Itug on the ropes, but they don’t give. Danika strips out of his pants and the other two do the same. All three come to stand in front of me, their beautiful lengths hard and thick with need.
They never intended to untie me.
Rune comes to my left and Oliver takes up the right. Both bend down, release my legs. Not much good that does me.
“You promised to untie my hands.”
“I guess we lied,” Oliver murmurs around a hard tip. He sucks hard and I pull on the ropes desperate to touch him.
Danika pushes my legs wider, and his mouth comes over my sex. His tongue flicks against my abused clit, and I arch into his mouth, ready to come all over his face the second he does that again.
Oliver comes up behind me and glides his cock between my legs. I look down in time to see Danika’s tongue stroke over both of us.
Oh, God. That is beyond sexy.
My body shudders.
Danika stands, and as he comes up, he takes my legs with him.
I wrap them around his middle and there is nothing slow and gentle about the way his cock sinks into me. It’s raw, demanding, and powerful. He wants me to know I belong to them.
Behind me, Oliver teases my back entrance. The pressure is gentle at first and then he breaks barriers. “You’re not leaving Room Six until you know who you belong to, Lia,” He grits out possessively. My core tightens and my pussy grips Danika. He grunts and thrusts deeper.
“She knows,” he says in a deep, rough voice made from pain and love in equal portions. I wrap my arms around his neck. Or I try. Ropes bring me up short and I yank on them in frustration.
None of them seem to care.
“Oliver!” One by one I wrap my fingers around the thick rope holding me as their captive. I pull, yank, and whimper to no avail.
“Oliver, what?” he rumbles like he doesn’t know the torture he is putting me through.
“Breathe out for me, beautiful, and relax.” I do as he instructs, and the pleasure is instant. He sinks an inch deeper into my back entrance and another inch until he’s fully seated inside my virgin ass. My body quakes and quivers. I suck in a gasping breath at the shockwaves shooting outward from my core. Danika’s grip on my hips is punishing. He pulls out as Oliver does the same.
They work me in tandem—one giving while the other takes away.
Pleasure explodes through my body.
Rune laves and sucks my hard tips like a man possessed. He takes his time, his grip unforgiving. Possessive.
Fire and embers swirl inside me. I could reach between my legs right now. One stroke against my clit, and I would find my release.
Danika’s cock swells. He thrusts faster, harder and stretches me to the point of pain. He wraps an arm around me. I pant uncontrollably. A sheer layer of sweat breaks out over our bodies.
“Brother,” Oliver’s voice is strained. They are both going to meet their end. Danika goes first. He strokes my clit and takes us both over the edge. Hot ropes of seed spill into my velvety channel. Pulse after pulse he comes inside me.
His forehead rests on mine. Our breaths mix. “Please forgive us. We never meant to hurt you. We will tell you everything.”
Rune pulls me into his arms and takes Danika’s place. He fills me, feeding me every spilled drop of Danika’s release.
My gray-eyed lover takes my face in his hands and kisses my lips. His blood brothers work me. Heat becomes uncontrollable firestorms.
My core tightens with another impending release. Oliver fucks me harder and faster.
“Magnolia, please, my beautiful flower. Take us. Please take us back.” His words fill my soul, and his length fills my ass with his seed. His arms come around me and he holds me to him like I am his world.
From my front, Rune is deliciously swollen inside of me. His hands hold me firmly, gripping me to him. My blood burns like fire.
“You are the only reason we live.” Rune slows his pace and takes my lips in a soul-burning kiss. “The only reason we walked away was to protect you. There were men who wanted everyone we loved dead. We couldn’t let them know about you. Putting you in harm’s way went against every promise we ever made to protect you. Please believe us.”
Danika cups the back of my head and draws my attention to him. “We had to hurt you to protect you. But we never meant for it to take so long.”
I look at the scars. Blood seeps through the bandages over their rib cages, shoulders, and sides. The rattlesnake in a bed of flowers curving around Rune’s waist is ruined. But the man is alive.
“Forgive us,” they husk in unison, and it’s nearly impossible to form words.
“What happens when the next threat comes along?”
I want to cry at the idea of being shoved away again.
“There will not be a next time. We’ve signed a contract with all the families. Peace is in our future now. Our family and any children we have will know peace, love, and dedication.” Danika caresses small circles over my pulse point.
“If you will have us.” Oliver’s lips are hot against my shoulder and up the slope of my neck. “Please take us back,” he whispers in my ear. “Please give us another chance at having a family with the woman we love.”
Rune moves his hips, swaying inside me with gentle strokes. The fire in me is still burning strong. Oliver does the same and without another word they take us over the edge.
My orgasm hits. Fireworks go off inside me and the trembling aftereffect rocks me to my core.
Both men’s cocks spill inside me. The strong pulses of their seed filling my ass and my womb give me a sense of belonging when an hour ago I never wanted to see them again.
“You said you love me.” Until tonight I never thought I would see them again, much less hear confessions of true love.
“With our dying breath.” Oliver slowly slips from my body and takes a cloth from Danika. Rune takes all my weight and clutches me to him. Our hearts sync.
Danika unties me and slowly rubs my wrists. “Can you find it in your heart to give us another chance at loving you?” For the first time since knowing the man, he has actual fear in his eyes. Candlelight flickers and the flames seem to grow brighter around us.
Sitting up in Rune’s arms, I look between Danika and Rune. I find Oliver digging clothes out of the same duffle bag they pulled the rope from. “I need to hear you all promise to never keep me on the outside again. I’m stronger than I look. You pushed me away when I could have been there for you.”
“You’re a goddess of love and war, as far as I’m concerned. In my defense I never wanted to keep you on the outside. It was those two idiots.”
Danika pops the back of Rune’s head but there is no malice in the interaction.
“It’s true. He wanted to go to you that night. Don’t be angry at him. Oliver and I deserve all your wrath.”
“I second that.” Oliver comes back and takes me from Rune. “But I’m a selfish bastard. We all are. We want you in our lives. Every single day we have left on this planet. Please find it in your heart to let us back in.”
Danika holds up a box and then pulls back the black velvet top. Candlelight reveals three gold rings inside and on each of them are two words: Until death.
“You will love me forever?”
Raja’s words of protection filter through my mind. I grip the pendant around my neck and wish for my happiness to be real. For our love to last until the end of days.
Please. Please. Please.
Oliver lowers my feet to the warm floor. Standing in front of them, dripping with their release, my mafia men drop to a knee and press their foreheads against any part of me they can reach.
“And after.”
That is Rune.
“This life.”
Danika.
“And the next.”
Oliver places a kiss on the center of my belly. “If you will have us.”
Each of them takes a ring and holds it up. Black onyx edged in gleaming gold. Candlelight catches on the shiny metal and my tears in equal parts as I hold my hand up and they slip on the rings. Together they form an invisible shield around my heart.
Their hands shake a little but not as much as my knees.
That is when I notice Danika has filled in the Roman Numeral on his ring finger, completing the series across all his fingers. I once asked him what each date meant and why the one on his left ring finger was missing. He told me they were important dates and the one missing was for the day he married the love of his life.
“You put the date you met me.” I trace the Roman numeral for six.
“I picked the room number we spent our first night in.”
“Room six?”
He nods.
“I never had a chance to see.”
“I did and I think fate has a sense of humor putting us in the same room number again.”
My smile is genuine.
“How fucking disgusting. How could you let them touch you, you whore? You were Daddy’s special girl. No one was supposed to touch you. You belong to me.”
All three turn to see a set of black eyes glaring at us and a gun pointed at me.
“Einar.” I knew this was too good to be true. I was so close to being happy and now it’s being ripped out of my hands once again.
Einar cocks the hammer, rage pulling his face into a mask of horror. Tears roll down his eyes and his hand shakes.
An arm comes out in front of me, and I am shoved behind a wall of muscle.
