[Made Men 6] The Root of All Evil Page 11

  As they entered the penthouse, Giada stopped short. “Holy God, this is amazing,” she whispered.

  He brought her deeper into the room, the heels of her ankle boots clicking on the marble flooring, showing her the view high up and over the city. She held onto his arm and walked with him toward the window, and then she wrapped her arm around his waist and leaned into him.

  “You like it?”

  “What’s not to like, Andreas? This is an amazing home.”

  He inhaled the scent of her shampoo and caressed her back. He felt happy that she was here with him.

  “Giada.”

  She heard her name, and Andreas released her to Giuseppe. He and Dominick were standing there, dressed casually in T-shirts and jeans. They stared at her, and she didn’t move right away.

  “Are you okay? Were you crying?” Giuseppe asked.

  She headed straight for Giuseppe, who was closest, and hugged him around the waist. Giuseppe narrowed his eyes at Andreas with concern.

  He mouthed the words “She’s fine. Everything is okay now.”

  * * * *

  Giuseppe cupped her cheeks, and she stepped back slightly, looking up into his eyes. Her gorgeous blue eyes sparkled with tears, her lips parted, and she stared up at him.

  “I missed you,” she said to him.

  He squinted. She chuckled.

  “Stupid?”

  “Hell no. I missed you, too.” Giuseppe pressed his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly. Giuseppe couldn’t resist running his palm up under her shirt and against her back. The feel of some skimpy lace halter top had his curiosity on edge. She moaned into his mouth and pressed closer, and he slid his palm over her ass in the sexy pants she wore. She felt tight, hard, in shape, and her ass stuck out perfectly.

  He pulled from her lips, and Dominick was there. He pressed his palm to her back. She looked up at him and smiled.

  “Everything okay?” he asked.

  She reached out and cupped his cheek. Giuseppe released her to his brother.

  “It is now. It’s perfect when I’m with the three of you. I’m sorry I didn’t stay with you last night.” She looked at Andreas. “Come here.”

  Now all three of them surrounded her close. She leaned back against Andreas, held Dominick’s hand, and then took Giuseppe’s hand and placed it against her chest. He could feel how full her breast was and how hard her heart pounded.

  Tears filled her eyes. “I was scared last night, scared to feel what I was feeling, scared to let go and take what I wanted, what I knew was right and powerful, and I fought it. I couldn’t sleep a wink last night. I tossed and turned and thought about Jimmy and about the three of you. This morning after class, I went to the cemetery in Brooklyn.”

  She looked at Andreas and smiled. “Andreas showed up as I expressed my fears, my desires, and the truth to Jimmy’s grave. I needed to do it in order to let go, to move on, and to not feel guilty or like I was betraying him. I know you might not get it. I just had to do it. I don’t want to fight what I feel for the three of you anymore. I know it’s going to be crazy and dangerous, but I trust the three of you so much.”

  “You do?” Dominick asked, reached up, and cupped her cheek.

  “So much,” she whispered.

  Dominick pressed closer and kissed her lips. Giuseppe winked at Andreas. When Dominick pulled from her mouth, he gave her a soft smile.

  “We will give you whatever time you need, Giada. We won’t rush you,” Dominick told her.

  She nibbled her bottom lip. “I’m not going to lie. I’m scared to make love again after all this time and with three large, dominant men like you. I want to be good for you. I want to please you and make the three of you so happy, but I’m not experienced or maybe what you’re used to and can have whenever you want.”

  Giuseppe pressed a finger gently to her lips. “Sweetie, you’re perfection. You’re so damn special it’s us who will worry about making you happy. Making you want to stay and be with us always.”

  Andreas clutched her shoulders, and she leaned back against him and looked from Giuseppe to Dominick.

  “I’m ready. I want to be with the three of you.”

  Giuseppe’s heart hammered inside of his chest when she stepped forward and began to undo the buttons on Giuseppe’s shirt. As the material parted, she pressed her lips to his skin, and he closed his eyes and ran his hands up and down her arms, anticipating making love to her.

  Giuseppe slid his hands down her arms to her hips and lifted her up and against him. She straddled his waist, and he tilted his head back at the same time she cupped his cheeks and pressed her lips to his.

  She felt light, sexy, perfect in his arms as he carried her through the penthouse and toward the back bedroom.

  * * * *

  Giada was shaking, but she wouldn’t let her fears, her inexperience stop her from giving herself to these men. So when Giuseppe set her on her feet on the rug in front of the bed and stepped back to pull off his shirt the rest of the way, she spoke her mind.

  “Oh God, you’re beautiful,” she whispered and couldn’t help but reach out and caress his tanned skin. She felt her breathing grow rapid at the sight of all his muscles, the tanned skin, and how much taller, bigger he was in comparison to her. It was intimidating and arousing.

  He gripped her hand and then brought it to his mouth. He kissed her fingers. “You’re the beautiful one.”

  She glanced at Dominick, who pulled off his shirt and started to get undressed. Andreas reached for her top. She helped him take it off of her. She wanted to lick her lips at the sight of all their muscles, the hardness of their bodies that screamed masculinity, capability, and power.

  Andreas slid his finger along the lace material of her halter bra. “Very sexy,” Andreas whispered, stroking his thumb along her nipple while slipping his forefinger under the material of her bra and lifting it up and over her head.

  She gasped at the contact to her sensitive flesh, at the feel of his thick thumb stroking her very sensitive nipple, and then him removing her top as if desperate to see her naked. She wanted to look good, sexy, desirable for them. They were so big, and she was petite. Would they really like that about her? Her mind kept battling between feeling good from their touches and wondering if she was good enough. She wanted to please them so badly she was shaking.

  Her large breasts slipped from the material, and immediately Dominick cupped one and Giuseppe cupped the other one. Her lips parted from the feel of their big, warm hands cupping her like this and instantly. She watched in anticipation and awe as they lowered their mouths to her breasts and feasted on her.

  “Oh my God. Oh,” she moaned softly.

  Her arms were still raised in the air by Andreas, and she locked gazes with him as she moaned.

  “You’re gorgeous.” He slowly tossed her top to the side.

  As she lowered her arms she held on to Dominick’s and Giuseppe’s heads and couldn’t help but press them harder to her breasts, loving and needing more from them. She was entirely too turned on, and things were just getting started. Could she survive this? These sensations of arousal brought on triple time? Holy crap.

  Andreas reached for her hips as he bent down to slide her bottoms down her legs. She’d stepped from the boots and her bottoms when she felt the finger tap at her belly ring while lips trailed from her breasts to her ribs on either side.

  Three sets of hands smoothed over her skin there. Three extra-large men encased her, invaded her space and making her feel what claustrophobia had to feel like, but enjoyable instead of fearful.

  “Goddamn, baby, you are hot,” Dominick told her, lifted up, and pressed his mouth to hers.

  She felt his palm slide along her hip to her ass and squeeze her. She moaned into his mouth and then tightened as she felt the lips press against her skin. She pulled from Dominick’s lips to look down at Andreas. Wild, dominant Andreas.

  She ran her fingers through his hair and pressed him closer to her. She gripped hi
s hair with one hand as Dominick sucked on a sensitive chord on her neck. Behind her, Giuseppe kissed along her spine to her ass. It was all too much. Andreas sucked against her belly, making her giggle and then pull back and grip his cheeks. He looked up at her, and she smiled.

  “Get ready, woman. You’re going to be ours very soon.”

  He gripped her hips, lifted her, and lowered her to the bed. Andreas maneuvered between her legs, she slid her palms over Andreas’s shoulders as he lowered over her, and he kissed her on the mouth. They explored one another with tongues, hands, and thrusts. When he released her lips to sit up, she reached for the buttons on his shirt, and when she spread the shirt wide, wanting, needing to feel his skin, she paused at what she saw.

  Her heart hammered. Dominick and Giuseppe lay on either side of her and caressed her hair from her face as they kissed her shoulders and her arms.

  “Andreas. Oh God.” She smoothed her hands along the different scars. Some deep, some round, and others long like knife wounds. Tears escaped her eyes, and he gripped her cheeks and shook his head. She inhaled his cologne and his masculinity as well as the tension his cousins emitted at seeing Andreas’s many scars. Her eyes widened. She blinked and thought about Jimmy, about how he hadn’t survived being a soldier, and then about how Andreas had. She wondered what he had gone through and knew not to ask questions, to just love him and be thankful that he was alive and here with them today.

  “Every night I hardly sleep thinking about all the shit I’ve done and survived. Wondered why the fuck I wasn’t dead like so many of my friends, troops, family.” He glanced at Dominick and Giuseppe and back at her. He looked at her body. “Now I know why. For you, baby. To protect you, to share you with Dominick and Giuseppe, and to love you.”

  She felt a tear escape from her eye, and she reached up and cupped his cheek. “I need you, Andreas. Now.”

  He lifted up, and she watched him undress the rest of the way while Dominick and Giuseppe explored her body. They slid their hands along her ankles then up her thighs to her pussy. They spread her wider, stroked thumbs and fingers along her clit. She gasped and tried to close her legs.

  “No you don’t. This sexy, curvy body is all ours to explore, to taste, and to possess.” Dominick licked along her ribs to the tip of her breast and sucked the tiny bud into his mouth.

  “Oh, Dominick.” She moaned.

  “From these cute, pink-painted toenails to this wet, bare pink pussy,” Andreas said, lifting her foot and nipping her toes and ankle, calf, and thigh.

  She giggled and tried pulling free, but then Giuseppe pressed a finger to her cunt, and she gasped. He pulled it back out, and she held his gaze. He licked his lips.

  “You’re already wet for us. I love it,” he said to her.

  Andreas continued sliding his hands from her ankles to her thighs, spreading her wider then teasing her cunt. He stroked her outer lips with his thumbs, and she stared at him, at his sexy, muscular body with all those dips and ridges, as well as his long, thick cock.

  “She’s so wet and tight. You’re gripping my fingers, baby,” Andreas said as he stroked her pussy.

  “Let him in, Giada. Let go and give us complete control,” Giuseppe said as he leaned up and kissed her mouth.

  She immediately reached for him and ran her fingers through his hair as Andreas increased his finger thrusts. “Oh.” She moaned again and felt her pussy cream.

  “I need in. Now,” Andreas said very firmly.

  Giuseppe pulled back, and so did Dominick. Andreas reached for her hands and pressed them up above her head.

  “Nice and easy, baby. You’re on the pill still, right?” he asked.

  “Yes.” She knew they remembered because when they’d watched over her months ago they had had to pick up her prescriptions of birth control. She had been embarrassed, but part of her was happy they knew, especially now.

  She held Andreas’s gaze while he aligned his cock with her pussy. He kept his hands entwined with hers above her head. The tip of his thick cock pressed against her pussy. She shivered, felt anxious, nervous, excited, all rolled up in one.

  “Nice and slow.”

  “I want you. I’m ready, Andreas. I am.”

  He gave a soft smirk and began to ease his cock into her cunt. He nudged and nudged. She held his gaze, felt the connection, the emotion as tears filled her eyes. She absorbed this moment, memorized the intense expressions of all three men, their muscular bodies, Andreas’s tight abs, Giuseppe pinching her nipple, and Dominick stroking his cock and watching Andreas make love to her for the first time. It confirmed the fact that she would belong to all three men. That they would be one unit, one family, and she parted her lips and relaxed her muscles to let go and let him, them, in.

  “Mine, forever.” He pushed all the way into her. She gripped his hands and pushed upward as he pulled back again and then thrust all the way in. He began to stroke over and over again, and her pussy gushed cream, lubricating those strokes.

  They exhaled.

  “Oh God,” she said.

  “So fucking tight. Mercy, baby,” he said through clenched teeth. He released her hands and slid his palms down her arms to her shoulders, gripping them and then using her shoulders as leverage to thrust in and out of her cunt.

  “Andreas!” she cried out, unable to breathe when he stroked into her, his cock so thick and hard. She was panting and moaning, trying to take in the sight of him with all those muscles and how he towered over her. His hard, thick thighs had her legs spread as wide as they could go. He hammered into her cunt, and she felt that cramping sensation in her core and knew she was going to orgasm.

  “Too tight. I needed you for too long, baby. I’m not going to last,” he exclaimed.

  She reached up and held onto his shoulders as he lowered and thrust faster, deeper into her. He was so big, so thick and hard, and then he sucked on her neck hard.

  “Mine, now and forever,” he said.

  She came, aroused by his possessiveness and the dominant way he took her, claimed her body, and thrust into her so hard and deep.

  “Yeah, Giada. Come all over my cock. Come for me. Fuck,” he yelled out and came.

  He crushed her as he hugged her tight and rolled to the side, sliding a hand over her ass and squeezing her. He kissed her cheeks, her chin, forehead, and her lips.

  “Never ever like this, woman. Know that. Never like this,” he said to her and continued to kiss her.

  When he finally released her to pull back, he winked at Dominick, who was behind her. She looked over her shoulder just as Dominick cupped her breast and pulled her to him. He kissed her lips. Andreas released her to him, and then she rolled on top of Dominick to kiss him and explore his skin.

  She kissed his lips, his neck, and his shoulder while he explored her ass with his hands. When she felt the second set of fingers slide over her ass and up the crack, she tightened, turned, and saw Giuseppe. He was stroking his cock. Dominick tapped her jaw, and she looked back down at him.

  “This first time is going to be quick, love. Watching this ass, thinking about your sexy dancing, watching you submit to Andreas and let him love you have me about to shoot my load. Take me inside of you, Giada. Make me yours,” Dominick said to her.

  She lifted and aligned her pussy with his cock. She held his gaze and slid her palms up his muscular, tanned chest to his shoulders while sinking onto his cock. He gripped her wrists. His hips were wide, thick, and she felt feminine and small in comparison. Yet she wasn’t scared they could hurt her. Their sizes turned her on. She missed being with a man and feeling protected. Being with these three men had her coming like a faucet. She looked at Dominick’s large hands, absorbed how they felt encasing her small wrists. She couldn’t help but take in everything about each of these men. It had seemed like it had been forever since she’d felt a man’s intimate touch or the way it felt to be held, controlled, and made love to. Her eyes welled up with tears.

  “No. No, no, no, lover. No gho
sts, no past, just the present and future with us,” Dominick said to her as if reading her mind.

  She smiled, leaned down, kissed his lips, and took pleasure in tasting them, teasing him as she slowly moved up and down on his shaft. He gripped her hips and thrust upward, indicating that she was going too slow and he needed more. It gave her confidence that she had what it took to make this man—these men—wild with desire for her body. She gripped his shoulders, and then he ran his large hands up and down her arms. His eyes swept over her breasts, and it was as if he’d touched them. They reacted, and she began to ride his cock. He gripped her hips.

  “So feminine and petite. You need protection, love. You need looking after.”

  She must have been going too slow because suddenly he was staring at her, his eyes narrowed as though he was thinking about something, and then he rolled her onto her back and began to stroke into her cunt fast and deep with his large hands gripping her hips tightly.

  She could hardly catch her breath. “Dominick. Oh God, Dominick!”

  “Mine. No other men ever. No one fucks this body, touches this body but us. Understand me? No one,” he exclaimed loudly.

  “Yes, Dominick. Only you, Andreas, and Giuseppe. Only the three of you ever,” she told him, and she felt her body erupt. “Oh.” She moaned.

  He stroked into her harder, faster, pressing her arms above her head, and she locked onto his eyes. The veins protruded from his temples. His teeth were clenched, and his nostrils flared.

  “Ours. Finally, all ours,” he exclaimed. “Giada!” he yelled out, and then he thrust and stroked into her so hard and fast, as though he were trying to mark her and claim her as his woman, that she came again as she hugged him tight.

  * * * *

  Giuseppe pulled Giada into his arms and kissed her tenderly. “Are you okay? Not too sore?”

  She stroked his cheeks and smiled. “Take me, Giuseppe. Make love to me next and make me your woman.” She kissed his lips.

  He kissed her back, and they explored their bodies with hands and mouths. His large, firm hand caressed her ass and squeezed it tight. His other hand smoothed up her back, gripped her hair, and tightened his hold as he plunged his tongue into her mouth in exploration and possession. She moaned and rocked her hips, more than ready to make love to Giuseppe next.