Chapter 25

25

SCARLET

C ristian's lips found mine in a deep, passionate kiss before I could return the sentiment. When we broke apart, he grinned mischievously. "Can we have a little fun?" he asked, maneuvering me onto his lap where I could feel his arousal pressing against me.

I laughed, feeling the tension dissipate as his worries faded. Leaning in, I placed a soft kiss on the tip of his nose. His face lit up at the small gesture, eyes crinkling with joy.

"Fine, but afterwards, I want some soft serve ice-cream and fries. this baby baker has cravings," I stated, and he let out a genuine laugh that had me grinning and chuckling.

"Kitten, I'll buy you an entire franchise. Hell, I'll have a fast food kitchen installed in the house for you if that's what you wanted," he said as he hiked my sundress up, his hands squeezing my ass.

"I think that's a bad idea. I'd turn into a whale, and I'm already starting to struggle with my belly," I said with a soft pout.

He chuckled and claimed my lips once more before leaning back and just gazing at me lovingly.

The shadows of his past fears had been banished from his eyes, and I was caught in their depths. I saw the love and vulnerability shining through, and I knew what I felt for him, for all of them, was real and true despite how this had all begun.

"I love you, too, Cris," I whispered, my voice echoing the sincerity in my heart. I hadn't yet said those words to him, despite having broken and returning the words to both Julian and Tyrone in past weeks.

His arms tightened around me, a tangible wave of relief radiating from him. It was as if my words had unlocked something deep within him, and I felt the change as strongly as the evening breeze that rustled through the leaves of the oak tree.

Cristian stood, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. His eyes sparkled with a familiar mischief that made my heart flutter with anticipation. "How about a swim, kitten?" he suggested with a sly grin, nodding toward the doorway to the luxurious indoor pool that had become one of my favorite spots in the mansion. It helped make me feel weightless, which was more than welcome with my growing belly.

I let out a laugh, the sound light and carefree. "A swim sounds perfect," I replied, already imagining the cool water enveloping my skin.

We made our way to the pool while Cristian shot off a text, and when we stepped inside, I sighed. The ambient lighting within cast a serene glow over the water. It was heated year round, unlike our outdoor pool.

Because, y'know, we needed two pools. But I'd found it quite nice to have actually.

Tyrone and Julian were already there, seated in the chairs by the pool, and I had a feeling Cristian had texted them to join us in here.

"Enjoying the view, I see," Cristian teased, his fingers intertwining with mine.

Julian chuckled, pushing his blond hair back as he stood to greet us. "Always," he said with a warm smile, his deep brown eyes lingering on me.

"Our lovely fiancé looks ravishing with that swollen belly, it's hard not to enjoy," Tyrone added, his voice that low rumble that I felt deep in my chest. He rose from his seat by the pool, his tall, imposing figure moving with a predatory grace that never failed to stir something within me.

I felt a flush of heat rise to my cheeks, the compliment warming me more than the sun ever could. They made sure to make sure I felt stunning all the time despite my changing body.

Cristian led me to the steps that descended into the crystal-clear water. He released my hand just long enough to strip off his shirt, revealing the sculpted muscles and tattoos that adorned his skin. I followed his lead, shedding my sundress and allowing myself to be engulfed by the pool's cool embrace. My underwear remained on for now, but I felt all eyes on me despite that.

The water lapped around us as Cristian pulled me close. We floated together, our bodies moving in harmony with the gentle waves. Julian and Tyrone joined us, wading in after us.

Julian swam up beside me, his hand brushing against my arm. "How's our baby mama feeling?" he asked softly.

"Like I need some soft serve and fries," I shot back, and he chuckled.

"Afterwards, kitten. Let us enjoy this," Cristian promised.

Tyrone's strong arms wrapped around me from behind, his lips pressing against my temple. "You can have all the soft serve you desire," he murmured, making me giggle.

"But, I think we all want to have a taste of our own dessert first," Julian said as he moved in to kiss me gently, tugging me away from Tyrone and into his own arms.

The cool water of the pool lapped against my skin as Julian's fingers began their slow exploration beneath the surface. His touch was gentle, teasing, each stroke sending ripples of pleasure through me. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation as he expertly coaxed my desire to the surface.

Cristian's hands found my hips from behind, his lips trailing a path of fire along my neck. He dove under the water, his fingers deftly finding the edge of my panties. With a swift tug, they were gone, floating away to the edge of the pool. His hands then moved to my bra, unhooking it with practiced ease and sending it to join my discarded panties.

As the last piece of clothing was stripped from my body, Cristian lifted me up, the water buoying me as he positioned himself behind me. With gentle movements, he eased inside me, filling me completely. The sensation of his body moving against mine, combined with Julian's persistent teasing of my clit, sent waves of ecstasy coursing through me.

Tyrone appeared at my side, his strong arms helping to hold me up as Cristian continued to move within me. His hand found my swollen belly, caressing it with a tenderness that didn't match his fierce exterior. His lips found mine in a searing kiss, while Cristian left a trail of hickeys along my neck.

"That's right, my good girl, let my brothers bring you bliss," Tyrone groaned against my lips.

I was lost in a sea of sensation, each touch, each kiss, driving me closer to the edge. Tyrone's fingers joined Julian's, both of them working in tandem to push me over the edge. My climax hit me like a tidal wave, my body shuddering with the force of it as Cristian found his own release with a strangled groan.

But they weren't done with me yet. Tyrone's hands guided me toward him, and with surprising tenderness, he lifted me onto his own waiting erection. Leaning me back, he cradled me in his arms as he thrust into me, his movements slow and deliberate. Cristian held my head against his shoulder, providing a pillow for me to rest on as Tyrone made love to me in the water.

"Fuck, look at you, swollen with a little Silvestri, getting fucked by us," Tyrone grunted as he drove in deeper.

I gasped as Julian moved to my side, his lips closing around one of my nipples as he continued to stroke my body with his free hand. The sensation of being filled and adored by all three of them was almost too much to bear. I could feel another climax building within me, a storm that was about to break as I held Tyrone's fierce gaze. Those dark eyes were drinking me up as he held my hips tight, his fingers nearly bruising. He smirked as he moved one hand, and his fingers found my clit once more.

"Oh, fuck," I cried out, his few expert flicks sending me tumbling into oblivion. My body shook with the force of my orgasm, and I heard Tyrone's own groan of release as he found his pleasure within me.

"Fuck, good girl," he grunted as he closed his eyes.

As Tyrone set me back on my feet, Julian took his place behind me. His fingers dug into my hips as he entered me, his cock filling me completely as I held onto Tyrone for support. Each thrust drove me further into a state of bliss, the intensity of our connection threatening to overwhelm me.

"Look at you, letting us fill you up. Being our perfect little wife to be," Julian's warm breath washed over my ear, and I trembled, a soft whimper escaping me, my own desire having skyrocketed.

His pace quickened, his movements becoming more frantic as he approached his climax.

"C'mon, sweetheart, finish again for us," Tyrone said, his voice low as his hand snuck down to my clit once more beneath the water.

I gasped, and he guided my head down to his shoulder with his other hand, where I bit down, something I'd found he loved. He hissed, his hand fisting my hair while the other worked my clit.

My teeth bit in deeper as my body seized up, and my cry was muffled as I came undone once more.

"Fuck, Scarlet," Julian cursed. With a final thrust, he buried himself deep within me, his body shuddering against mine as he came undone.

Spent and breathless, I clung to Tyrone as Julian withdrew from me. The aftershocks of my orgasms rippled through my body, the sensation of their love surrounding me like a warm, protective embrace.

Tyrone lifted me from the water, his strong arms cradling me against his chest as he carried me out of the pool. Julian followed close behind, watching me tenderly.

"Let me take her, she needs a shower now," Julian said, and Tyrone paused for a moment before obliging. He passed me into Julian's waiting arms, and I wrapped my arms around Julian's neck. He carried me to the adjoining bathroom, where he bathed me with the utmost care and attention. His hands were gentle as he washed away the remnants of our lovemaking, his lips leaving a trail of soft kisses in their wake.

"Thank you," I breathed, my eyes half-open. I was exhausted now, and ready to just curl up somewhere.

"Any time, beautiful," he said as he lifted me onto the bathroom sink, his fingers resuming their exploration of my body.

"But I want just one last taste of you, alone," he said, and I chuckled.

"Of course that's why you stole me away," I said with a small laugh.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you as well. Fourth time's the charm, right?" he said with a smirk. He entered me once more, his movements slow and deliberate as he made gentle love to me that left me breathless. He held my gaze as I perched on the edge of the sink, my legs wrapped around his waist. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, his hand working my clit with expert touches, until I finally shattered into a million pieces, my body convulsing with the intensity of my release.

"My little pyro, look how brightly you burn," Julian murmured, his voice strained as he found his own release.

He cleaned me up once more, his touch sweet and careful as he cared for my spent body. He then carried me to the living room, where a fire was crackling away in the stone hearth.

"Got you this," Cristian said as I settled onto the couch between my three men. He handed me a soft serve sundae and a plate of fries, I couldn't help but smile. Each one of the brothers found some way to touch me while on the couch, to remind me that I was theirs and they were mine - a hand on my leg, an arm around my shoulders, and Julian had sprawled out on the plush rug on the floor, opting to lean against my leg.

Kenny pounced up onto the couch, jamming himself in the small gap between Cristian's and my leg, purring happily as I stroked him. Ever since we'd moved here, he was stuck to me like velcro, as if he sensed he'd have a new friend to love on before he knew it.

I was surrounded by the men who loved me, who had chosen to make me a part of their lives in every possible way. Despite the darkness that had led us to this point, I knew that we were stronger together than we could ever be apart.

I took a bite of my sundae, the sweetness of the ice cream mingling with the salty tang of the fries. It was the perfect combination of flavors, a reminder of the life I had found with these men. I rested my head against Tyrone's shoulder, a sense of peace and contentment settling over me.

Everything would be okay from here on out. We would face whatever challenges lay ahead, together. And in the end, it would be our love for one another that would see us through.

From the depths of despair, I had risen like a phoenix, transformed by the love and trials I had faced. And now, here I was, basking in the beauty of a moment that felt both surreal and utterly perfect.

With these men by my side, I was no longer just Scarlet—I was a Silvestri, fierce and unbreakable.

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