16. Victoria

I don't evenhead for the shower when I re-enter my bedroom. I'm suddenly so tired, I don't even care that creepy weirdos have been in and out of my room all fucking night. All I want is to sleep and forget most of this has ever happened. Not that it's likely. I'm sure something will happen the second I close my eyes. But what I really need is some downtime. There's been too much action, too much shit for my liking. I need a fucking break.

Pulling the covers up over my naked body, I crack an eye open when someone comes in. "What?" I groan. "What now?"

Luke chuckles. "Just going to do a quick security sweep. The cleaner-upper's motives are extremely… unclear."

"No jokes," I murmur and shut my eye again, listening to him moving around the room, his gadget beeping intermittently, almost lulling me into a daze.

"All clear," he whispers at some point and then I hear him pull the door to but not closed.

Sighing happily to be left alone to sleep, I feel exhaustion pull me under.

A sudden noise jolts me awake, my heart racing. I sit up, clutching the sheets to my chest, scanning the room for any sign of movement. But all is quiet.

Realising quickly it was me moaning in my sleep, I frown as I try to recall the dream I was having. But it evades me, so I flop back down and curl up.

But the feeling of unease remains. It feels like someone is watching me.

Luke went over the room and didn't find any hidden cams and the window has been boarded over, so no one can see in from outside. It's just a weird creepy feeling, I can't shake.

I lie there, eyes wide open, willing myself to calm down.

A soft knock on my door pulls me out of my thoughts. It's almost hesitant, like whoever is on the other side is unsure whether they should disturb me or not.

"Go away," I mumble, but the door opens anyway.

It's Gianluca. His usually composed face looks troubled. Without saying a word, he closes the door behind him and walks over to the bed, sitting down at the edge, dressed only in black joggers, causing a major distraction. "You okay? I heard noises."

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" He looks a little haunted.

He doesn't answer immediately. Instead, he runs a hand through his dark hair and then stares at me with those intense black eyes of his.

"I couldn't sleep," he admits finally. "Thought you might need someone."

"I'm fine." Again, the lie hangs heavy between us, but he doesn't call me out on it.

Gianluca reaches out and gently cups my cheek, his touch surprisingly warm. "You're not fine," he says quietly.

I lean into his hand almost instinctively, craving the comfort he offers. It's been a hell of a day, and I could do with some comfort.

"Stay," I whisper.

He doesn't hesitate. Gianluca slips into the bed with me and wraps his arms around me. "Go to sleep, cara. I'm here."

Snuggling into him, I feel safe and at peace. It's a feeling I'm not used to, and then I feel suffocated and try to pull away, but he tightens his hold on me. "You have made me the happiest man alive today."

I snicker. "Why is that then?"

"You signed that contract without even a second thought. You didn't question it."

"Nothing to question. I get it."

"It was a test," he ventures. "To see if you are the woman of substance that I think you are. I know it now. You are the woman I will ask to marry me one day if you will have me."

Fuck. What?

"Erm," I stammer, taken aback, so I focus on the bad. "You were testing me? That's dickish."

"I know, but I had to be sure. In my world, you can't afford to make mistakes," Gianluca murmurs, his grip loosening just enough to let me breathe. "But it means everything that you trusted me."

I roll my eyes, though he's got a point. The royal life is no place for second-guessing. Still, the idea of marriage? It's insane. Yet his words swirl in my head, mingling with exhaustion and whatever remnants of the dream I had earlier.

"You're serious about the marriage thing?"

"Very," he replies. "I will never find another woman like you, Victoria Stroud."

I snuggle closer against him, feeling his heart beat steadily beneath my cheek.

"Don't think too much about it," he whispers, as if reading my mind. "Just sleep."

Somehow, with him here, I find myself drifting off faster than I thought possible.

Morning comes too quickly. Not that you'd know it in the dead of winter with a board over my window, but I can just tell. Picking up my phone, I squint at it, disturbing Gianluca, who is still next to me.

"What time is it?" he asks.

"It's just past seven," I reply, rubbing my eyes. I can feel his gaze on me as I stretch, the tension in my shoulders easing.

"We should get up," he says, but neither of us moves. The warmth of the bed in the chill of the room, makes it hard to face reality.

"Five more minutes," I mutter, burrowing into his chest. He chuckles softly.

"Just five," he agrees, but we both know it's a lie.

He knows I'm going to ride him like a pony and his cock knows it, too. It is already rock hard when I grip him and lazily tug on him. He groans and enjoys it. Throwing the covers back. I straddle him but scoot down so I can take him in my mouth.

He rasps as I take him in, his hands tangling in my hair. I tease and lick the tip of his cock, savouring the taste of him, before taking him deeper. He groans again, his hips bucking involuntarily. I can feel him growing harder in my mouth, and I know he won't last much longer. Cupping his balls, I squeeze him gently, thrilled at the feral noise he makes.

I hear the door open behind me and the sharp intake of breath as Cian or Luke, or both of them, see my ass sticking up in the air as I give Gianluca a blow job he is clearly enjoying. I don't look up as the bed dips under the weight of both men. Fingers find my pussy, thrusting in deep, forcefully from behind. I moan around Gianluca's dick, an action that makes his cock jerk wildly in my mouth.

"No," he murmurs. "Not in your mouth. I want to make every time with you count, Princess."

A hand slaps my ass hard, and I moan again. "You heard the man, killer. Get on his dick."

"Fuck," Luke mutters as I giggle at Cian's words and do as instructed.

I climb up Gianluca's body, positioning myself over his hard cock. He grips my hips, guiding me onto him with a low growl. I sink down slowly, savouring the feeling of him filling me up, inch by inch. Cian and Luke are both watching us intently, their breathing heavy as they take in the sight of Gianluca and me fucking.

Gianluca's hands cup my breasts, squeezing and teasing my nipples as I ride him.

I lean forward, inviting one of the other men to join us as I grind against him.

Behind me, Luke's hands grip my hips, guiding me as he pushes his nine-inch cock into my pussy alongside Gianluca's. I moan at the feeling of being filled by both men, my body responding to their touch as if it was made for this.

Cian kneels next to me, his cock standing at attention. Taking him in my mouth, I relish the taste of him as I suck and lick. He groans in pleasure, his hands gripping in my hair as he thrusts deeper, taking over control as he fucks my mouth roughly.

The three of them use my body for their pleasure.

Cian's cock hits the back of my throat, making me gag and moan around him. My orgasm builds, a wave of pleasure crashing through me as I writhe between them. Gianluca groans, as he feels my pussy clutching him and Luke fiercely.

"Fuck," Luke pants. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight." Then, to my surprise, he pulls out. "I want your ass."

"Take it," Cian says on my behalf as his cock is still stuffed in my mouth. "In fact, both of you give her double anal. I want to see how much this little bitch can take."

Popping my mouth off Cian's cock, I glare at him. "Fuck you."

His hand goes to my throat as Gianluca's slips out of me as well as Luke shoves me forward roughly and spits on his fingers.

"Say that again," Cian murmurs to me.

"Fuck you, asshole."

He tightens his grip on my throat with a vicious smirk. "I'm going to watch your ass be punished by Luke and G and you'll fucking thank us for it. We'll have you begging for more by the end of it."

Luke's fingers circle my asshole, pushing one in experimentally. I grunt at the pressure. Gianluca positions himself at my pussy again, rubbing his cock against my clit, making me tremble with lust.

Without warning, Luke shoves two fingers deep into my ass, stretching me painfully. The intense sensation sends a jolt of pain and pleasure through my body. I cry out, but Cian's hand on my throat silences me.

"Good girl," he whispers harshly, watching every flicker of emotion on my face.

Luke adds another finger to my ass, slowly preparing me for his and Gianluca's massive cocks.

Finally, Luke pulls his fingers out and presses his cock against the tight hole. Gianluca pauses to let him set up position. With one hard push, Luke breaches my ass, causing me to scream against Cian's grasp. The stretch is unbearable but also perversely satisfying. Gianluca's cock is edging at my ass, and Luke pulls me up by my wrists slightly so that Gianluca can push his cock inside my ass.

"Fuck," I gasp as Cian stares deep into my eyes.

"That's it," he murmurs. "Take it like the dirty girl you are."

The pain is sharp, mingling with a twisted pleasure that has my entire body quaking. I can barely breathe as Luke and Gianluca stretch me, filling every inch of my ass until I'm gasping for air.

"Tell me you love it," he demands softly.

"I love it," I manage to choke out, my voice strained from the assault on my body.

His eyes glitter with satisfaction. "Louder."

"I fucking love it!" My voice echoes around the room.

"Fuck," Luke grunts.

Gianluca thrusts deeper, joining Luke in working my ass roughly. Cian's hand tightens on my throat, his cock twitching, demanding attention.

"Open your mouth," Cian commands. His voice is low but laced with authority. I obey, taking him back into my mouth, closing my eyes as he shoves himself to the back of my throat again. The sensation of being filled everywhere is almost too much to bear.

"Look at me," Cian orders. My eyes snap open, meeting his cold, piercing gaze. He smirks as he fucks my mouth harder, each thrust sending shockwaves through my body.

Luke and Gianluca's movements grow more coordinated as they pound into me. The friction builds until the pain morphs into a blinding wave of ecstasy that leaves me breathless.

"Fuck," Gianluca mutters. "I'm going to come."

"Hold it," Cian warns him darkly. "Not yet."

Sweat slicks our bodies as they continue their relentless onslaught. My body starts to betray me, teetering on the brink of orgasm despite the brutal way they're using me. Gianluca finds my clit, twisting it roughly, pinching it and rolling it between his fingers. I cry out around Cian's cock as the sensations become too much to handle.

Cian's hand tightens around my throat, cutting off my air supply as he bucks his hips, fucking my mouth with a brutal rhythm. My vision blurs at the edges, the lack of oxygen adding to the intoxicating swirl of pain and pleasure coursing through me.

"Look at you," Cian murmurs. "Taking us all like a good little girl."

Luke and Gianluca thrust harder, stretching and filling me in ways that leave me on the edge of sanity. Every nerve in my body is torched with sensation, the line between agony and ecstasy blurring into a single overwhelming experience as I feel myself bordering on consciousness.

My orgasm crashes over me like a tsunami, tearing a guttural scream from my throat that reverberates around Cian's cock. My body convulses, muscles clenching and spasming as wave after wave of pleasure swamps me.

"Fuck yes," Luke groans "Such a fucking good girl for us."

"Can't hold it much longer," Gianluca grits out.

Cian's grip on my throat slackens just enough for me to gasp for breath before he thrusts deeper into my mouth. "Now," he orders. "Come inside her."

Luke and Gianluca both let out primal growls as they reach their peaks simultaneously, their hot cum filling my ass until it overflows, slicking my thighs. The sensation of them coming deep inside me sends another shockwave of pleasure through my already exhausted body. Cian pulls out of my mouth, and for a moment, I'm left gasping for air, the taste of him lingering on my tongue.

Luke and Gianluca slowly pull out, their cum dripping from my abused hole. I collapse onto the bed, every muscle in my body trembling with aftershocks. Cian's hand releases my throat, and he steps back, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Good girl," he says softly, the satisfaction clear in his voice. "You took it all like a pro. But we aren't done with you yet."

He rolls me onto my back as I struggle to get air in my lungs after he choked me to the brink of passing out. He straddles me, pushing my tits together. "Hold them while I tit fuck you until I come all over your beautiful face."

I can barely move, every inch of my body feels like it's on fire. But I do as he says, bringing my shaking hands up to squeeze my tits together for him. His cock presses between them and his eyes never leave mine as he starts to thrust, sliding his cock between my breasts with a rough, demanding rhythm. The friction is intense, each movement causing a ripple of sensation through my aching body.

"Look at you," he murmurs, his voice low and full of dark satisfaction. "Such a good little girl for me. Doing everything I tell you."

I'm gasping for breath, my throat raw from choking on his cock earlier. The taste of him still lingers on my tongue, a constant reminder of how thoroughly he's dominated me this morning. I can feel the slickness of Luke and Gianluca's cum still dripping from my ass, as Luke pushes my legs open and starts to play with my clit. I moan and writhe as the sensation is too intense right now.

Cian's thrusts become more erratic, his breathing heavy and uneven. I can see the lust and desire burning in his eyes, and I know he's close. My body is still thrumming with the aftereffects of my orgasms, every nerve ending hypersensitive to their touch as Gianluca thrust his fingers inside me as Luke continues to play with my clit.

"Fuck," Cian growls. "I'm going to come all over your pretty face."

His words send a tingle over my skin as I brace myself. He thrusts faster, harder, until finally he lets out a guttural moan. His cock pulses between my breasts as hot jets of cum shoot up onto my face and chest. The sensation is both humiliating and strangely satisfying, marking me as his in the most primal way possible.

Cian leans back, his breathing harsh and uneven as he watches his cum drip down my face. His eyes are dark, filled with satisfaction when he leans forward and scoops up the cum from my face. He doesn't break eye contact with me as he presses his fingers to my pussy. Gianluca's fingers leave me as Cian thrusts his cum-covered fingers deep inside me.

"Mine," he murmurs. "This cunt is mine."

My body shudders at his words, the possessiveness in his voice sending a fresh wave of heat through me. Luke's fingers continue their relentless assault on my clit, his touch both torturous and exquisite. My body quivers, every sensation amplified.

Cian withdraws his fingers slowly, leaving me aching and empty. He smirks down at me before leaning in to press a rough kiss to my lips, his tongue invading my mouth, claiming it just like he claimed the rest of me.

"We're going to ruin you," he murmurs against my lips. "Ravage you, and show you who you belong to."

Luke shifts on the bed beside me, his hand sliding down my body to spread my legs wider before he slaps my pussy so hard, I squeak in surprise.