Chapter 33

Like I need reminding that the possessive asshole still has his fingers inside of me, he pumps his fingers more greedily in and out of my pussy. I grasp hold of the table in front of me for stability. “What are you doing?” I gasp out, all breathy and needy, even though I want to sound pissed off with him. But I can’t, I want him just as much.

“Negotiating.” I don’t need to turn my head to feel the smirk. He’s enjoying this way too much. But fuck, what he’s doing feels unbelievable. I brace one of my hands on the table, on the verge of falling apart completely already. I’m not sure if it’s because we’re literally in the middle of his club with people all around that makes it so much hotter, or if it’s because I hate the man, but fuck, this is my kind of heaven.

Maddox’s eyes meet mine, and he takes a sip of his whiskey, relaxing back into the soft leather of his chair. His eyes are a blaze of fire, and I know he’s sitting back so he can adjust himself in his pants. I bet his monster dick is hard as motherfucking steel right now. I lick my lips, wishing I could taste him. His lips twitch at the sides, knowing exactly where my dirty thoughts have gone to.

My hand slides up Ricky’s length, and I hear him let out a groan.

“So, I can have my friend at the wedding?” I ask, hopeful. Alessandro’s other hand runs over my dress all the way from my waist to my tits. He gropes me roughly, not even hiding what he’s doing anymore. I get the sense that this is not only about him and me. He is entertaining the other two with his performance. It’s a fucked-up show, but I’m not fighting it, so what does that make me? Just as fucked up.

“What do you think, boys?” His words are filled with malice.

“It’s not safe,” Maddox snips, his eyes locked with mine.

Oh, fuck, I’m about to lose control, but right as I do, Alessandro slows the pace. “She’s just some girl. What threat could she pose?” I argue, wondering why he’s against the idea.

He circles my clit slowly, spreading my juices through my folds, then back up to my clit, toying with me. As I attempt to gain control over my body, my breathing becomes increasingly shallow, but he doesn’t give me enough time before he’s pumping me harder again.

I hear Ricky suck in a sharp breath, and I know he’s watching him. Watching us. I glance his way. There is a deep desire reflected in his eyes, and I wish I could reach under his suit pants to really feel him. But as I go to, he stops me with a shake of his head.

“Maddox has a good point,” Alessandro agrees, finger-fucking me more aggressively.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m so close. I bite into my lips to stop myself from saying the words frantic to leave my mouth.

“So why the fuck did you two take her to see this friend today?” He stops moving his hand, and I know for sure this is his way of punishing them. And me .

I come abruptly back to reality, shaking off the clouded thoughts of desire. I tilt my head in order to see him better, my eyes narrowing, my chest rising and falling quickly. “They did what you promised me you would. I did what you wanted, and you told me I could see my friend. Are you not a man of your word?” I throw it back at him. He’s a motherfucking asshole for taking this out on them.

His gaze becomes cold, but he lazily pumps his fingers in and out of me, proving he’s the one in charge here. He’s the fucking boss, and we all answer to him. “You know I am, princess.”

I try to pull away from him, I’ve had enough of this bullshit tonight, but he locks me in place with one hand pinching my nipple, the other clamping down on my pussy.

“They did exactly what they should have. They didn’t let me sneak off with her, they watched me the entire time. You have them trained so well.” I don’t know why, but I feel like I need to protect them. They did it for me after all.

He looks between them, then his attention settles on Maddox. “In the future, you are to consult with me first. Did you even bother to conduct a fucking background check on this girl?”

Maddox finishes off his drink then places the crystal tumbler on the table in front of him. He couldn’t give a fuck about Alessandro’s tantrum. “She grew up in the foster system when her fourteen-year-old single mother couldn’t take care of her. She ran away from her last foster home after she was sexually assaulted by her foster father when she was thirteen. She’s gone from shitty job to shitty job, until she was hired by the guy at the diner, who I can’t tell if he’s her boss or pimp, but she’s making more money than what any waitress would, so my guess is it’s the latter. She doesn’t have any family or many close friends. No connection to the mob, anyway. And she’s certainly not a threat to us or Harley. She’s just a poor girl who’s had a shitty life. ”

“Well, fuck, that’s just depressing.” Ricky breaks the silence. “And she’s such a sweet girl. You can never tell what people have been through.”

A sickness washes over me for her. I didn’t know half of that. And I wish I did, because the girl needs more help than me. And I’m being finger-fucked in the middle of a busy club all because my fiancé is having a little tantrum about not getting his controlling way.

“She can come to the wedding,” he snaps furiously, but I think he’s more annoyed with himself. Because the boys and I have something genuine he’s not involved in. They have placed their trust in me, and I am beginning to reciprocate. His lips are back on me now, biting into my lobe. “But only if you can cum for me right here and now. You have one minute,” he threatens.

Jokes on him. I might hate him, but he’s got me worked into a frenzy, and I’m already about to tip over the edge. Ricky’s eyes fix on mine, and he smirks, licking his tongue over his bottom lip, like he’s imagining tasting me. And fuck, that’s what I’m seeing now as well.

Alessandro thrusts his fingers back inside of me, curling them in a way he knows rocks my world. I’m a panting mess in no time. My head rests back on his chest as I let the euphoric haze take over, and when he squeezes my nipple again, I’m gone, falling so fast I can’t help the groan that flies from my lips.

“That’s it, princess, cum for me.” His teeth clamp down on my earlobe, and I do, violently. Shuddering and rocking over his fingers, my juices coat his hand and my panties and probably the leather seat under me. Holy hell. As I come back to reality, I glance at Maddox, and his lips turn up at the sides. I have no idea what he’s thinking, but I’m sure it’s dirty as fuck. I smirk back at him.

I’m not sure what Alessandro was trying to prove here tonight. That he still has some power over me or that he’s in charge here, not his brothers? Either way, what Alessandro doesn’t know is he’s just given us even better foreplay for later. And he’s given me even more reason to fuck his brothers just to spite him and his controlling ways.

Alessandro’s phone rings abruptly, he removes his fingers from me and answers, the vein in his neck nearly popping when the other person talks. From the tone of their voice, I know it’s my brother, but all I make out from what he’s saying is the name Geovani. That alone is enough to send a shiver down my spine.

“I’ll get her out of here, then we can deal with him.” He disconnects the call, his attention coming to me with a stern look I don’t like. “Take her home, Maddox.”

“What? But I haven’t gotten to catch up with my friend yet,” I complain, not ready to just up and leave. I need to talk to her. She might be my way out. I’m also not sure I can get up right now, with the mess under me.

Alessandro stands, holding out a hand. “Give me your panties.”

I blink back at him. What the hell is he talking about?

“Don’t make me ask you again.” His dark voice holds a threat.

I shimmy my soaking panties down my legs as gracefully as I can then hand them to him, my cheeks flushing with new heat, this time from utter embarrassment. What the hell is wrong with him?

He holds them up to his nose and inhales deeply, and I think my heart is going to stop. “You’re fucking mine, princess. Don’t forget it.” He pockets them, while I stare back at him in utter shock. “Ricky,” he calls after his brother.

Ricky stands and follows Alessandro, and I’m left with Maddox, trying to work out what the hell just happened and why we have to leave in such a rush.