The Mafia Twins' Bride

Chapter 11: Morning After

I woke up between the warm and hard bodies of Dominic and Dante. Dominic’s arm was locked around my waist like he was afraid I might disappear in the night. Dante’s hand rested possessively on my stomach, his fingers spread out across it as if he could already feel the baby growing in there. The words I had whispered last night still hung heavy in the air between us.

“You said you wanted both of us,” Dominic murmured into my ear, his voice rough and low from sleep. “then prove it. Right now.”

My heart slammed against my ribs. I was still naked, still quite sore down there from everything we had done the previous night, their hands already moving on me again.

Dante planted wet kisses on my shoulder from behind, slow and deliberate, while Dominic’s fingers stroked down my slick fold.

“I… I meant it,” I stuttered my voice literally shaking with nerves. Part of me was still terrified of what I had agreed to. But another part of me was already burning for their touch.

Dominic pushed me gently onto my back and moved in between my legs in one smooth motion. He didn’t rush. He slid into me slowly and deep, staring at my face the whole time like he wanted to memorize my every reaction. “Good girl,” he growled softly. “Say it again, Lila.”

“I want both of you,” I moaned as he began thrusting faster, steady and deep.

Dante leaned over and kissed me, swallowing my sounds while his brother thrust into me. Their hands were everywhere. Dominic gripped my hip with firm control.

Dante’s fingers teased and played with my breasts, rolling my n*****s with his tongue until I arched off the bed. I felt completely surrounded, completely claimed. Fear and desire twisted together so closely that I couldn’t tell which was stronger.

They took their time with me. Dominic f****d me fast and deep, whispering against my lips how good I was. Then Dante took over, smoother and teasing, rolling his hips in a way that made my toes curl and my breath catch. They kept switching, never leaving my cunt empty for long, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

I kept moaning, crying out their name with so much pleasure, my eyes rolled back as I came hard the first time with Dominic, crying out his name as my orgasm rippled through me. The second time with Dante, my nails digging into his back as waves of sensation crashed over me again and again. They didn’t stop. They kept on going, touching me together, kissing me, telling me I was theirs until my legs quivered, sobbing with overstimulation and my core dripping with raw need.

After the intense session was finally over, both of them spilled their seeds inside me one after the other, I lay between them, breathing hard, my body completely exhausted.

Dominic stroked my hair gently. Dante kissed my stomach with surprising tenderness.

“You’re really ours now,” Dante said quietly, his voice full of satisfaction.

I turned my head to look at them. My chest felt tight. “What do you mean by that?

What happens when the baby comes? How are we supposed to go about it then?” I asked.

Dominic was quiet for a long moment, his fingers still running through my hair. “We don’t have all the answers now, Lila. This is new to us too. We’ve never shared a woman like the way we're doing right now. We've never wanted to. But we’re willing to try, for you.”

Dante nodded, his hand still resting on my stomach. “We’ll figure it out together. But you’re not leaving. That part isn’t ever going to change.”

I felt a strange mix of fear and warmth settle in my chest. For the first time since this whole contract thing began, I didn’t feel completely powerless. They were actually listening to me. But they were still dangerous men who refused to let me go.

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Victor stepped in with a tray of fresh fruit, toast, eggs, and coffee. He kept his eyes down, professional as always. “Breakfast for you ma'am. Boss… there are already rumors spreading outside. People are talking about her being with both of you, and It’s getting to the wrong ears.” he said, in a calm and composed tone.

Dominic’s jaw tightened. Dante sat up slowly, narrowing his eyes, make sure to keep her profiles as low as possible, Dante said his voice rough and dangerous. Yes boss. You may leave. Dominic said, waving his hand dismissing him. He nodded and left quickly, shutting the door behind him with a soft click.

I bolted up, pulling the sheet around my chest. This is what I'm afraid of. People are already talking. What if one of your rivals come for me? Or for the baby?” panic edged in my voice.

Dominic pulled me back down between them, his arm wrapping around me again. “Then we kill them. Simple as that.”

Dante kissed my shoulder. “You’re always safe with us, Lila.”

I closed my eyes, letting them hold me. Their bodies were warm. Their hands gentle yet possessive. For a moment, it felt almost peaceful and safe.

Then I whispered the words that had been sitting heavy in my chest since I woke up.

“I’m scared I'm gonna lose myself between you two.”

The room went quiet, that the sound of a pin could be heard if it's mistakenly dropped on the floor.

Dominic lifted my chin to meet his gaze. His eyes dark, intense, and full of something I couldn’t quite name. “Then we’ll make sure you never want to leave.”

Dante pressed closer from behind, his lips brushing my ear. “We’ll remind you every single day who you belong to, sweetheart.”

Their hands held me closely, possessive and promising.

And I realized I wa

s already sinking deeper.

Whether I wanted to or not.