The Mafia Twins' Bride

Chapter 16: Trust Issues

I pulled back from the hug first, just enough to stare at both of them. "How do I know you're not just using me to fulfill the oath's terms and conditions?" My voice came out shaky but I didn't look away. "And how do I even know that all this isn't just about winning the empire? Huh."

Dominic's eyes darkened but his grip tightened, not letting go of me.

Because if we only wanted the babies, we wouldn't be standing here like this. We wouldn't be obsessed with you, nor would we be scared that you'd walk away.

Dante snaked his hand around my waist, pulling me closer. "Lila look at me." His eyes softer than usual, almost pleading, "if this was only about having an heir like the oath had stated, we would have just locked you up in a room and wait for the delivery of the babies. We wouldn't be losing sleep worrying about you, and we wouldn't be this... Consumed."

I carefully glanced at each of their faces.Dominic looked so serious, almost pained. Dante looked sincere in a way I rarely saw from him. I swallowed hard, my chest feeling tight. I wanted to believe them, part of me already did, but the other part; the part that remembered waking up mysteriously in Dominic's bed, the contract, the way they had both claimed me, still screamed at me to be careful.

"I need to know this isn't just about gaining power, like I wanna be sure everything is real" I whispered, and not mere empty promises just to keep my hopes high.

Shh Dante hushed, placing his thumb on my lips, preventing me from speaking further. He knelt in front of me, taking my hands into his. His fingers brushed over my knuckles, gentle in a way that always sends a tingling sensation down to my core. "I see you, Lila". He said, his gaze not leaving mine, I stared at him with the same intensity. For the first time I noticed how beautiful and captivating his sea blue eyes were. "I see how strong you are even when you're scared. I see all of it".

Dominic held my shoulders gently. "And I see how you fight us but still lean into us. How you whisper our names when you think we're asleep, you're not just a means to an end. You're the woman who makes us want to be better, even if we don't know how." Dominic said in a low voice.

Hot tears ran down the corners of my eyes, I hated crying in front of them. It made me feel weak. "I'm scared, I whimpered. Scared I'm falling for two men who might destroy each other because of me."

Dante squeezed my hands. "We're not going to destroy each other, I know this is really messy but we'd figure out a way to handle it, oh okay." I nodded. Without any further hesitation, he kissed me slowly and deeply like his life depended on it, and as well pouring in every word couldn't say into the kiss. Dominic's hands moved gently over my back, he grazed his teeth on my neck that sent shivers down my spine.

Dante broke away from the kiss giving me space to breathe, he bent down carrying me in a bridal way to the bedroom, Dominic followed suit. Dante put me down with uttermost carefulness, then they began undressing me like they were afraid I might break. I lay between them on the bed, my heart raced as they explored me together. Dominic's touch was firm and possessive, like he was claiming every inch of me. Dante was teasing he played with my breasts, sucking, biting and nibbling on each of them that made me shiver.

I could already tell them apart by how they touched me. Dominic held me like I was his whole world, while Dante touched me like he was afraid I'm gonna disappear.

They took their time. Dominic sucked on my ear down to my neckline, while Dante planted wet kisses on my bellybutton, down to my thighs spreading them open, he kissed inside of my thigh before he began licking my c**t, he sucked and bite on it gently causing me to moan out the sensation clouding every sense of control left in me, he continued until I was slick wet but he stopped abruptly, I hissed feeling quite empty, Dominic immediately penetrated into me, his thrust deep and steady, while Dante played with my breasts, then they switched. Dante thrust was smoother, rolling his hips in a way that made moan into Dominic's mouth. I lost every string of self control I had left, crying out their names, my body shaking with pleasure and overwhelming emotion.

They kept on f*****g the living Broad day light out of me. My orgasm built up with one mind-blowing thrust from Dante. I came hard, Oh god Dante I screamed as waves of pleasure crashed over me, my eyes rolled backwards. Yes baby f*****g c*m for me, Dante groaned as he emptied his seeds inside of me, I was still trying to recover from the euphoria of my orgasm, instead I felt Dominic enter me with a deep stroke filling me up immediately, he thrusted deep stretching the walls of my p***y, I just kept moaning until my orgasm built up again, rippling through me as I came but Dominic didn't stop, he continued until I squirted all over him even up to his torso, f**k Lila, he groaned as he filled me up with his cums.

Afterward, I lay between them, breathing hard, their arms wrapped around me.

Dante kissed my temple, "tell us what you need right now, anything at all".

"I need you to stop treating me like I'm fragile and I need you to let me make some decisions about my own life. Even if it’s in small things." I said quietly.

Dominic nodded slowly. "Consider it done."

Dante smiled, "whatever you want, sweetheart."

They pulled me closer. But even as they held me, though I let myself lean into them, the doubt was still there. I could feel it in the way Dominic’s grip tightened when Dante touched me. I could see it in the way Dante watched his brother like he was waiting for a mistake.

Later that night, after they had fallen asleep on either side of me, I lay awake staring at the ceiling, their arms were still around me. Their breathing was steady, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing.

I realized something that scared me more than anything else.

Dante seemed more emotionally attached to me. The way he looks at me. The way he touches me like he is afraid I would disappear. Dominic was protective, yes. But Dante… Dante looks at me like I was the only thing that mattered in his world.

And I wondered if their “sharing” could ever be

equal.

Or if one of them was already losing.