My Brothers Mafia Friends, My Bullies.

Giving In

Otello

When Dante summoned me, I practically ran. He said it was about Tori and that’s all it took.

I know he was wasn’t happy about me sneaking behind his back with her, he made that clear. But it didn’t stop me from practically begging him for anything. To touch her again, watch her. Fu*k, watch them.

I wasn’t jealous. Not entirely. I always knew if we ever got our kitten back, he would be the one to break her. He’s a dominant by nature, and she needed that in her life. Someone to show her dominance didn’t mean disrespect and pain.

I did however wonder what she would think about me and Dante. Would she be appalled? Would it turn her on? I was d*ing to find out but I needed to see how Dante felt about it.

When I arrived I went straight to his office. Dante was seated at the desk looking like the king he was, sipping his whisky. He looked hot as fu*k to be honest.

“She’s putting Mia down. We had a long talk. I’m claiming her. I’ll tell Massimo when he gets back and potentially earn myself a bu*let, which will be well worth it.”

“She did agree to this right? This isn’t like you pissing on a tree marking your territory.”

He smirked. “She did. Took a little push but at the end she agreed to be mine. So that brings up why I called you. I also gave her permission to fu*k you if she wanted. With the understanding that she is of course mine.”

I was shocked. Initially that he even entertained the idea, but also that she might be interested. Both ideas turned me on more than I expected.

“What, what did she say?”

“I’ll let her tell you when she gets here. I made it clear neither of us would force her. This will be entirely up to her.”

I could only nod. I’d get on my knees and beg if she wanted me too.

No woman came close to her. I had my fair share but Tori was different.

I remember the day when she left and how I felt. Like I wanted to hunt her down and rip her away from that pri*k. Let Dante use his sick methods on him. I never liked the guy. When it finally hit me that she was gone for good I went down a dark road. We all did. Including Massimo. But he was angrier at her than anything. I don’t think he saw the darkness in Ray like we did.

I drank and did enough coc*ine to put down and elephant. I figured drinking, dru*ing and fu*king my way through the pain would help. But it didn’t. When I got clear headed again it just hurt. A hurt I hadn’t felt before. Or since.

So now that we had her back, I was going to do whatever I could to be a part of her and Mia’s life.

Vittoria

When I walked into the office my heart was slamming in my chest. I wasn’t sure how this conversation was going to go.

I had already agreed to be, well whatever we were with Dante. Now I had another very attractive, very eager man want me and I didn’t know what to think. I did want Otello. He*l I wanted Giovanni. But I wasn’t sure how this would work out. And I hoped I wouldn’t end up hurt, again.

It looked like a god d*mn Mafia movie. Dante sitting in the chair behind the desk. Whisky twirling in his hand. Sleeves pulled up past his muscular forearms. Ottelo was sitting on the couch in the corner, arm lazily laying across the back. His signature look on his face, like he caught his prey no matter who it was.

I realized I was frozen when Dante’s voice broke through my haze.

“Come here princess.” He pushed his chair back and tapped his lap.

Oh dear God. I wanted the earth to swallow me. For some reason my stupid body obeyed Dante like it always does. I sat gently on his lap and he pulled me in tight, my legs spreading around his knees. I felt like a god da*n display.

“So we talked a bit princess. Obviously Otello is eager as fu*k to get his hands on you. But we need some ground rules, and of course your consent. First of all if we do this, you’re still mine. Second you are not sneaking around. I want to know when he touches you. Maybe if you’re a good girl, we’ll both touch you together.”

Heat was rising in my body. Was the heat on?

“Well, what’s your verdict kitten? You going to let me touch you? Promise it will feel good.”

My breath hitched and I felt a type of lust I hadn’t felt in a very long time. In just a matter of weeks Dante had turned me into some s*x starved vixen. And I wasn’t even mad.

“I, I don’t know. I’m nervous. I don’t have as much experience as you two. I don’t think I can please you both. “

“Bullsh*t princess. You have pleased me more in the past few weeks than anyone has my entire life. Tell me, if I slip my hand into your panties will you be dripping? The thought off all of this turns you on so cut the sh*t.”

True to his word his hand slipped under the waistband of my shorts and into my panties. He slid his middle finger up my slit and chuckled.

A*shole.

He took his hand away and I turned my head to face him. He lifted his finger into his mouth and sucked on it. I gasped.

“Ya she’s soaking Otello. I think she’s ready. What do you think princess? Wanna give him a go?”

I was too stunned to speak so I just nodded. Fu*k it. I had been deprived for years. I needed this. Wanted it.

“I’m ready.”

I saw movement in the corner of my eye and turned to Otello. He looked like a teenager trying to unbuckle and unzip himself. His eagerness somehow turned me on even more.

I guess we’re doing this.

Otello

As soon as she gave me the green light, I practically ripped off my clothes. I couldn’t wait to have her moaning my name.

“Come here kitten. Let me undress you.”

Dante released her and she stumbled walking over to me. Seeing her this nervous and eager for my co*k made me proud, like some kind of caveman.

She stood mere inches from me and looked up, lust clear in her eyes. I wasn’t as tall as Dante but she still had to crane her neck. She was so small, so se*y.

I was trying to stay in control and savor the moment but my di*k had other plans.

I slid her shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra. Jesus she was perfect.

I finally undressed and cupper her ti*s, squeezing her nip*les. A gasp left her beautiful pout and I practically drooled. I dropped her shorts and panties and sat back down on the couch.

“Ride me kitten.”

I noticed Dante had taken out his co*k, leisurely stroking it. Now that was hot.

She gripped my shoulders and straddled me. I wanted her to take this moment to be in control despite wanting to grip her hips and slam her onto me. She grasped my di*k, sliding it up and down her wet slit. A groan pushed its way out of me. I could c*m just from the friction. Slowly she sat down on me and when I say I had never felt anything like it, I mean it.

I always imagined what she’d feel like but I never expected it to be this good. So warm and tight. She squeezed me gently before rising up and slamming back down on me.

“Oh God! Otello!”

Hearing my name on her lips made me lose any kind of control. I grabbed her hips and held her up, slamming into her over and over. Her beautiful moans spurred me on. I could feel her gripping my shaft harder.

She was close, and let’s be real, so was I.

I finally felt her release pouring down my thighs and lost it. Gripping her neck I kissed her hard, swallowing her moans. My load poured into her over and over. When I finally finished, she collapsed into my shoulder, breathing heavy. I could feel her sweat slide down my chest. Dante grunted clearly finishing himself. I couldn’t wait to have them both.

Best night of my life.