She blanches. “What kind of parents do you think we’ll make? With everything that’s happened?” Tears well up in her eyes, making them glitter. “I can’t cope with something like that too. Not now.”I ball my hands to prevent myself from touching her, from soothing her. From feeling sorry for her. “You didn’t think about it when you came in my mouth and on my cock. You didn’t tell me to stop when you screamed in pleasure.”“I didn’t scream,” she says with a sharp intake of her breath.My grin is savage. “Our neighbors will disagree.”“Shit.” She drags her hands over her eyes and pushes her hair out of her face. “If Bart finds out…”“So what if he does?” I say harsher than I intended.She looks at me. “My parents are religiously conservative. You don’t know my mother. The shame I’ll bring over my family will kill her.”I don’t care about any of those things—shame and religion and right and wrong. I was raised Catholic, but I’ve never practiced as an adult. I can imagine how a baby concei
Leonardo Franco POVJust before twelve, we exit the lobby. Bart, his wife, and Robinson, that pretty boy with the soft, white, piano hands whom Luna Belle calls her best friend, are outside. Bart and Robinson are loading bags into the trunk of Bart’s BMW. Bart’s wife, Celeste, looks the worst for wear with a pair of oversized sunglasses shielding her eyes. She’s sitting on a bench next to the entrance, her face whiter than porcelain, sipping green slush that must be some miracle hangover remedy in a takeout cup.At the sight of her family, Luna Belle stops dead. She takes three wide steps to the side, putting a stretch of space between us. Celeste spots her first. She gives a weak wave and makes a puking face.The action catches the men’s attention. Bart and Robinson look up simultaneously. When they notice me, they are still. Bart’s expression gives nothing away. Neither does his relaxed stance. Robin fists his hands and takes a step forward, but Bart stops him with an outstretched ar
Luna Belle POV“He’s doing business with my dad. My dad could’ve mentioned something to someone.” I shrug. “This place is small. You know how people talk. It’s not difficult to find out details like that here.”“Fine. Say he picked up something via the grapevine. It’s still nuts. The guy is clearly obsessed with you. Do you now see why you need a restraining order?”My driving is almost aggressive in the way I take the bends. From the way the car grips the road, it’s clear that it was made for speed. Bart has fallen behind. His BMW is no longer visible in the rearview mirror. I slow down and take a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself.I can’t confess why going to the police isn’t an option. My dad’s business is still on the line. Besides, a restraining order will make no difference to a man like Leonardo Franco. I don’t know how to explain that to Robin who lives his life by the letter of the law. I don’t know how to convey the darkness in Leonardo in words. I can’t tell Robin abo
Luna Belle Fernandez POVMy heart beats a little faster when I face my dad. “What’s really going on, Dad? You’re scaring me when you and Mom fight like this.”“Nothing.” He crosses the veranda and rubs my arm like he used to do when I was little and he wanted to soothe me. “Would you like a glass of wine before lunch? You’re eighteen now after all.”“No, thanks.”He chuckles. “Bart said you had a little too much champagne last night. I’m glad you had fun.”I don’t correct him about the fun part.He clears his throat. “You know how much you and your siblings mean to me, don’t you?”“Of course.”“You’ve always been the apple of my eye.” He smiles as if to himself. “I’d always get into trouble with your mother for that.”“For having a favorite?” I ask, my throat tightening. Cassie is Mom’s favorite, and I know how much that used to hurt before I was old enough to understand. I’d hate for Cassie to have felt the same about Dad and me.“For spoiling you.” He takes a sip of his drink. “Yet
Leonardo Franco POVWhen I arrive home, my mother is kneeling on the library floor with hundreds of brochures spread out in front of her.“Oh, hi,” she says, shuffling the glossy pamphlets. “You’re home early.”“I made good time with the boat. The wind was behind me.”She smiles up at me. “How was the birthday party?”The memories that flood me make me work my jaw. “Good.” And bad. But mostly memorable. Inarguably satisfying.“Did she like the car?”“Apparently not.” My tone is wry. “She donated it to charity.”My mother’s brow pleats. “I told you it was too flashy.”“Don’t worry about it. I instructed her brother to buy her a more average car.” I peer over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”“Organizing the wedding leaflets by themes and color. I was thinking of apricot as the principal color and palettes of orange as accent colors. How does that sound?”It takes effort to smile. The way in which I left in Negros Island put me in a foul mood. “Like you have everything under control.”
Luna Belle Fernandez POVLife is hectic when Kitty-Kat and I move in with Bart and Celeste and my university course starts in February. I embrace the strenuous pace with open arms. Being busy helps me to forget about birthdays and the unexpected gifts—or rather, curses—they bring.As I need my own wheels to commute from Talubangi Bay and to the campus, Dad buys me an entry-level Mini Cooper. The car is still expensive, but it’s a far cry from a Ferrari.Robin and I spend our free time together studying in the library. The separation from May left him heartbroken. We’re not as close as we used to be, but he’s still my only friend.Moments of leisure are scarce at the beginning. I have classes back-to-back from eight in the morning to six in the evening. On weekends, I either have lunch at Robin’s apartment or he dines at Bart and Celeste’s place. On the odd occasion, we squeeze in a swim at one of the many beautiful beaches. If Celeste is busy, we take Brady to the rock pool. I adore s
Luna Belle POVBart takes a big breath and blows out the candles, much to Baby Brady’s delight.Celeste hands Ryan a knife. “The honor is yours.”“No cake for us,” Oliver says. “It’ll upset our diet. If it didn’t come straight from the sea, I’m afraid we can’t touch it.”“Does caviar count?” Mom asks with a bite in her tone.Oliver looks genuinely puzzled. “That’s a very good question. No, I guess it doesn’t. The sea didn’t offer it, did it?”“Didn’t it offer the fish?” she asks.Dad kicks her under the table.Celeste hands out the slices of cake, starting with Brady who digs his little fists into the frosting and makes a huge mess of stuffing his face.“You’d think we’d eat before dessert is served,” Mom says under her breath.“There’s nothing wrong with doing things out of order every now and again,” Dad replies.Cassie cups her stomach. “This baby does not like chocolate.”“Do you need the bathroom?” Jack asks, jumping to his feet.Cassie waves him away. “I can make it there just f
Leonardo Franco's POV“I damn well hope so.” He catches my gaze with a dark look. “Because you know what you’ll have to do if she becomes a threat to our family.”Kill her. I don’t think so. I’d rather chain her up in the basement.“And that will be a shame,” my father continues. “Seeing that this wedding is costing a damn fortune.”My smile is grim. “It’s not like we can’t afford it.”He pushes the bowl away. “Having plenty doesn’t mean you have to waste it.”“Don’t worry.” Fuck, I need a cup of coffee. “I’ll make sure it’s not wasted.”“Oh, Leo,” Venus exclaims, running into the room and slamming her palms over her mouth. “I just saw it.” Her eyes sparkle. “The wedding dress. Oh my God. It’s amazing. She’s going to look so beautiful.”My mother follows on my sister’s heels, wearing an off-white designer suit with black stitching on the collar and a thin black belt. Paired with a black patent leather handbag and shoes, she looks classy and wealthy, exactly the way my father likes her
She nodded to Damon, ready for anything they wanted.Damon worked the engorged head of his cock against her as Daniel sank her fully over him. And then Damon was pushing inside her. Filling the tight little cunt with his massive, cum soaked cock and making her breathe so heavily stars danced in her eyes.The girth of his shaft felt different to Daniel’s, yet just as filling. Stretched over two massive cocks she began to rock her hips, needing to fill them both and move inside her.Damon pulled out and drove back in as Daniel did the opposite, setting a rhythm. Damon claimed her pussy with every stroke and when he pulled out this time her channel clenched around his shaft, eager for the orgasm they teased from her.A low, strangled cry dragged Damon’s attention to her mouth. He devoured her lips and her moans. Took control and she passed it over.She buried her hands in his hair. “Not yet, baby, not yet hold that climax. We’ll tell you when you’ll give it to us.” His ragged order serve
“Here’s your chance to run, Anya.” Damon rested his large hands on her ankles and his gaze on hers. Long wisps of hair played at his temples lending a dark, dangerous vibe to the man she loved.Her heart rate spiked.Run?Daniel growled long and low and the vibrations fed into her soul.“Anya,” he whispered.Her breath caught at the intense look in his eye.Did she dare? Three steps past the threshold they would have her pinned in their arms and making sure she knew she wasn’t getting away. No way she’d make it back to Manila, that was for damn sure.Hot molten stares followed her every move as she uncurled her legs from Damon’s touch and glided to her feet. Her leg felt better, stiff, but not enough to keep her from walking.As predicted, she managed three steps before her fingers entwined with hers. Gentle but firm. Warm lips caught her knuckles pulling a heavy sigh from her lips. From beneath hooded eyes, she watched Daniel sidle up to her and wrap an arm around her middle as Damon
An hour and a pile of papers the size of a small cat later, Damon slipped the key in and stepped aside as Daniel carried her up the back stairs.“You know I could have walked, right?”“Where’s the fun in that,” he scoffed. “Besides, I have to get practice in for when we put a ring on that beautiful hand of yours.”She laughed. “So who’s name did I get to carry?” She knew for a fact she couldn’t marry them both.Damon kissed her forehead as he held the door open for them. Her smile widened and her heart swelled with so much love. Love for both of them and she still couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact she had a tiny, innocent baby inside her. She splayed her hand over her stomach.Daniel pressed his lips close to her ear. “You’re going to look gorgeous when you’re plump with our baby.”She smiled. “I guess this is going to be home for a little while yet.”“If that’s okay with you? We can look for a bigger place once you can move around without any leftover pain.”Staying here couldn’
Damon’s dark head tilted, his mouth turning up into a wide grin. “Which is another topic we’ll need to discuss. I’m going to miss the quiet time we had up at the cabin. Just the three of us.” He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed the tips of each of her fingers. “We had planned on fucking you long and hard by the waterfall.”Daniel turned from the window. “Which we did.”Wow. What was it about these two men that left her breathless? She smiled at them both. “I remember.”“Then we’d planned on tying you up to our bed and covering every part of your body in our milk.”“Tits, ass, and pussy. You would have been dripping with our cums.”Her mouth fell open a little. Wow. Her body thrummed with an instant rush of need.“Mr. Castillo. Mr. Santillan. Be glad that part of your ‘plan’ failed or your day would have turned out completely different.” They all turned to the door and the newcomer to the room and Anya wanted to melt into the floor. Red. Her face, neck, and every other part of h
She pushed out of Daniel’s arms and stood then regretted it immediately as she fell forward. Rupert, moved to steady her, looking pointedly at her leg where the fire had left a small burn and her head where blood trickled down from her temple.“You’re men are lucky to have such a determined, loyal woman by their side.”Water welled behind her lashes. “Thank you for being here today. I don’t know how you knew, but I’m glad you arrived when you did. I’m not sure Daniel would have held back much longer.”“John and Rene called. Don’t shed any tears for that old man. He is a horrible person as I am sure your men will tell you if you haven’t already seen it for yourself.”She nodded.The fire of anger and pain that ate at her ebbed. “You’re right.”Daniel and Damon stood to either side, their body heats a balm to her nerves.She wobbled forward as her men supported her on either side. She reached for Rupert’s hand, holding his gaze. She turned to look at Damon and Daniel. “I think I can spe
Water blasted from the tip of her hose and she started watering down the dry grass. Damon did the same beside her while Daniel started digging a huge fire line through the grass. Given the strength of the wind, she didn’t hold out much hope but it was something.Dry grass crunched underfoot and cinders scattered through the weeds, causing small pockets of fire to spread along the empty field. She caught as many as she could but the fire was jumping.They worked together moving as a team trying to save as much of the property as possible. Over the ledge of small hills, a blur of dust kicked up about a mile out.“Oh thank God! Look! The cavalry is here.”John and Rene pulled up in a rolling tumble of dirt, their red rig a beautiful sight. Another one pulled up beside them filled with water from the looks of it.Smoke boiled low across the field like a thick fog and burned her lungs but still, her heart soared and she smiled.“Where’s Damon?” Daniel called out coming in from the field, e
“Who knows, maybe Rupert has a hand in this. Maybe he decided he didn’t like going against the grain after all.”They bounced along the back road, Daniel finding every damn pothole there was in the dirt road and slamming into it. If they made it to the house without breaking an axle it would be a miracle.She couldn’t say she knew any of the men they spoke about personally. The class had kept her busy during the days, and then waiting tables in the afternoon for extra cash only left her with the time she spent with her men. Damon threw an arm out in front of her when Daniel took a dip in the road too fast.“You remember what Ethan and Remy said, Daniel. We heard it too. Rupert is looking for allies, not enemies. Looking to clean up his family name.”“How the hell can you be so sure? Can you trust him?”“Daniel’s right, Anya. We can’t measure a man by his family’s bad deeds. He has to earn his reputation on his own merits. So far, he’s done nothing to us but help when we needed him.”D
Damon reached around and rubbed her clit with soft, gentle strokes as they both stretched her tight channel around their thick girths. She gasped, muscles shaking. The feeling of being stretched beyond anything she had ever felt before consumed all her senses. Her walls clenched, making both men groan. The deeper they sank the tighter the fit until she could feel their every pulse, every throb of need in their cocks.A pinch of pain followed the burn of the pressure as they stretched her hot, greedy pussy.She panted, and every muscle in her body shook. She clawed at Daniel’s shoulders. The pressure. it was too much.The burn. Fire tore through her, so delicious and torturous. A pain she wanted but never thought possible.She splayed her hands over Daniel’s broad chest and his heartbeat hammered against her palms.“Breathe, baby. If it’s too much, tell us and we’ll stop.”She nodded to Daniel’s words. “No,” she gasped. “No.” She pressed back. Slowly. Wanting them to fill her, stretch
Her lips parted and she moaned around his thickness as Daniel buried his dick in her mouth until he tapped the back of her throat.“Breath in, baby, I want to feel that throat on the tip of my cock every time I sink in.”She gagged around him and pushed him deeper, tears watering her eyes.He pulled out giving her time to catch her breath then did it all over again, this time she took him deeper for longer.“You’re fucking perfect, baby,” he whispered, cleaning her face of the few drops of tears that had spilled down her cheeks.Leaning in she gathered his balls in her hands and sucked each of them into her mouth gently while working his length from base to tip.“Fuck, that’s it. Grip his cock harder, work him faster.”Behind her, Damon delivered a series of sharp smacks one after another until her whole body tingled and hummed with a wave of pleasure she’d never known before. She cried out around her mouth full of Daniel’s balls letting them slip from her mouth on a whimper.She coul