Chapter 163
When we finally get back home It’s late, once again. Working all these long hours has been screwing with my routine of things, but I do have good news to share with my little duo. We all walk up the stairs together but once we reach the landing, I take their hands and pull them away from the guest room we’ve been using, towards our permanent room that has finally been finished.
“Where are we going, Nico?” Isla questions me.
“To bed, amore. To our bed, in our room, that I hope you two will share with me for the rest of our lives…”
Mason gives me a knowing smirk, while Isla just rolls her eyes. “So dramatic. You could have just said our room was finished.” She shuts her mouth really quick when I open the double doors and stand to the side so they can enter.
“Holy shit.” She gasps.
“Fuck yes.” Mason claps his hands before letting himself fall backwards onto the bed. While Isla is running around the room, checking out all the features in the bedroom, bathroom, wardrobe and whatever else I lay down beside Mason. He turns on his side, propping himself up on one elbow and leans down to kiss me softly.
“This is great, thank you.”
I capture the back of his neck before he can pull back too far and bring him back down for more.
“Have you seen the size of the bloody bath…” Isla falls quiet before there’s a soft “Oh…”
I feel her climb onto my lap slowly and I move one hand to her hip and release Mason so I can kiss
Isla, while Mason sucks on her neck. Then she kisses him and the sight of them together has me hardening beneath Isla. I grind my hips upwards for friction and she moans into Mason’s mouth. I’m trapped down here between these two, so I’m thankful when Mason moves behind her to pull her pants down. I lift her up by her waist while he maneuvers them off and I’m so here for it. I reach down between us to undo my pants and pull down my zipper, releasing my cock from his restraints while Mason feasts on our girl from behind. When he deems her good and ready I pull her up and slide her down onto my length. Mason has already moved himself beside us, pulling her head down and slamming into her mouth as she moans from my intrusion in her body. Fuck Yes. She looks so fucking pretty with her mouth full. When I look up, it’s not her he’s looking at, but me. His eyes are locked onto mine as we slam ourselves into our girl, using her for our own pleasure as she uses me. She grinds herself back and forth with her eyes closed in pure bliss, panting heavily around Mason’s cock, while her pussy tightens around mine. She’s going to cum, and soon. I feel her strangling me, trying to milk me for all I’m worth and just as she peaks, I grab her hips to grind her further and faster between us, pushing her onto Mason as muffled screams erupt from her full mouth. I moan loudly myself as I cum into her, looking straight up at Mason, who jerks slightly and cums down her
throat, holding onto her head as he stills her movements and looks right back at me. I knew I loved them both before, but is this what it feels like for him to fall in love with me? Fuck I hope so.
for him to fall in
After we take a bath together in our new jacuzzi and take turns washing and massaging each other we dress and head to bed. Isla decided on a spot on the side of the bed tonight, so I take the middle, and Mason takes the other side. I curl myself around Isla as Mason does the same to me and I feel like all the puzzle pieces of my life are falling into place right now. I have not one, but two people to love, and to love me in return.
I wake early in the morning as has been normal lately and roll over to silence my alarm quickly, but Mason is already sitting on the side of the bed turning it off. He’s fully dressed and there are two cups of coffee on the bedside.
“I’d like to join you today, if that’s okay.”
“Of course, amore mio (my love). I would love it if you joined me to help try and keep our girl safe.” He nods and hands me a cup of coffee, black, one sugar, exactly how I like it. I take it and head to the bathroom, then to the closet to get dressed. Mason stands waiting with a suit already placed over his arm and I smile at the gesture as he hands me my pants, then my shirt which he insists on buttoning.
“Maybe we can talk about these, today.” He gestures to the satin pouch he pulls from my jacket I wore yesterday, and I take it and put it in today’s jacket and look back out to our girl who is thankfully still sleeping.
“How about we talk about it over lunch? Just you and me today.”
“I’d like that. Yeah.”
I smile even more when he kisses me on the cheek.
“Okay, so what are we up to today?” He asks.
“Come on, cucciolo. I’ll show you.”
I pull out a notepad from the bedside drawer and write Isla a message, saying that I love her and I will be home before dinner tonight, I tell her there’s money on the card I leave beside the note and. to make sure to take at least ten guards with her if she leaves the house, even if it’s just to her parents. I know without Mason here she might get bored and reckless, so I’m at least leaving her with an option incase that happens. Mason takes the note pad and writes his own piece, leaving it propped up for her to see when she wakes and we head downstairs to leave. To find the fucker that thought our girl could ever be his.
