Never Say Never (Vitale Brothers, #4)

by Brea Alepoú

York let out a growly moan that had my toes curling. He was a big, muscular man taking my cock like he was made for it. I slapped my hand over his mouth. "Shh, we have kids."

"P-Paolo," York moaned. His hole tightened around me, and I swore under my breath. "That's it, baby. Milk my cock."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. You’re mine, York."

My cum dripped out, and I pushed it back in. "What the hell?" York mumbled. "Stop letting it leak out."

"Paolo, I need recovery time." I smiled. "Then recover while I make myself at home." I pushed my cock back inside of him, my cum gushing out around my dick and making the slide in much easier.

I was his only option. I was crazy enough to make it true.

"Something on my face?" Not my dick, unfortunately.

Tasso as well. From what I could tell, he was the new head of the Aceto’s. There was something about him that I hated, something I couldn’t put my finger on.

"Are you jealous, Paolo?" He grabbed my shirt, yanking me toward him. "Who is he? I'll cut off his dick and feed it to him."

I immediately lectured myself. It was not okay that I got turned on by the way Paolo acted.

"When someone tries to kill your kids, you can try telling me that again." His grip tightened on my shirt once more. "Someone did try to kill the people I give a fuck about, remember?

What if I lost you, York? What if you were just gone? I can't—" His words cut off as he choked on them. I watched tears line his eyes and he bit them back. "Navy and Nyra can't live without you. I know you're living for them, for Dawn. Can't you live for me, just this fucking once?"

"I am begging you to trust me. When have I hurt you? Yes, I lied and I will apologize for that on my knees the rest of my life. But you can't go out there and risk your life. I'd rather die for you."

That's what it means to love someone like me." "Who said anything about love?" His gaze darkened. "I know you love me." "You're mistaken."

Butterflies erupted in my stomach. I was a forty-six-year-old man, and Paolo made me feel things that I had never felt before.

"Fuck me already," I snapped. Paolo grinned. "Yeah? You need me?" "Is that what you want to hear?" "Only if it's the truth, baby."

"I know, baby. I know it hurts. Take it for me, okay? Fuck, just keep letting me screw your tight hole. I need it so bad right now. I'd die without you, York."

"Just... move faster," I groaned, trying to keep my wits about me. "More. H-Harder." Paolo grinned. "Whatever you want, baby."

"Cum in me," I growled. "Now, right now. I need it." "Whatever you want," he repeated. "Anytime you want it."

Sure enough, there was a huge bite mark there and blood. "Sorry," I said. Paolo pushed his hand against my lips. "Taste me."

York sprawled out, legs spread, my cum dripping from his hole as he soundly slept, had to be my new favorite view. My phone was in my hands in seconds. I snapped a picture from every angle before I covered him up.

"Be good while I'm gone."

"I'll always protect what's mine," I said with a final kiss.

York would willingly sacrifice himself for the world, but I'd burn the world down for him.

"What do you want?" Harlow's voice was unmistakable as it came over the line. "Harlow, where is Benito?" "Whatever you need my husband for, you can tell me."

I expected him to punch Harlow, but instead he grabbed a fistful of hair and dragged him in for a kiss. When they pulled apart, Harlow didn't look so bloodthirsty.

I was pretty certain only someone like Benito could deal with a nut job like Harlow and vice versa.

If it was about York and the girls, I wasn't going to let anyone touch them. Not even my family.

"Girls!" Shelly shrieked. "Don't talk to my kids."

ninety-five percent of the time I didn't go around killing random people.

5% though...

York was their father. And I wasn’t.

The man put Harlow down; he was a few inches taller than both of them. Benito knocked knuckles with the man who was smiling,

Since when do Benito and Quincy fist bump?

“I swear to God, I am this close to losing my mind,” he said as he held up what looked like four fingers impossibly close to each other. “That’s real close,” I said. “Yes, Paolo. It’s close.”

“Ash told me to bring you home.” “Ooh, I hope he’s ready to shove my face into a pillow.” Benito groaned. “Stop telling me things.”

"Gianpaolo." I shook my head. "Nope, you only call my full name when you're angry with me." "I am."

"York," he whispered as he leaned down and kissed me. "You feel so damn good. So fucking good in my tight ass."

"Yes, yes, yes, baby, just like that. No one has the dick you do. You're perfect, York. Fucking perfect." His eyes met mine again. "In every way."

I'm going to watch Paolo kill every last one of you. You'll be lucky if I don't join in.

Voi tre siete la mia famiglia, il mio mondo."

I could endure it, I could take it all. They could set me on fire and I'd take it so my family didn't have to.

Harlow Vitale.

Precious angel

Stay here. Don't move." "I can't promise that." "Do it or be killed," I said. "By me." Gianpaolo smiled. "So violent. You're like an animal, York." I punched him in the arm and he grimaced. "See? Stay here." "Yes, Daddy."

"Go get our babies."

"We pushed the button," Navy said. "Did it help?" Nyra asked.

OMFG I FORGOT

"This is Tony, Benito's right-hand. He literally lives for him. It's kind of gay,

GIN PLSSS

I straightened up and put my agent face back on. Giancarlo shuddered dramatically. "Seeing a pig become a pig is truly terrifying. My brother might be sick."

"I told you I would break every bone in your hand. Die, you son of a bitch. No one fucks with my family!" he growled. To my dismay, heat swept through my body.

Yeah, I was in love with a psycho.

"Never say never,"

I sort of resent the fact the title is dialogue from Gin, and in reference to a blow job

"What did he say about the minis?" Gin growled. His brows dipped, the smile vanishing off his face. He'd gotten attached to the girls just as easily as I had.