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Me: I will have you begging to cum down my throat Asshole: Me beg? Last I checked, it’s you always begging. Begging to cum, for my dick, and now spankings.
Asshole Husband: No slick remark? Must be the truth.
Asshole Husband: I know the truth is a hard pill to swallow, baby. Me: I’ve swallowed bigger. Asshole Husband: Yeah, my cock. Me: You’re technically the third biggest dick I’ve ever had, but it’s not all about size. You do a fine job with what you got.
“Watch how you talk about Benito’s husband.” “Defending my honor?”
Tony shrugged. “No one talks about the boss’s man.”
“Are you blind?” I asked. “He’s in love with you!” Harlow blinked. “Me? Quincy? In love with me?” He laughed. The sound fizzled out as he realized I was telling the truth. “No, no way! We’re like brothers.”
Me: Hey, um, something is wrong with Benito. Giancarlo: If it’s something about his dick, I don’t want to know. Enzo: What’s wrong?
Giancarlo laughed. “I remember catching him in the fridge at 2 am eating chocolate cake topped with whipped cream.”
“Gin, touch my husband, and I will personally cart you to the hospital,” Benito said. He looked between the three of us. “You know I could hear all of you the entire time, right?” “Dude, you’re walking around eating cookie dough from the roll like it’s a summer sausage. Someone’s gotta say something,” Giancarlo said. I nodded. It was getting out of hand. “Honestly, I’d rather you came home drunk at this point. This shit is… terrifying. Me. I’m terrified.”
“Hey,” I growled. “Sorry,” he muttered. “You’re freaking me the fuck out. Seriously, your heart is going to explode at this rate!”
Tell the truth. You didn’t want to be near me.
Love is nothing more than pain and misery. Dying almost seemed like the lesser evil of the two.
“Hey, babe, I’m on my way home. Get ready to pound my ass. I’m so fucking horny.” I stared at Ash and pictured Giancarlo; there was no way their roles were reversed. Ash was so sweet.
“You’re a Vitale, and Ash will be one soon,” Giancarlo argued. There was some commotion before I could answer. “Benito, get your husband. He’s kidnapped my man!” My stomach flipped. Would
I waved a hand. “Out of line, but not wrong. If someone ever hurt one of my brothers, I’d rip them to pieces with my bare hands.” I shook my head. “The fucked up thing is I understand exactly where he’s coming from. I get why he’s so upset. He has every right to be.”
“Is that it?” he asked when I stepped back, panting as I forced myself not to keep going. “Go on. Hit me again,” he groaned. “Nothing is going to stop me from getting what’s mine.” “Harlow is mine!” I snapped. “No one is going to fucking take him away from me, let alone you, asshole.” I reached for my gun. As my hand wrapped around it, I remembered it was empty. Fuck. I dropped my hand. “I’m going to kill you.”
“What is it?” Enzo pushed. When our eyes locked, realization dawned on his face. “You love him.”
I was in love with Harlow Hayashi. Yes, he was everything I hated, everything I wanted to strangle on a good day, but he was mine. I’d fallen for the small bits of him, the ones other people had never and would never get to see.
“I love him.” As the words slipped from my lips I felt as if something broke, something changed. “Fuck, I love him.”
“Mostricio, non nascondetevi da me. Non eri quello che cercavo, ma sei tutto ciò di cui ho bisogno.” Benito’s fingers wove through my hair and pulled my head back.
“Your eyes are so beautiful,” he mumbled. “I can’t wait to stare into them for the rest of our lives.” Don’t make promises you won’t keep.
“I’m saying you’re mine, Harlow.” Benito kissed me as he continued to thrust inside. “You’re going to be mine forever. There is no end date. Even in death, it’s me and you.”
“アイラブユー” I love you. “I need to hear it in English.” Benito rocked into me, his cock hitting my prostate, taking me apart.
“I love you. Ti amo. Eu amo você. Je t'aime. Я люблю тебя.”
“Don’t fucking touch my husband!”
“You have to be the one to get rid of these,” he said firmly. “Benito, you can’t love both of us. I won’t compete with a ghost.”
“Better?” Harlow whispered. “Better,” I confirmed. I tossed my cigarette to the side. “Thank you.” Harlow smiled at me. “Anything for you, Benito. You know that.” “Yeah,” I said with a nod. “I know it.”
“Fuck!" Harlow hissed. “You asshole.” “Say you love me,” I moaned against his ear. “Tell me. I want to hear it.” Harlow sucked in a sharp breath. “I love you more than I love myself.” “Bullshit,” I chuckled. “You love yourself pretty well these days.”
“Fuck, I can’t wait,” Harlow whispered. “I need you right now.” I moaned. “Say it again.” “I need you, Benito. I need you so bad it hurts.”
“I love you,” I whispered. Harlow smiled, his hair in his face as he gazed at me. “I love you too, husband.” Our lips met again. I never wanted to come up for air.
“How did you do that?” Harlow asked in awe. “You really are the devil.” I rolled my eyes. “I am not,” I said. I glanced down at her. “I’ve always wanted a baby.” “Really?” Tony asked. “I never thought that would be something you were into.” I shrugged as I kept my gaze away from them. “I’ve never said it out loud,” I muttered. “When I was supposed to marry Lorelei, it was just part of what I was expected to do. Having a child was
a perk. When they switched her out for Harlow—” “You thought you’d never have a kid,” Harlow said. His eyes looked sad when our gazes finally met. “Benito...”
Harlow pouted. “Don’t start paying her more attention than me. I’ll have to set your clothes on fire with you in them.”
Emica was the only one I would ever share Benito with.
“I was thinking you might want to bend over and let me eat your ass,” he purred.
He’s perfect. Insane but perfect. I could stare at him forever.
“No one’s going to watch my baby without me around.”
I burst out laughing as Harlow stared at me. “You act scared of her, but you’re so protective too. I love that.” My chest warmed. “You know, you surprised the hell out of me since day one. I love that about you.”
“I love you, asshole,” he added. Chuckling, I pushed the hair from his face. “I love you too, dick.”
“You get engaged after I do. You get married before I do, twice! You have a baby. I want a baby!” He pouted as he turned to Ash and wrapped his arms around him. “Put a baby in me.” Ash rolled his eyes. “I’ve told you a hundred times that’s not possible for us.”
“You don’t try hard enough!” he wailed. “Shut. Up,” Enzo said before he turned to me. “She is sufficiently cute. Even if she is still gross.” He searched my face. “I’m glad you’re happy.” “I am,” I confirmed. “More than I ever thought I would be.” “Gay,” Gin called. I whipped a kitchen towel at him. “One more time, and Harlow won’t have to stab you. I will.” “You wouldn’t do that, right, Harlow?” Ash asked, his eyes wide and filled with concern.
I’d made a promise to Qiang. One day soon, Harlow would slit his throat. I would be right by my husband’s side when he did.
