Saints of the Syndicate by Natalie Nicole
Chapter 17
Bethani
How I stopped moving, I’ll never know. But hearing Giovanni’s zipper pulling down brought me out of my haze enough to see his giant cock spring free.
Holy tamales and guacamole.
He is fucking huge, long, and thick. His dick is a slightly darker tan than the rest of his pristine skin tone. His veins are protruding, and precum is leaking from the purple mushroom head with a piercing straight through it, top to bottom. I’ve never seen a more perfect dick.
I slowly glance back up to the arrogant smirk on Giovanni’s face when he asks, “Like what you see baby?”
Oh honey, I’ll show you what I like. I’m such a giant ball of lust and desire that I can’t think straight. There’s over two years of pent up sexual frustration and aggravation roaring through me. Its ridiculous how I’ve went so long without sex without murdering someone.
Now I know. Giovanni Martinelli and his perfect Adonis dick.
I slowly grab the wrist that still has fingers lodged up inside me and pull it away, groaning at the loss. With a quizzical expression, Giovanni looks at me.
“What are you doing, Tesoro?”
I’m so gone, I’m not even sure what I’m doing when I ask, “Are you clean?”
“Yes. Why?”
“For this.”
I quickly grab a hold of his cock, and line it up with my entrance before I slam down. I’m screaming at the intrusion as my eyes roll back in my head over the mountains of sensations caressing my body at once. Even though I was well lubricated, Giovanni is still massive. Plus his piercing rippling through my walls, and after that long without sex, yeah.
Not my smartest idea, but I’m too far gone to care.
“Holy fucking shit, Tesoro!” Giovanni yells at the same time as I screamed.
I lean up, wrapping his body around mine. We both just sit there for a second, letting our bodies recalculate at my brazen move. When I finally can’t wait any longer, I squeeze my kegel muscles around Gio’s dick, and a guttural moan rips out of his chest.
Leaning back just a bit so we can see each other's faces, he finally speaks, “Christ almighty, Tesoro. Are you trying to send me to an early grave? I’ve never gone bareback before, and I’m already about to explode. Holy shit.”
I start to laugh, because now I’m slightly embarrassed with my actions. But my laughter has me squeezing around his dick and moving slightly, causing my laughter to stop and dragging a moan from my lips.
“I’m sorry. I just got...caught up in it all, and I couldn’t wait.” My hips start to roll on their own damn devices. “Holy shit, Giovanni. You feel...amazing.”
His hands grip my hips, stopping my slutty actions.
“Say it again.”
“Say what again?”
“My name. Say my name again, Tesoro.” He punctuates his nickname for me with a quick upward thrust of his hips, burying him even deeper inside of me that I thought possible.
“G-Giovanni…please don’t stop.”
“Not a chance in hell,” he grits out.
He barely finishes his statement before unleashing sexual heaven against my body. His hands grip my hips tighter, lifting me up slightly before slamming me back down. His hips thrust upwards, the motion stopping all my thoughts, except for the feeling of him inside me.
Somehow in the midst of his sexual onslaught, I’m able to bring my hands up to his shoulders for better leverage as I become more of an active participant. My hips gyrate and roll against his hands as he keeps the up and down motions in a brutal and steadfast pace.
Sweat is dripping down both of our bodies, and I’m itching to see more of his skin. I pull up violently on his shirt, and his arms raise just long enough for me to rip his shirt off the rest of the way to expose his delicious body. I take in his tan Italian skin tone, and the dark sprinklings of hair along his chest. There’s just enough to be sexy. A happy trail of his dark brown hair between perfectly sculpted V lines along his hips leads towards where our bodies are connected. My arousal is pooling along the bottom of his stomach, and I can’t help but moan at how sexy this all is.
“Tesoro. Look. At. Me.”
My eyes quickly snap to his piercing ocean blue eyes, which are currently almost swallowed by his pupils. It’s sexier than sin, and I can’t help myself. I lean forward to kiss his full lips just as he adjusts our bodies. His piercing is hitting my G-spot over and over in this slightly shifted position. My nails dig into Giovanni’s chest, and I swear I can feel his cock growing and pulsing more than before.
“I’m about to blow in your sweet pussy, baby. Look at me.”
His dark and commanding tone instantly brings me back to his intense stare. I’ve never been one to like being bossed around, but like this, I fucking get it. It’s sexy, and I swear my pussy clenches at his commands.
“Eyes on me, Tesoro. I want to watch as your beautiful body comes undone.”
I will myself to keep my eyes on him as I feel his thumb move towards my clit. He vigorously rubs as his thrusts somehow pick up the pace, and I can feel myself lifting higher and higher in the process. The deep burn from my impending orgasm starts in my belly and is quickly rushing through my body. I’m so close to exploding when Giovanni’s face starts to contort as his orgasm starts to hit him.
The rubber band to ecstasy is so close I can taste it. Our violent thrusts, gyrations, and his pressure on my clit are a wicked ticking time bomb waiting to detonate when Giovanni does something I’ve never experienced before.
“Tesoro. Come. NOW!” And then he pinches my clit and I. Fucking. Shatter.
My orgasm tsunami’s through my body so quickly, that stars explode behind my eyes at the sensation. My pussy constricts around Giovanni’s swelling cock as he slams into home one more time. He lets out a feral roar as his orgasm swoops through his body just as violently.
Feeling him pulse and explode inside me sends my body into a second orgasm. I’ve never experienced this before either.
“Giovanniiiiiiii” I scream, or moan. Hell, I’m not even sure it’s my voice right now. I’m on cloud 7000 as the pleasure rolls through me.
After what feels like hours, but it probably only seconds, I collapse into Giovanni’s chest. I’m a boneless, extremely sated, and happy sack of nothing. I’ve never experienced something so amazing, I think to myself.
“Me either, Tesoro. Me either,” Giovanni chuckles.
I try to raise up, but can’t. “I said that out loud?”
His strong arms wrap around my shivering body, encasing me in his warmth. “Yeah, Bethani, you said that out loud.” He stops long enough to kiss my forehead before leaning back slightly, his dick still half hard inside me. “That was...fuck me. I don’t even have words for how phenomenal that was. Christ.”
Snuggling into his body some more, I can completely understand.
“Yeah. I’ve never experienced anything like that either.”
“Wait, you’ve never gone bareback either?”
“Nope,” I simply answer. I’ve never felt the urge to with any of the idiots I’ve dated before. But for some reason, that fear wasn’t there with Giovanni. I don’t know if it would be there with Declan or Sinclair either. None of them seem like the type to be stupid or dangerous with sex.
I can feel the proud smile forming on his lips as he hugs me even tighter before nuzzling against my neck. “Thank you baby, for sharing that experience with me.” Gentle pecks work up my neck until we are locked into a delicious post sex kiss. It’s lazy, but perfect. “We should probably get back to the campus, Tesoro. You have an early class tomorrow, right?”
I groan at the reminder of my horridly early English lecture. “Thanks for the reminder, asshole.”
His melodious laugh is deep and rich and envelopes my whole self. I can’t help the smile stretching across my face.
Slowly I get up and un-impale myself off his dick, whimpering at the loss.
“Shit. I forgot I destroyed your outfit but seeing my cum drip down your legs is the hottest fucking thing ever.”
I blush at his crass words. As quickly as my body will allow, I dump myself back in the passenger seat as Giovanni steps out and goes to the back. He returns just as fast with clothing in his hands.
“Here, sweetheart, sweats and a long sleeve.”
I reach out and grab the clothes before saying screw my usual modesty and sliding out of my ruined outfit.
“That was my favorite.”
“I’ll buy you a million more if that means I can destroy them again.” His devilishly handsome smile has me laughing.
“Cocky much?”
“Nope. I’m just confident. Plus I saw the way your body responded to my dick deep inside you as I hit your sweet spot over and over. You aren’t a one and done type of person, baby.”
Holy blushing. My face is on fire.
Giovanni quickly and gently grips my chin, turning my face towards him and planting a deep sweet kiss on my lips that leaves me breathless when we separate. “Tesoro, did you hear me?”
“Huh?” I open my eyes to see his face back to its usual stoic and studious look I’m accustomed to. “I’m sorry. What did you say again?”
“I asked if you were on the pill or something like that, sweetheart. While I loved feeling your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock like the perfect little present, that can’t happen again if you’re not, or until you get on something.”
“Shot. Just got one right before school started. I’ve got one every 3 months since I was 15.”
His sigh of relief is evident on his face before he reaches over and envelopes me in a giant bear hug. “Thank god. Pretty sure I’d take you right now to get on it if not.”
Laughing at his admission, I ask, “Why do you say that? It’s just sex, Giovanni.”
He breaks our embrace to cup my face between his giant hands that still smell like my arousal and pins me with his glacial blue eyed stare.
“That was not ‘just sex’, Tesoro. Yes, it was unplanned, chaotic, slightly messy, and somewhat quick, but it was also mind fucking blowing. I’ve never barebacked before, but feeling how your dripping cunt fluttered around my dick...and when my piercing hit your sweet spot? Fucking hell it was pure ecstasy for me. Watching your facial features, moans, and little whimpers in the throes of passion? Heaven. Plain and simple.”
He stops long enough to plunder my mouth again with another delicious kiss before talking again. “Now, let’s get back before I strip my clothes off you and fuck you ten ways from Sunday again and again. Because I almost bet you are dripping for me again.”
I am. I’m soaked again. A mix of his arousal swirling around with mine down between my clenching thighs has Giovanni’s grip tightening around my face just slightly while his eyes flare.
“Fuck it. Back seat now, Tesoro. I need to taste you this time.”
An hour later, we are finally on our way back to campus. Our hands are interlocked, and I’m glancing out the window at the scenery. My body is sore as fuck from rounds two and three. After we got in the back seat, Giovanni ate me until I screamed his name, then flipped me over and took me from behind as I was leaning against the seat. The third time, I’m not even sure what acrobatic position that was, but it was phenomenal.
I’ve never came that many times before in my life in one single sex session. But Giovanni was correct, he could have kept going all night if he wanted to. He was insatiable, demanding, but still extremely sweet the whole time. I tried to give him head and he refused, saying this was all about my pleasure.
“What are you thinking about, Bethani?” he asks while squeezing our hands.
I blush again for the thousandth time. “Oh nothing.”
“You are a shit liar, love. You were reminiscing about our perfect little tryst back there weren’t you?”
“Maybe.”
“It’s ok, Tesoro. I’ll be jerking off to our excursion at least one more time tonight. Probably as soon as I wake up in the morning, too.” Another sexy smirk crosses his face.
“I don’t even have words for that. But you do need a shower. We both reek of sex.”
He just shrugs as he pulls into the underground parking area. “And?”
“What about the guys?”
A deep throaty laugh erupts from his chest, confusing me. He must obviously see it on my face as he parks and starts to explain, “Tesoro, You live with three of the most sexual men on campus. Isee those two naked almost as much as I see myself naked. Hell, I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but Declan and I are both bisexual, love. We have only been with each other, and obviously practice safe sex when it comes to it. But we have also shared too.”
I’m slack jawed. “Shared?”
He just sighs and leans back against his seat. “Yes. Shared. As in we have all been in bed together before sharing the same woman and pleasuring her at the same time. Does that bother you?” he asks with a quirk of his brown and an air of uncertainty crossing his face.
I think for a second before attempting to answer. “I honestly don’t know. My sexual experiences were shit before you, Giovanni. But sharing? It’s never a thought that has crossed my mind.” I can’t even articulate the thoughts in my head right now. It’s all a jumbled mess as I try to process his words. I’m so in my thoughts that I don’t even realize Giovanni has gotten out of the vehicle until my door opens, making me jump. Being the sweetheart he is, Giovanni extended his hand for me, and I accept it as I step out. He shuts the door, and we walk in silence to the elevator. Once we are in and it starts moving, he turns me into his arms and my head hits his comforting broad chest while my arms wrap around his lean waist. He just hugs me for a second before kissing the top of my head.
“Bethani, we don’t live conventionally. Never have. Our lifestyle in general is….different. But Sinclair, Declan, and I have always been there for each other. So most of our sexual exploitations have been with each other. It’s not something we do regularly, but it is something we enjoy on occasion. If it’s something you want to try, then let us know. Your pleasure will always come first. While we may be a little, how do I put it, less gentle sometimes, none of us would ever intentionally violate your boundaries or force you into something you aren’t interested in. We all stand by that and would probably murder each other if one of us crossed that line.” His tone is firm, which has me tilting my head to see how absolutely serious he is.
I just give him a salacious smile. “You weren't exactly gentle with me, and I didn’t mind that.”
“Tesoro. I’m serious. Don’t tempt me. I’ll tie your pretty ass up if I have to.” I can’t help but pout, which has him groaning. “Death of me woman.”
“I promise, I’ll consider it. Maybe you and Declan, but Sinclair? He can fuck right off.”
The giant smile on his face warms my heart, and his infectious laugh has me laughing too. The elevator ding brings us apart, but Giovanni’s protective instinct doesn’t let up, and his hand grips mine before we step out. He stops us long enough to give me a final deep, mind melting kiss before whispering in my ear, “Promise, Tesoro. While Sinclair may be a controlling grumpy bastard sometimes, any and all of us will make sure you are well taken care of. We won’t let anything happen to you, ever. We just have different ways of showing it.” With that, he stands back up to his full height and continues our joined walk back into the vipers nest.
When we reach the living room, Declan and Sinclair are sitting on the couch, and it looks like the giant angry tirade mess I made earlier has been cleaned up.
Sinclair is just pinning us with a brooding glare, eyes on Giovanni’s and my interlocked hands, saying nothing. Declan finally catches what Sinclair is starting at before looking our way. He quickly looks at us, taking in my obvious outfit change and interlocked hands before speaking, “No. Fucking. Way. You guys boned, didn’t you?”
I quickly burrow my face into Giovanni’s because I cannot handle all this, especially after what we just talked about.
“You did! Holy shit I’m jealous. So, how was it, G? Is our baby B a sex kitten?”
Kill. Me. Now. PLEASE!
Giovanni just lets go of my hand to put a protective arm around me to shield me from Declan and his ridiculous questions. “Just took care of our girl. That’s all I’m going to say on that.”
“Motherfucker, we always share stories! The hell?”
“No, you always share your sexual exploits, Declan. While I’ll give you details on occasion, this is not one of those occasions.”
Thank you Giovanni.
“You fucking suck man,” Declan grumbles.
“I know why he isn’t sharing any details.” Sinclair finally opens his asshole mouth, and I still at his voice. Arrogant jerk.
“Do tell o’ wise one.” Giovanni challenges.
It’s quiet for a second, so I finally gather the courage to turn and face the guys. Sinclair studies me before speaking, “They fucked without a condom. That’s why G is being so fucking protective and tight lipped.”
Giovanni tenses behind me. My mouth is agape, Declan is shell shocked looking, and Sinclair just remains his usual asshole-ish self.
“Cristo,” Giovanni mumbles behind me, knowing we are busted.
I guess he was right when he said they are all close and know damn near everything about each other. I really freaking wish that wasn’t the case though.
“I’m next!” Declan yells before launching himself off the couch towards us. “So, was it fucking amazing? You explain anything to her? You asshole, I’m jealous!”
“Fucking hell, Deck, calm down. Yes, I explained. She even knows about us. She is going to consider her options before making a decision. Until then, back off.”
There is no ‘backing off’ when it comes to Declan Carter I’ve realized. He is a giant full tilt, tattooed, pierced, goofball with enough energy for ten people. He quickly swoops down and snatches me from Giovanni’s arms. I yelp from surprise, but he quickly silences me by kissing the shit out of me.
It’s shocking, and after being with Giovanni you’d think it wouldn’t affect me, but I’m just as entranced and obsessed with Declan’s lips as I am with Giovanni’s.
Just as quick as he picked me up, he is setting me down dazed, breathless, and surprisingly horny again. What the hell is going on here?
Declan is happy as hell with a giant shit eating grin while Giovanni just stands there with a hand over his face.
“Way to back off, asshole.”
He just shrugs, but the joy radiating off him is getting to Giovanni as he slowly drags his hand down his face, a smile slowly forming.
“What is going on here? I’m so...I don’t even know. Confused?”
“You really don’t follow what’s going on here, sunshine?” Declan asks.
I just shake my head, because I honestly have zero clue as to what in the fresh hell is going on. My lovely post-coital haze is completely gone, and my body is buzzing again. I feel like I’m being pulled in ten different emotional directions, and I can’t figure out what to feel.
“It’s simple, sunshine,” Declan says, pulling me out of my thoughts. “You are attracted to all of us, and we are all attracted to you. There is no shame in that. Progressive times and whatever shit like that.”
“Smooth explanation, dude. Real smooth,” Giovanni deadpans.
“Shut up. I’m not all good with words like you.”
I hold my hand up to stop their argument. “Ok, maybe there is some truth to this, I’ll give you that. But that one over there?” I point to Sinclair. “No way in hell.”
“Oh really, kitten? No way in hell?”
He stands and makes his way towards me. I cross my arms and tilt my head in defiance.
“Yes, Sinclair. No. Way. In. Hell. Do you want me to list the reasons again? I can do it in Russian, if you’d like?”
He closes in on me, but I refuse to back down. When he is close enough, he stops and just stares at me for a second before slowly reaching out and using a finger to graze lightly up and down my neck. It makes me shiver, and my breath catches in response.
“You see, kitten, that reaction right there says otherwise. Deny all you want, but one day, we will happen. And when it does?”
He lowers himself to my level before burrowing his head in the crook of my neck. He breathes deep, then nips my neck in exactly the same spot as Giovanni did earlier. A damn breathy moan involuntarily escapes my lips, causing my eyes to flick back open, and I step back from his advance.
Sinclair’s emerald eyes flash. Lust and desire are heavy in them as he stands back up and adjusts himself. You’d think I’d be able to keep my eyes up with his? Nope, those traitorous jerks flick to his massive length bulging behind his sweats before his evil chuckle brings my gaze back to his.
“Like I said, kitten, when it happens, be prepared.”
Then he just turns and walks towards his room. Leaving me a hot mess of body buzzing emotions in front of Giovanni and Declan.
“H-how does this not bother any of you?”
They both look at each other and shrug before Giovanni answers, “We told you, Tesoro. We are all extremely attracted to you. As it stands right now, you're our girl. If you so choose to keep it that way, none of us will fuck around on you. You’ll be the only one any of us have sexual relations with. Including Declan and myself. If you don’t like that we fuck around together, we won’t. Simple as that. None of us have been with anyone since we met you that night.”
A jab from Declan to Giovanni’s ribcage has him doubling over for a second. “Ouch! Dick! Ok, we haven’t been with any other women. Declan and myself may have had a little elevator fun one night, but like I said, it was done safely. If it would make you happy, we will gladly all go get tested and show you our results, or any previous ones. But as I was saying before the jackass here had to elbow me, right now you are our girl, which means no one will fuck with you. We won’t fuck around on you, ever. If you choose only one of us, then that’s fine too. We are a handful to say the least. Regardless, one of us or all three of us, we will always protect you and take care of you.”
Jesus…information overload. My mind is spinning. Declan must catch that because he stops my mental overload from exploding.
“Sunshine, go take a shower and lay down. Don’t think about it anymore tonight. Just take your time and consider your options.” And with that he kisses my forehead and walks away too, leaving just Giovanni and myself.
“Goodnight, Tesoro. Go take your shower and relax.”
With a sweet kiss to my lips, he is gone just as quick as the others, leaving me to turn and do exactly as they asked.