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Luciana was relieved that the lunch get together was over that she had with the ladies. Everyone was going their separate ways and she felt badly for being so quiet during lunch because she kept thinking about Octavio and his brothers. As Magenta and Arianna spoke about their men and different situations, she, Maria and Miranda kept kind of quiet. She wasn’t sure how Maria and Miranda felt about men and the ménages, but Luciana felt terrified.

She said goodbye to the ladies and then looked around for Octavio. When she didn’t see him right away she felt her belly tighten, and then her heart felt heavy as if she were disappointed and that maybe he changed his mind because she tried blowing him off. She thought about all of them so much, their sizes, their military experiences, and tried not to think of them hurting her. At night was when the demons came and she fought to put the pain behind her and live life. She didn’t feel free at all and that added to her discomfort. She also took a call from one of her government contacts and she needed to do some work on the computer to assist them. She really shouldn’t wait around.

As she started to head to the parking lot she heard her name, turned and saw Octavio. She took in the sight of him. Bulging muscles protruding against his dark green T-shirt, the stylish blue jeans, cowboy boots, a dark brown Stetson and holy God, her heart began to pound. The scruff along his cheeks, and that seasoned, hard expression made him appear more rugged and unapproachable than anything else. There was experience written all over him and it gave her a feeling that like his brothers, he meant business and he didn’t mess around. Suddenly, despite her own tragic life experiences, she felt like she wasn’t good enough for such a real man. She shyly looked away as he got closer.

“I saw Magenta and them. Is that who you met for lunch?” She nodded. “Thank God,” he said and reached for her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed the top.

“What?” she asked.

“I was worried it was another man or men you were meeting.”

“If that was the case I wouldn’t have agreed to meet you afterwards.”

“No?” he asked and looked her over but didn’t release her hand.

“No, of course not. Besides that, you know I don’t date,” she said and pulled her hand away slowly. He moved his hand to her hip and they started talking.

“Maybe I can change your mind,” he said to her.

She was caught off guard at his charisma. For such a hard man, who seemed quiet prior to the supermarket, he was appealing. She couldn’t deny the way she felt when he placed his hand on her hip, caressed her hair or even pulled her chair out for her to sit first before he took the seat beside her.

As he asked her questions while they got some tea, he reached out and caressed her knee. She had her legs crossed and the skin to skin contact had her tightening up and fidgeting in her seat.

“Look at me,” he said to her and she immediately turned to look up into his eyes. He looked serious, yet concerned.

“Are you afraid of me? Afraid I could hurt you?” he asked her and she felt her throat close up.

“What have you heard, about myself and my brothers? Have people said we’re some kind of animals, who don’t know how to treat a woman, to be gentle?” he asked her. She shook her head.

“Don’t lie to me, Luciana. I’ve been honest with you. I like you, and want to be close to you but every time I make a move, touch your skin, you tighten up, get this look in your eyes, making me feel like you think I could harm you.”

“I’m sorry,” she said and her voice cracked. He started to move his hand and look away as if frustrated and she grabbed his hand. She squeezed it and he looked back at her, narrowed his eyes.

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Artuso could feel his own heart pounding inside of his chest. He had many lovers in his lifetime, and he felt like he didn’t deserve this woman in his arms. Like she needed a better man than him, because of all she went through and what was stolen from her. No other lovers, her virginity ripped from her, taken against her will. He had a thousand questions. He wanted names, locations, more details and he knew his brothers felt the same way. Their focus would move to that after today, after officially claiming Luciana their woman. He set her feet down on the rug.

“I like your bed. It looks big and comfortable,” he said as he caressed her cheek and Falcony slid his palm to her waist.

“Thank you.”

Falcony cupped her cheek and she tilted her head up towards him.

“You’re so beautiful, Luciana. Your eyes are incredible and I can gaze into them and see so much,” he told her and stroked her jaw.

Artuso turned her toward Falcony so she was sideways.

“What can you see?” she asked, voice cracking.

“Relax, arms by your side, let us guide you,” Artuso said as he began to unzip her dress. She immediately moved her arms to her sides, while staring up at Falcony. The others gathered nearby, taking position in open chairs. Berdino stood by the doorway as if on guard in protective mode.

“I can see a brightness, your arousal as my brothers and I touch you, lead you into this first round of love making. I can see how smart you are, how compassionate and caring, and also how very strong,” he said and pressed his lips to hers. The zipper went down and Artuso kissed her bare shoulder, and as he let the material fall he saw the large mound of her breast, pleasantly surprised by how well-endowed she was and how she hid them.

“It looks like our goddess has a little secret,” he said and lowered the dress as he kissed along her shoulder then toward her breast while pushing the material off of her.

“A secret?” she asked, looking at him.

“These,” he said and the dress fell and Falcony moved her bra strap and the sight made her look exotic and sexy, like some pin up model.

“Damn, this is going to be torture watching. I think we should pick straws,” Meridian said.

“No worries, Meridian. We’ll all get to make love to her, one by one and then together, the way a ménage is meant to be,” Falcony said and rubbed his thumb along her nipple as Artuso unclipped her bra and let it fall. He slid his palm along her taut belly, so feminine and thin, yet she had curves that she could easily expose in some pretty sexy clothing but that wasn’t her style. She was theirs, and they would be the only men to see this sexy figure and possess it.

“Let us take a good look at what belongs to us,” Artuso said and she stood there in her white thong panties. Her nipples hardened, her body shaking as he lowered to his knees.

“You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect and we are going to be so fucking possessive of you. Christ, Luciana, do you know how gorgeous you are?” he asked and she reached out, ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed her belly, and she shook her head.

“Okay?” Artuso asked as he eased a finger to her pussy. She gripped his head. Falcony lowered down and suckled against her nipple. Octavio joined in. He slid his palms along her ass and up her back.

“It’s your men. You are in control. You fear, you want us to stop then we will stop, no matter how much seeing this sexy body makes us want to claim you and know that you are ours and we are yours,” Octavio said to her.

“Oh God. Oh God, I, I can’t stop shaking,” she said and held on to his head as Falcony suckled her breast and Artuso slid a finger up into her cunt.

“Artuso!” she cried and grabbed tight, her nails pressed into his shoulders.

“Feel, baby. Just let go and feel,” Octavio said as he slid his palms along her arms, pressed against her back as Artuso lifted her thigh up over his shoulder, gaining better access to her cunt and ass. She moaned, leaned back and Octavio whispered to her as he raised her arms back and against his neck and shoulders.

“Trust us to bring you nothing but pleasure,” he said to her. She moaned again and gasped as Falcony plucked her nipple.

“I love this body, Luciana. You were made for us. Feel your body’s response to our touch, let go and give in to the sensations,” he said to her as Artuso thrust his fingers faster and her juices poured from her cunt.