~ELENA~

Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.

“Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?”

I should say no. I should.

But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.

“Yes.”

All three of them groan.

“Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver.

Vincenzo lifts me easily into his arms as Riccardo and Nico removed the straps of my dress.

Every touch is burning.

Every kiss is fire.

Heads on my ...