~ELENA~

“I want her next,” I hear Riccardo say.

Vincenzo moves aside, eyes burning. “She's yours, fratello.”

Riccardo grabs my hips. His injured hand doesn't stop him.

He flips me onto my hand and knees on the couch, and without a word, slides into me…hard and thick and possessive.

I scream his name.

He moves like he's trying to break me apart and put me back together in the same breath, like every thrust is a punishment and a prayer.

Nico's hand strokes my hair as he leans ...