Their Olive Tree (MxM Poly Romance) | Completed

Chapter 31

I was a limp noodle in Leonello's arms as I was carried downstairs the next morning after my rescue and subsequent claiming of my beloved men. Both Jamar and Lucian looked relaxed, so that made me happy. Leonello was also happy to carry me, of course.

Lucian had taken his time applying some numbing cream to my asshole earlier. He'd bought it early this morning at a drugstore in the small town near the De Niro family's land. I was shy but thankful for his attention, so it was agreed that Jamar would do the next application and Leonello after that one.

I hugged Leonello's shoulders a bit tighter and tucked my head closer to his own. My shy boyfriend shuddered and leaned on a wall as he squeezed my form. Leonello nuzzled my head, kissing my crown, left ear, and nape while muttering incomprehensible things in Italian. However, I think I heard something about my supposed cuteness in English, but I'm not totally sure. Either way, Leonello got several more kisses that made him nearly vibrate.

Jamar stopped ahead of us and turned as Lucian gestured for Leonello to catch up, but my shy boyfriend was still absorbing my affection like a sponge. Lucian marched back and tugged his older brother forward just as my stomach growled like a hungry lion, making my boyfriends pause. I peered at them with a shy smile.

"Oops," I murmured with a giggle, then Lucian placed his hand on my stomach before another loud rumble burst free. "Lu, what are you doing?"

"As much as I like the sounds and sensations of your tummy growling, baby berry, it's time to put food in there."

"And not just our sausages!" added Jamar, which actually made all four of us red in the face.

Leonello sighed harshly. "Merda, non hai filtri."

Jamar rubbed the back of his neck with an embarrassed expression. "Almeno io ne ho uno vicino ai nostri genitori."

"Yes, at the very least."

After Leonello's grumbled reply, Lucian almost smacked into their father. Casimiro looked him in the eyes and greeted him, then glanced around until he spotted me.

"Ah, my little olive! Good morning," he said with a smile, before greeting his sons and their best friend. "Breakfast is ready. Come eat with us."

"Good morning," I replied quietly, still feeling a little sleepy. I yawned, then hugged Leonello tighter and continued, "Thank you, Papà Mir."

Casimiro looked happy with my reply, so he turned and led us to the dining room where Celeste and my parents were already seated. Amazingly, my mother looked so much younger just from being with my father again, so her face was radiant as she beamed at me. Leonello put me down, then Carmela rushed over to hug me tightly. I giggled and rubbed my mother's back before kissing her cheeks.

"Hi, Mamma." I whispered happily. "Did you have a nice night with Papà?"

"I did," she replied quietly. "And it sounded like you had a very busy day and night yesterday."

My heart dropped and my face turned so red that it probably looked like a cooked lobster. Carmela smirked at me and cupped my burning cheeks before kissing my forehead.

"I didn't hear much, don't worry. I think you were shouting at Jamar when I walked past the room you were given. You're just like me in your tenacity, Oliver. I love it."

I heaved a sigh to relax myself after that embarrassing realization, then chuckled and smiled at my mother. "I'm glad to hear that, Mamma."

"My son, may I get a hug?"

Carmela stepped aside so that Domizio could pick me up. He was extra happy when I gave him a firm kiss on the cheek. My father squeezed my body, unwilling to let go at first until my stomach released another roar.