Dancing For The Mafia

9

Eliana

"No?" I questioned looking between the both of them; their expressions were straight. "Why?"

They leaned back into the couch shaking their head, "That wasn't the deal." They said in unison and side eyed each other briefly before looking back at me.

I scoffed, "But you've done it before?" I felt annoyed at myself for being selfish, but they both pursued me in their own appealing ways. I couldn't let go of the wanting feeling to have them both.

Patrick shrugged, "So, we're obviously not with her for a reason. It ended then it will end now."

Peter added on, "We were immature then, selfish and greedy in our pursuit of her. I didn't blame her for leaving giving the way we were acting with her."

I looked between both of the men, they were distracted in thought so it gave me the opportunity. Patrick was rubbing his full beard and I couldn't help but to think of those hands on me. I glanced over at Peter and watched as he rubbed his lips, my dirty thoughts reminded me of the things he's done with those lips. I know I wanted both, I needed both of them. And I knew they both wanted me too. "Fine." Both of their eyes looked up at me and my heart slammed against my rib cage at the sight. "I choose no one then."

I turned to leave and they both grabbed onto an arm, sending goosebumps down my entire body. I could feel my aroused nipples harden against the thin material of my shirt. "No one?" Patrick stressed and I looked over to Peter's face knowing how disappointed he felt.

"I'm not going to come in between two brothers." I tried my best to share my thoughts, their grips on my arm distracting. "If I choose one the other will be jealous and I will not flaunt one off to the other." I could see reason swirl within their greys and relief flowed through my chest, "So I pick no one."

Patrick tugged me closer to him, and pulled me down into his lap. I gasped at the feeling of his kisses down my neck, "I love it when you speak to us in your native tongue Eliana." His touch felt like fire as he slowly teased around my body, his fingers brushing against places where I wanted them to be. He nipped at my neck and I shuddered, the already apparent goosebumps more intense. I felt kisses on my other arm and looked over to see Peter kissing up my arm; getting closer to Patrick and I on the couch.

"Kiss him Eliana, like you kiss me." I glanced back at Patrick and then down at his full lips that parted slowly to receive mine. I leaned into them and he put a hand on my ass, groaning as we kissed. "Good girl."

Patrick kisses were rough but equally as pleasant, biting down on my bottom lip as he pulled back. My face felt flushed, my body hot against their touch. Patrick hand grabbed onto my left waist and rubbed my skin as he slightly lifted my shirt, "You wanted to know how I make you feel?" I nodded no longer ashamed of wanting him too. He pulled me down to his ear, "How about you began to know how we both can make you feel our little dancer?"

I looked at Peter as Patrick licked around my ear, causing me to open my mouth in pleasure. Peter slipped his thumb in my mouth and I closed my lips around it, sucking it hard while I stared at him. Patrick fingers rubbed me against my shorts and I let out a heavy moan, the desire for his long fingers strong.

My mind felt like it was in a daze as Patrick's fingers slipped through my shorts and teased me through my soaked underwear. "Fuck.." he muttered as he rubbed me, "You're so wet." My cheeks burned red as I continued to stare at Peter, while Patrick touched me. I put a hand above Peter's dress pants and my eyes slightly jumped at how hard his dick was. I sucked on his thumb harder as I rubbed him through his pants.

Patrick's fingers pulled back my underwear and felt around me. He pulled himself forward and moaned in my neck as his fingers slipped themselves inside of me. Peter slowly pulled his thumb out of my mouth, coming closer with his tongue to collect the salvia that followed. I moaned against his lips as they pressed down on mine, Patrick's fingers working up to a pace. Peter pulled back as I squeezed his dick in his pants, the length causing more arousal to lead down below.