Dangerous black ties

Wake up

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"Bambina..wake up." I heard what sounded muffled to my sleepy, disoriented brain.

I turn over, not liking being poked to wake me up.

I hear what sounds like a contained laugh from more than one person.

I was way too sleepy to care right now; maybe I was dreaming after all.

I throw the comforter over my head. To block the sunlight that starts to shine its way in.

"Oh, come on, Principessa, wake up, Bambina." I hear what appears to be Jeremy's voice.

I roll my eyes under the covers. Ignoring them.

The blanket is pulled from my fist, and my face is no longer hidden.

"There's our Bellissima girl," Edison says husky.

I still feel the warmth of Alex and Dexter as they lay beside me.

I squinted, trying to adjust to the sudden change in light.

I see both Edison and Jeremy standing there looking as devilishly handsome as ever.

I yawn, stretching a bit, and I run my eyes.

Confused.

Is this a dream? I ask myself.
Or well, I think.

Dexter audibly laughs. "What kind of dreams are you having? Do tell, I'm sure we could make them come true." He says with a smirk.

*Puff that sounds cocky* I think, but yet again, my filter hasn't quite turned on yet.

But I still can't stop the red blush that spreads my cheeks.

"Oh Tesoro, it might be cocky, but it is true," Alex says with a smirk.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes; my mood is already noticeably off to a bad start.

My bottom was still tender from the spanking I had just gotten; I certainly didn't want more.

*At least that's what I'm telling myself.*

"What's happening...?" I ask confused.

"You're getting up and getting dressed so we can have breakfast, Tesoro," Edison says as he softly moves my wild hair from my face.

I look over and see both Dexter and Alex already dressed.

How unfair I tell myself.

"What's unfair?" Dexter asks me as he props himself up with his elbow and looks down at me.

Making my eyes widen. "Uhhh...nothing," I say, getting up off the bed probably fatter than Bolt himself.

My cheeks are no doubt becoming more red with embarrassment.

"Slow down, speed racer," Jeremy says, grabbing my arm, and stopping me from running into the bathroom.

I stop dead in my tracks looking at his shoes.

Hoping to avoid any of their gazes as they read me like an open book.

My chin is grabbed by his other hand, forcing me to look into his eyes.

He reads my face and smirks as I know what dirty thought just ran through my head all because of what Dexter said.

"Are you okay?" Jeremy asked me as he arched his brow at me.

I swallow my spit as I look into his eyes.
"Yes, sir," I say as I look at him.

"So I heard you were giving Alex and Dexter a hard time while we were gone," Edison says.

I involuntarily pout.
"Yes sir," I say my eye still forced to look into Jeremy's.

"Get dressed in here if you don't mind. I want to check to see how your body is healing."Jeremy says as he finally lets go of my arm, but it takes a few moments for him to let go of my chin.

"I.. uh.. um.. yes sir," I say walking into the bathroom and closing the door.

Letting go of the breath I didn't even know I had been holding.
As I use the bathroom.

I can't help but feel happy now that they are back. I wash my hands and splash some cold water on myself, trying to aid in my body waking up.

I pick up my brush and roughly start running the brush through my wolf and tangled hair.

Ouch. I mumble as the brush runs through a particularly big knot.

What did I do to sleep in a tornado?

There was a knock on the door before it just opened.

"I will do that. Come on, we have to talk to you." Edison says as he looks at me.

"No, I can do it," I say, rolling my eyes, ignoring him, determined to finish what I started.

Edison raises his brow at my boldness before walking inside, leaving the door cracked.

"Do you want to try that again, little girl?" He asks me as he leans again against the counter.

I look at him.

I raise my brow back at him, not seeing the big deal.

Still obviously on the wrong side of the bed, speaking out loud.

"Well, little girl, you are already working to get yourself in trouble. Now you have two options: you can hand the brush to me and we can walk back into your room and I can brush your hair, or you can keep being a brat and I'll take it from you and spank your ass with it; their choice is yours."

I glare at him and hand him the brush.
"I am not a brat," I say as I cross my arms over my chest in defeat.

This time I hear Alex say, "I am not a brat." As of today, mocking how I sounded.

Which just made me madder.

"Yes, you are," I say in agreement.

Jeremy laughs. "You think Alex is a brat?" He asked with laughter in his tone, amusement filling the air from each of them.

"Actually yes," I say, glaring at Alex.

Dexter says more seriously.
"What do you suppose you're being right now, baby?"

*What's this 50-question? I can barely think yet.

"Excuse me?" Dexter asks even more seriously.

Fuck what is wrong with me today? Seriously, stop talking, I tell myself.

Edison leans down close to the shell of my ear.
"Oh, baby girl, I'd stop while you're ahead. I'd hate to have to punish you when we barely even made it home yet."

His words sent a strange feeling through me. I wasn't afraid, no, that's much for sure.

Jeremy says. "I think our Principessa is already having a difficult morning... but I still think she needs to apologize while we are feeling generous, right...?" He asks them.

"Oh, I couldn't agree more," Dexter says as he looks at me.

Now feeling all their eyes on me. It made me feel small, but not in a bad way.

I twiddle with my fingers.

"I'm sorry I was being rude..." I say softly.

"And..." Alex asks, looking at me seriously.

I glare at him and clench my jaw in annoyance, looking away.

"And a brat," I say not looking at him.

I still feel Edison close to me as he leans down again and talks against my ear.

"Little girl, you are already pushing your luck this morning. Look at him when you talk to him." He demands me.

I look at Alex. "I'm sorry for being a brat and being disrespectful to you," I say as I look into his eyes.

He beckons me I walk over to him.

When I was by Alex, he leaned to my ear just as Edison had.

"Give your other Doms some love; they have missed you." He tells me before getting off the bed and starting to go through my clothes.

I turn around and look at Edison and stand on my tiptoes.

Still not tall enough.

He looks at me amused before leaning down to meet my lips, and we kiss. I feel his tongue glide across my bottom lip, asking for entrance.

I deny feeling bold.

Though the denial didn't last long before he grabbed my butt and squeezed it, forcing my mouth open. His tongue finds its way into my mouth, and his tongue fights mine for dominance. His hand finally lets go of my still slightly sore bottom.

Before he pulls away just when I want more.

I look at Jeremy, who smirks at my reaction.

Before he replies, Edison as we kiss. This time much more needy and demanding than I expect from him.

Beige yet again pulls away as though they know what's going on in my head.

"Now, beautiful, let's get you ready. We have some things to talk about over breakfast." Edison says as he pays the bed, still holding my brush.

I sit down on the bed and look at my nails.

Edison sprays my hair a bit before brushing it; this time the tangles don't hurt as they glide through my hair.

He nods satisfied with himself.

"Jeremy, would you like to braid her hair? I've brushed it. I figured you'd like to." He asks Jerry.

I've been taking Italian lessons online in 3 classes so far. Still confused as probably possible, but I know some more words now.

They even have classes inside, which may help me. I may go once I can just drive myself.

"Absolutely," Jeremy says as he stands off to my side and starts to braid my hair.

"Com'è stato?" Dexter asks

{how was it?}

"Cazzo, come pensi che fosse? Dobbiamo tornare indietro."Edison says

{fucking shit How do you think it went? We have to go back.}

"Immagino che i nostri genitori siano stati deliziosi come sempre?"Alex says annoyed.

{I'm guessing our parents were as delightful as ever.}

Which confused me.

I hated it when they did this.

"Sorprendentemente no, ma questa volta nonerano male. Immagino che spendendo così tanti soldi per adottarci non si aspettavano che lasciassimo l'Italia."Jeremy says.

{Surprisingly no, but they weren't bad this time. I guess spending so much money on adopting us, they just didn't expect us to leave Italy.}

"Parla per te stesso, non mi hanno adottato, penso che abbiano solo la sindrome del nido vuoto." Edison says somewhat amused.

{Speak for yourself; they didn't adopt me; I think they just have empty nest syndrome.}

I huff annoyed.

Causing all of them to look at me instantly.

Dexter smirks. "Something is bothering you.
Beautiful?"
He asked me, arching his brow at my attitude.

"Stop doing that." I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

Jeremy crouches to my eye level.
"Now, baby, is that how you ask?" He asked me again, arching his brow at my behavior.

I uncross my arms. I close my eyes at their theatrics before opening them again.

"Can you please not do that?" I ask softly, looking at the ground. I say, not stopping the eye roll that escapes.

The inside of my thigh was harshly hit, making me gasp a bit.

I look at Jeremy and he looks at me.
"That was very disrespectful, little girl. Redo that now before you find yourself with a sore bottom before we eat breakfast." He tells me sternly.

He hardly ever talks to me like that.

I softly rub my inner thigh and look at Dexter.
"Yes, I don't like it when you talk like that in front of me," I say carefully.

"Well, thank you for telling us we won't do it often, Why does it bother you so much?" Dexter asks me if his face is no longer serious.

"Like you guys are leaving me out," I say carefully, realizing how stupid it sounds.

"Well, baby, you do know sometimes we have to talk about things regarding you to make sure we can all again before we even get to you or touch you," Alex says as though trying to reassure me.

I pout. "Fine," I say, still wanting to roll my eyes.

"Here," Dexter says, handing me my clothes.

"Thank you," I say taking them from his hand and walking to the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Edison says I'm almost confused.

"Uh to change?" I ask just as confused.

"Well, we have all seen you naked before. Come on, why be shy now?" He asked me somewhat amused.

Fair point. I do not know, I guess I wasn't used to this 100% yet.

I quickly get dressed in the pants and tee shirt Dexter picked out.