All Chapters of Daddy, Please: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

Anny was spread out on the bed, her chest still heaving from the force of her orgasms, her body still trembling from being fucked so thoroughly. The overwhelming sensation of it all, the pleasure, the submission, the sheer intensity of being claimed by both brothers left her floating in a haze of blissful exhaustion. She watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Michele lowered himself toward her. His lips brushed against hers in a kiss that was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the filthy, commanding words that had just been spilling from his mouth. "You taste so fucking good," he whispered against her lips, his voice a low, satisfied rumble. Then he pulled away, moving out from between her legs. Before Anny could catch her breath, Adriano was already taking his place. He

Anny lay sprawled across the rumpled sheets, her chest heaving with ragged, uneven breaths. Her vision was hazy, the edges of the room softened into a dreamlike blur and her body refused to obey even the simplest command. She was utterly drained, every last ounce of strength wrung from her limbs by the force of her climax.  She needed time to recover, catch her breath, let her racing heart slow to something resembling normal and allow her overstimulated nerves to settle. "Babygirl..." Michele's hands trailed up her thighs, his fingers tracing feather-light patterns against her sensitive skin. The touch sent a fresh shiver racing through her exhausted body. Okay. Maybe she wasn't going to have as much time to re

The conversation with Anny had left both brothers unsettled in ways neither wanted to fully acknowledge. They had spoken to her, trying to extract any information she might have about her mother's past, about anyone who could possibly be behind the desecration of Rosie's grave and the direct threat against Anny's life.  She mentioned one of her mother's ex-lovers who had been abusive. The name that fell from Anny's lips had struck Michele like a physical blow. He knew him well and he wasn't certain, even now, that the man Anny described as an abuser was not capable of such violence and talking about unbelievable things. The entire conversation about Charlie still clung to Michele's thoughts like a stubborn fog. But he would never want to dismiss Anny's words outright an