Chapter Ten
Alessa used the back of her shirt sleeve to wipe her brow. She was elbow deep in flour, sugar, and trays upon trays of fancy petit fours. Pink ones, blues ones in black and gold on them with fancy edible bling for a private bachelorette party. Then four additional platters of yellow and blue with sugared butterflies, completely edible decoration on each individual dessert, were ready for delivery. She finished the mini lemon meringue pies in delicious buttered graham cracker shells. There was a bit of chaos all around her as the regular lunch crew was starting to get busy with customers, and she knew Bronx and the others were getting a bit annoyed. She was taking up way too much space. She looked at Bronx.
“Bronx, I’m so sorry. The guys making the deliveries for these should be here shortly,” she told him.
“It’s okay,” he said, but she could tell it wasn’t. She wiped her brow and took a deep breath, then exhaled.
“Holy shit,” she heard Ziek say as he entered the kitchen with the guys who would deliver the desserts. They were cousins of his uncle, or something. No relation to him, but they did odd jobs for Ziek and the others.
“Oh, thank goodness. These all have to be delivered within the next two hours. I can’t believe this. Will we have time? Will they get them there in time?” she rambled on and looked at each of the platters as she set up in special carrier cases Lenox found for her. They were perfect.
Cobra and Roman entered the kitchen with a few guys.
“It smells incredible in here,” one of the guys said as the delivery guys began to carry out the special trays.
“You know where they’re going, right?” she asked, even though she labeled each box one of ten and then two of ten and so on so there would be no confusion. Her OCD was in full bloom right now, and Ziek wrapped his arms around her waist and she tightened up.
“Ziek, please. I’m going crazy.”
“You finished up. You did it and you’ve been at this since four o’clock this morning. Now let’s make sure they load up the truck correctly and everything is secure, and then we’ll take you home,” he said and kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes and felt the exhaustion. Everything ached. Her voice was even hoarse. She was overwhelmed and she needed to do a special order for a party at The Grand Hotel tomorrow night. The men had business there, so she would drop off the desserts and help set up the display while they did their meeting or whatever.
As she watched each platter disappear, she started to gather up her stuff with Lenox and Ziek’s help. Cobra stood there watching her, arms crossed and looking angry. Roman was no different except for that beard and the way he glanced at Bronx.
“Thank you so much for everything, Bronx. I’ll be out of your hair momentarily,” she told him, and went about cleaning up. When she was finished, she reached under the counter and took out the special box of treats she made for the guys. Brownies, apple crisp mini pies, mini cheesecake, and blondies.
“What’s this?” Ziek asked.
“Something I need for later,” she told him and they all said good-bye to everyone and then headed out of the kitchen. As they walked, Roman placed an arm around her waist, and she leaned against him. She could barely keep her eyes open.
“You’re exhausted. You over extended yourself again,” Cobra snapped at her. They got into the SUV and she felt like sleeping right here.
“It’s necessary, Cobra. I only have access to the kitchen at Club Empire from four a.m. until noon time, or I can come earlier than that and work all night. This works out better since you wouldn’t let me get a cab here.”
“Of course we wouldn’t allow that. Not late at night,” Roman stated.
“I know you guys are busy with the new buildings and all. You should be working right now and you aren’t,” she said and closed her eyes as she leaned into Roman. He held her close.
“Well, perhaps if you spoke with us about the idea of using our kitchen in the penthouse instead of keeping that to yourself, maybe we wouldn’t be so pissed,” Cobra barked at her from the front driver’s seat.
She gulped. “How did you—”
She knew. Gisella must have said something.
“Why wouldn’t you ask us? We wouldn’t mind you turning our kitchen into a bakery. You’d have plenty of room, lots of space on the counters, and we could even bring in those professional cabinets on rollers that bakers use,” Lenox suggested. He and Ziek were both really trying to help her stay organized and be professional. They had even gotten some catalogues with new tools for the creative decorating aspect of her work.
“I didn’t want to seem pushy. Like I was trying to move in here and take over the place.”
“Baby, you’ve basically slept here every night for the last three weeks. We want you in the penthouse with us,” Roman told her. She turned to look up at him.
“Seriously? You wouldn’t mind?”
“Not at all, especially if that box you’re trying to hide turns out to be treats for us,” Ziek said, and she smiled.
“So you want me to take over your kitchen and possibly the living room?” she asked.
“The living room?” Cobra asked.
“Sure. I’ll need table space for the platters and then to place things. Maybe the king size bed in your room might work, Cobra. I could spread out the platters on the bed,” she teased.
“Why my bed?” he asked and she giggled.
“I think she was messing with you, big guy,” Ziek said to him.
“Oh, someone is asking for a spanking before her hot shower and then nap before dinner,” Cobra said.
“The hot shower and nap sound perfect, but I have to make a plan of action for tomorrow and that special delivery to the hotel.”
“We’ll get it covered. The guys will help.”
“I don’t need help setting it up once I’m there, Lenox, it’s just getting it all there.”
“No problem. We told you we have your back, and we do,” Roman said.
“Great. So you don’t mind me baking at the penthouse?”
“We don’t mind you moving into the penthouse,” Roman said and cupped her cheek and pressed his lips to hers. This could really work.
* * * *
“Oh my God, baby, these are fucking delicious,” Lenox said and popped a blondie into his mouth. She just got out of the shower and dried her hair. She wore a long black robe that was Ziek’s and was looking for her clothes.
“Hey, you guys were supposed to wait for dessert for those,” she stated, noticing Ziek popping a mini cheesecake into his mouth.
“We couldn’t resist peeking into the box. You’re so talented, baby, and you remembered our favorite desserts, too,” Ziek said, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. She could taste the cheesecake on his tongue, and then felt his hands undo the ties on her robe.
“I think I need a taste of my favorite anytime dessert,” he said as her breasts were exposed and he lowered down to suckle one.
“Oh, Ziek,” she said, running her fingers through his brown, wavy hair as he lifted her up and lowered her down to the bed. She couldn’t resist feeling his hair move between her fingers and inhaling the scent of his shampoo and cologne.
“Arms up,” Lenox said, joining them. His shirt was already off and his pants, too.
She did as she was told and raised her arms back above her head, causing her breasts to lift, as well as her torso.
Ziek slid down lower, kissing, suckling her skin from neck, breasts, to her pussy.
“Ziek,” she exclaimed, and then Lenox joined in and cupped her breast, pulled on her nipple, then nipped at it.
“I’m hungry, woman.”
“I’m hungry, too, Lenox,” she whispered. He lifted up and she gasped as Ziek thrust fingers up into her cunt. He lifted up and stroked her several times. She was wet for them and needy.
“Please, Ziek. I need both of you.”
“Both of us you’ll get,” Ziek said and then he lifted her up and placed her on top of Lenox. He pushed off her robe, exposing her naked body to their eyes, and Lenox smiled.
“I’ll never get enough of this body of yours, Alessa. Never.”
She lifted up and lowered over Lenox’s cock. Ziek got undressed behind her and she rocked her hips, thrust faster, deeper, grinding her pelvis into Lenox’s to try and ease the need and itch. He cupped her breasts and pulled her lower. “Kiss me. I want to taste you, too.” She covered his mouth with hers just as Ziek moved in behind her and pressed lube into her ass. She shivered and tightened, moaning into Lenox’s mouth, tasting blondies.
Up and down she lifted her pelvis and behind her Ziek thrust fingers into her ass and then pulled them out and kissed her ear.
“Together, baby. Us first, then Cobra and Roman next,” he said, and she felt him ease his cock into her ass. She moaned and gasped, the thick, hard cocks both penetrated her at the same time and she felt faint. As they moved together, she panted and moaned. “Oh you’re both so big. So hard. Oh!”
“You do it to us, Alessa. This sexy body and your sweetness turn us on and make us need to be inside of you,” Ziek told her, and they continued to thrust and stroke harder, faster, when Cobra and Roman came into the room.
“You’re thanking her for our desserts, aren’t you guys?” Roman asked. A glance to the right, she cried out her release as she saw the two men undress.
Ziek came next, thrusting into her ass three more times as he gripped her hips then came. Lenox followed, then kissed her on the mouth and rolled her to her back. He cupped her cheeks as he eased out of her pussy and kissed her.
“So perfect,” he said and then lifted up and Roman took his place.
He eyed over her body as he pressed one thigh in between hers and then lowered down over her. He kept a hand above her shoulder and one next to her hip. He stared down at her.
“You are so gorgeous. I missed you today,” he admitted and lowered down to kiss her. She reached up and cupped his cheeks. When he released her she smiled. “I missed you, too.”
“You did?” he asked and pressed a kiss to her lips again, and then her chin, her neck as she tilted her head back giving him full access to her body.
“Yes, and I thought about this all day, and it’s what got me through the day. Thinking of making love to each of you.”
“Good, because that kind of thinking gets you rewarded,” Roman said and slid his cock into her cunt and pushed all the way in. She moaned, tilted her head back as he thrust slowly into her while he kissed her neck and then her breasts. She ran her fingers through Roman’s hair and along his beard. He locked gazes with her.
“I love being inside of you, Alessa. It makes me feel like everything is perfect.”
She parted her lips and moaned as he thrust a little harder.
“I feel perfect, safe, when one of you are inside of me,” she said to him.
“Then you’ll feel even safer with me inside of you, too,” Cobra said from the side of the bed.
She stared at him stroking his thick, long cock, standing there looking so fierce and wild, she shivered.
“That’s my cue,” Roman stated and rolled to his back, taking her with him. She held on and giggled as his slid his palm along her ass then slapped it.
“Open those thighs, lift that ass, and show me you need my cock, too,” Cobra demanded. She felt his palm touch her lower back and hip and then his thighs brushed against hers as she widened hers over Roman.
“That’s right. Relax those muscles and let him in,” Roman said and pulled her down to kiss her again.
Alessa felt the cool liquid press into her ass and she moaned into Roman’s mouth. His beard tickled her skin, scraped against her cheek and then she felt the fingers of lube thrust into her ass.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, pulling from Roman’s mouth only for him to suckle a breast hard as Cobra thrust fingers faster into her ass. She rocked her hips up and down then back against his fingers.
Roman thrust upward, holding her hip and her shoulder in place as he thrust.
“Fuck, that is hot,” Cobra said and eased fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. She felt the thick head of his cock push against her asshole. She relaxed her muscles, needing, desiring the sensation she knew would consume her as both men made love to her together.
“Here I come, gorgeous,” Cobra said and eased into her ass. The three of them moaned together and then Cobra pulled out and thrust back into her. Roman countered his thrusts and Alessa cried out another release and then panted and moaned as both men fucked her long and hard.
“Fuck. Fuck, I can’t get enough. I can’t,” Roman said and came inside of her. He kissed her on the mouth hard and plunged his tongue in deeply as Cobra thrust into her ass harder, faster, and then spanked her ass cheeks.
“Mine. Mine,” he exclaimed.
Smack, smack, smack.
He roared, holding his cock in her ass as he came.
They were breathing rapidly, trying to calm down, and she lay against Roman’s chest, gasping.
“I can’t move,” she whispered. Roman chuckled, the rumbling hummed against her cheek.
Smack.
“Hey!” she exclaimed. And then Cobra lowered over her and kissed her cheek.
“I own that ass, woman. Remember that always,” he said and kissed her again. She closed her eyes as Roman rolled her to the side and kissed her tenderly. Ziek and Lenox were there with washcloths to clean her up and dry her off.
“Rest for a while. We’ll handle dinner and some phone calls,” Lenox said to her and kissed her, too. Then Ziek did the same and they left the room, leaving her with Roman.
“No work to do?” she asked.
“There’s always work to do, Alessa, but we decided before that you come first. You need some rest, and I’m the lucky guy who gets to spend some alone time with you, cuddling.”
She squeezed him tight.
“I knew you liked to cuddle,” she said and he spanked her ass.
“Hey.”
“Hey yourself. I’ve got a reputation to watch out for. Enforcers don’t cuddle,” he said.
She giggled. “My enforcers do,” she said and leaned up and kissed him on the mouth.
“Rest beautiful. I’m right here beside you, always,” he said.
She closed her eyes and exhaled, feeling so loved, so content. Life didn’t seem like such a struggle anymore, it seemed more like opportunity for happiness.