The Twelve Vitali Ch. 27

"And I don't mind hearing it again," he grinned as he walked into the room, followed by Frankie's daughter, Callista. "Besides, if you called me rugged and manly, Matteo might get jealous," he laughed.

"Too late, he is already grumbling that I was flirting with you too much," she grinned back, making him laugh again.

"I almost didn't recognise him with that smile on his face when he arrived to pick me up. He's been such a grumpy Gus for so long I had forgotten he's quite handsome when he smiles."

"I know, right?" Cat laughed. "He's adorable when he shows his dimples!"

"Just like a puppy," Sebastian teased, but rather than rising to his brother's baiting, Logan merely shrugged and grinned.

Callista had brought the paperwork for Cat, Arturo and Logan, along with another corporate card for Lisa, who was best placed to supply the household needs when the men were not available. Hugh and the security team would answer directly to Knox and would be supplied with what they needed from a different account. It was a lot to take in, but Cat knew she wouldn't have to worry too much, there were a lot of checks and balances in place, and Logan would be there to help her, not only with redesigning the house on the hill, but running both households.

Frankie and Callista went downstairs to spend some time with Anna before dinner, as Sebastian asked to have access to her office and the tech there. Cat asked everyone to come with them, as she wanted to discuss some ideas that she would like their input on.

"I had always wanted a studio space out at the house on the hill. Vanessa designed this for me, but, in light of recent events, I think we could put most of this in storage and just leave a small corner for sketching tools and create an office that Arturo and I can share. Can we find some storage near the other house for it?" she asked Logan.

"I don't see why not, but why don't you set this stuff up in one of the many unused rooms here as a retreat and still have your office here at the front of the house. You can have a studio in both houses, you know," Logan advised. "I'm sure Ricco would insist, if he knew what you were thinking."

"Ricco?" she tilted her head.

"He's pretty possessive about your artwork, he went up to the Donati gallery and escorted it back after the exhibition finished," Sebastian put in.

"I really do need to find time to finish that portrait for them," she sighed, motioning toward a canvas in the corner that had been covered with a sheet. "Life has just been so crazy lately."

"We can schedule you for some time, and I will make sure you aren't disturbed," Arturo said easily.

"First let's find you a better space with some natural light," Aria said. "I don't know what Vanessa was thinking sticking you in here," she shuddered, making Cat laugh.

"There is a particular painting I saw in the archive that I was hoping we could borrow and decorate the office around. Do you think we could look at the catalogue tomorrow?" Cat asked Aria.

"Sebastian is here, we could look at it now online, if we ask him very nicely to hack into the archive files," Aria batted her eyelids at her cousin, who chuckled and shook his head.

"Fine, just let me set everything up first. Go look for the alternative studio or something for a few minutes," he suggested.

It was close to dinner when everyone started going back downstairs to the restaurant, and Cat walked toward her bedroom intending to freshen up with a quick shower before joining them.

"Cat," Sebastian said from behind her, making her turn to look at him. "I was wrong, about that night I saw you with Ricco, and I apologise."

"Me too," she sighed. "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that yesterday, but I guess I was trying to make a point, albeit badly."

"No, you made your point well. Only a few of us have taken the time to know you properly, but for me, I have never known Matt to be happier, even when he was with Nik. That's why I wasn't happy to see you with Ricco. You make Matt truly happy, and that should have been enough for me," Sebastian admitted.

"Matteo is lucky to have so many people who love him enough to want him to be happy," she smiled. "I love him too, and I would never hurt him like that, but I guess you know that now."

"Yeah," he chuckled. "I won't hold you up anymore, I'll see you downstairs." He turned and followed the others.

Cat had showered quickly and had planned to dress to impress on her first night as the future mother of this family in front of the entire extended family. She'd been thinking about it during the day and what she would wear. She wasn't keen on red, but she knew that was the colour of the family, and once again she considered her choice of dress as she struggled with the hooks and eyes on the corset she would need to get the right figure to make the most of the dress she had finally settled on.

"Do you need a hand with that?" Ricco murmured huskily walking toward her.

"There are no knots involved," she teased, but gratefully removed her hands as he pulled her closer to the bed and sat down on the edge to concentrate on the task. Once done, he pulled her to straddle his lap and kissed her deeply.

"I can't think of one good reason not to make you late for dinner," he grinned, trailing kisses over her shoulder and over the swell of her breast above the corset.

"It's my first night after the announcement yesterday, I need to make a good impression," she smiled. "even though you are very tempting right now. What day did we make our date for? I want to make sure Arturo doesn't book me into anything that night."

"I'll talk to him about it once I confirm with Matteo and Papa," Ricco smacked her ass lightly. "If you don't move now, however, I won't be responsible for making you late."

Cat leaned in and kissed him deeply before scooting back off his lap and continuing to dress. Ricco watched, barely holding back his need for her as she wriggled into the tight form-fitting dress, ivory silk with hand painted blood red roses winding their way from the hem up over her hip and around the back to curl around one breast. He understood now why she had been struggling with the corset, it gave her figure real definition in the dress, and, together with the low square cut neckline and pencil skirt, she looked stunning, and he felt underdressed beside her without a jacket on. She finished off with a red lipstick that matched the roses, and he imagined seeing those lips wrapped around him later that night.

"What do you think? Will I make an impression?" she asked a little shyly, still looking in the full-length mirror. "It's not too much?"

"You're perfect," Ricco murmured in a low heated voice. He stood and moved behind her, pressing against her so she could feel just how amazingly sexy she looked to him, his hands wrapping around her waist. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her neck, nibbling at her ear. "This won't be a long dinner if I have anything to say about it."

"Let's go then," she smiled, "After all this effort I don't want to be late."

"After you," he waved his hand and followed her from the room. Bradbury stood talking to another man in the foyer near the lift, and he looked up in surprise as Ricco and Cat approached. They all stood in the lift together, and Cat noticed that Bradbury continued to glance at her as if something was amiss, and she wondered if her lipstick had smudged.

"Is something wrong?" she asked the man.

"You just remind me of somebody I used to know tonight, I'm sorry if I was staring," he said and turned to look straight ahead.

Ricco gave Cat a confused look and determined to find out more about the new security man tonight. They exited the lift and walked into the restaurant. A small hush fell, and the loud talking turned to quiet whispers and murmurs as they walked through the restaurant to greet the hosts, Stefano, Roberto and Theresa, and as tradition.

"You look lovely tonight," Theresa complimented Cat as Roberto smiled widely at her.

"I hope you rested well today?" he asked.

"I did, thank you very much," she smiled. "I hope you are getting enough rest too. I know Matteo and Ricco were both exhausted last night as well."

"Ricco never sleeps enough, but he will crash when necessary. It's up to you to ensure Matteo stops from time to time instead of napping between meetings and work," Roberto said seriously, avoiding her question about his own rest. "Enjoy your dinner," he dismissed them before she could inquire after his health again.

"Hello, Wife," Matteo grinned, as Cat sat next to him and kissed him in greeting.

"Hello, husband," she grinned. "What's for dinner? Ricco is starving," she grinned, and Matteo laughed at the ongoing joke.

"In more ways than one. You should see what's under that dress," he murmured softly to Matteo.

"Dessert?" Matteo asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Definitely," Ricco nodded.

"I think I'm getting a headache!" Cat shook her head at them.

*****

"My turn," Matteo said, retrieving the box of specially made white leather cuffs he had given Cat on their first encounter in the white room at his last home. "I don't have the patience for your rope tricks tonight." They hadn't lingered after the dinner, and nobody questioned that they were exhausted after the weekend's events.

"I'm in," Ricco grinned, holding his hands up and stepping back to watch Matteo set the scene.

Matteo kissed Cat's neck as he unzipped her dress and let it fall from her shoulders, following it down her body with his hands, appreciating the shape the tight corset gave her figure. At her hips, he hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down her legs with the dress. Moving around to face her, he took in the beautiful sight of the woman he loved, looking at him with trust and obvious need in her eyes, and felt his own desire growing exponentially.

Cat took a shuddering breath as Matteo fastened the cuffs around her wrists. Then he produced a remote from his pocket and pressed a button. A metal carabiner on a chain pulley hanging from the iron ceiling grid lowered slowly. It stopped just above her head. Matteo secured the carabiner around the chain, linking the cuffs together, and pressed another button. Cat's arms were pulled above her head slowly as the chain retreated back into the pulley. She felt the pull stretch her limbs as she rose to her toes.

Ricco approached Cat, pulling her breasts up over the edge of the corset, exposing her nipples, and playing with them while Matteo turned her head toward him and captured her lips with his. She felt his need as he controlled the kiss completely, and trembled as Ricco kissed his way down from her neck to her right breast, licking her nipple. He moved to the left one as Matteo deepened the kiss. Matteo was rarely the more dominant of the two men in this room, but, as his hand gripped her chin and throat, she could feel the change in him tonight and wondered why for a mere moment before pain lanced into her nipples and she squealed into Matteo's kiss, pulling at the restraining chains and cuffs.

Matteo stepped back, and she looked down, taking in the clamps attached with a short chain that adorned her breasts. Ricco moved in almost as quickly as Matteo retreated, covering her mouth with his. His hand grasped the back of her neck and her waist as he pushed his thigh between her legs. In her precarious position she was forced to ride his leg. Then he began moving, pushing his thigh insistently against her pussy. She could feel the coarse material of his jeans against her sensitive skin, and a wild heat built between her legs.

"Don't cum yet!" Matteo growled the first words since starting the scene with her, making her whimper loudly into the kiss she still shared with Ricco.

Ricco broke the kiss, moving away slightly. But before she could catch her breath and calm down, Matteo dragged a finger lightly down her arm, caressing her armpit and tracing the side of her corset until he reached her hip. Then his index finger moved inward, tracing the bottom of the tight garment before moving lower over her mound and down into her slit. It rested right above her clit, waiting. Ricco smiled wickedly as he watched Matteo toy with her. And then, in one quick motion, Matteo slipped his fingers between her lips and pinched her clit before rolling it between his fingers, listening to her loud whimpers of painful pleasure.

Cat vaguely sensed the ceiling chain being lowered as Matteo continued to toy with her, sending her back towards the edge of ecstasy, and she lost her battle to hold back the orgasm that had been building since he had placed the cuffs on her, and she realised this scene would be harsh. Her head spun and she sagged slightly, despite Matteo holding her upright as Ricco re-cuffed her hands behind her back. She moaned softly as she was picked up and placed face down on a small padded bench.

Her ankles were cuffed together and similarly fastened by a short chain to the wrist cuffs, so that she was pulled into a loose hog-tie position, her back arched, and her breasts, still clamped, pushed forward. Ricco stood in front of her as Matteo reached over and began playing with her hair, petting her softly and pulling it back into a ponytail that he wrapped in a leather thong and attached to her cuffs to keep her head raised. The height of the table and her current position left her staring at the bulging cock trapped in Ricco's jeans.

"What did you do wrong?" Ricco asked, his voice deep and thick with desire.

Cat looked up at him with glazed eyes showing her confusion and said nothing.

"You came when your husband explicitly told you not to," he smirked. "Did you not promise to love honour and obey him?" Ricco questioned her, a teasing smile on his face as he looked up at Matteo and back down at Cat, who still wore traces of the pretty red lipstick he had so admired earlier tonight when she first applied it.

Cat gaped at him. There was no way she could have held that orgasm back, but before she could argue the point she squealed and bucked as she felt the stinger fall on her ass. Matteo's weapon of choice bit into her ass several times in quick succession, making her squeal and buck in the tight restraints.

"Shush," Ricco whispered, bending down and kissing her softly as the stinger bit into her flesh again. He drew back, leaving her, lips parted and eyes closed, waiting for more. Ricco unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide to the floor. Cat eyed his hard cock as he moved slowly forward to rest the tip on her parted bottom lip. She licked out, rolling her tongue around the head, and was rewarded when he fed her more. She strained to move her head, but she was locked in position and totally at the mercy of the two men she loved and trusted.

Matteo aimed a well-placed sting between her legs, and as she widened her mouth to cry out, Ricco moved deeper, feeling the sweet vibrations of her cry through his cock. Painful heat seared through her clit and nipples, melding within her body, setting her mind on fire, and her body shook with the overwhelming sensations of what they were doing to her. Matteo stung her again, and she moaned, the vibrations from her throat making Ricco's cock pulse in her mouth. Slowly, he began thrusting in and out.

The stinging leather strap came down again, and painful heat continued to lance through her, keeping her heightened and on edge. Ricco continued to saw in and out of her mouth, making her drool and gag on his cock's large head. Every other thrust the strap would land, and pain and pleasure would lance through Cat's body, but never quite enough to put her over the edge again.

Ricco stopped momentarily, his cock buried deep in her mouth. He took the chain hanging between the clamps on her breasts, then he pulled out, tugging the chain with his movements. She moaned, drawing in a huge breath as the painful pleasure that ran through her body increased again. He watched her carefully, marvelling once at again at how much erotic pain she could take and transfer into pleasure.

Matteo considered warning her a second time not to cum as he felt her body tense. All the muscles in her body were clenched with anticipation, and there was unbearable heat in her crotch. He decided against it, this wasn't real punishment, this was play, and he loved to watch her as her body succumbed to the pleasure of hard hot sex.

Ricco kept thrusting. Her nipples were overstimulated and her clit was on fire. Matteo watched, seeing the moment of no return, and tossed the stinger to the floor, landing his bare hand down on her red, hot ass.

"Come, now!" Matteo commanded, his loud growl tearing through the sounds of sex that filled the room.

Cat came, screaming around the cock in her mouth and throat. The stimulation was too much, and Ricco came, emptying his cock into her mouth, watching it dribble from the corner of her lips before he withdrew completely, allowing her to swallow. He pushed his cock back into her mouth and pulled the clamps from her nipples roughly, making her scream again and groan deeply in pure pleasure.

Cat was breathing hard, her chest heaving, and, being slightly dazed, she was barely aware as they released her legs and hair from the immobilising restraints, keeping her hands bound behind her. She floated on a cloud of endorphins as her body sung with each nerve ending seeming to dance across her skin. It had been some time since they had used her this harshly, and realised, as she became aware that they were repositioning her, that they were nowhere near done with her tonight. Her legs fell over the edge of the bench, and she felt Matteo's hands on her hips as Ricco crouched down before her and kissed her panting lips and caressed her sore nipples.

From behind, Cat felt Matteo's hands steadying her hips as he pressed the head of his cock against the entrance to her pussy. She moaned at the pleasure and twinge of pain that came when He pushed slightly into her, stretching her around him. He pushed, forcing his way into her slowly, making his cock seem even bigger in her sex fevered mind until he buried himself to the hilt inside her. He reached around and made a circle around her clit with one finger, teasing, but not touching it directly. Cat groaned in frustration as he pulled out just as slowly, and opened her eyes to see Ricco watching her intently as he continued to place soft kisses and caresses on her face and breasts.

Matteo watched Cat relax under the slower softer pace they had begun and dug his fingers into her hips as he buried himself again in one violent thrust, making her cry out again. He circled her clit again, refusing to touch it. He began a steady rhythm of forceful thrusts that rocked Cat forward on the bench toward Ricco, who steadied her, continuing to stimulate her breasts, fuelling the fire that continued to run through her veins and over her skin. He slapped her already red ass, enjoying the feel of the heat on his thighs.

Matteo moved faster, driving forward, stretching her and hitting a sweet spot deep inside. All the while he kept circling her clit but never touching it, keeping her on edge as they over stimulated her to the point that she involuntarily trembled between them. Ricco's hands became rougher on her breasts, and he claimed her mouth once more, kissing her deeply and swallowing her whimpering cries of pleasure, feeling his cock harden impossibly again. Matteo felt her trembling become more intense and pressed his thumb against the dark star of her ass and slowed his movements again, keeping her so close to the edge as he stretched her tightest hole.

Ricco clasped Cat's face between his hands, gazing at the unbelievable arousing expressions of pain and pleasure as Matteo eased his cock into her ass. He kissed her and soothed her, caressing her in soft counterpart to the painful stretching Matteo was causing her to endure.