Bound To My Mafia Stepuncles novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Aria’s POV

The room was thick with heat–both from the low lights that cast deep shadows across the walls and from their eyes, watching me, consuming

1. me.

I could feel their presence like gravity. Heavy. Inevitable.

Matteo’s hands were firm at my waist, grounding me, while Dante stayed by my side, one hand loosely curled around my wrist as if reminding me I wasn’t going anywhere. And Enzo… he was the one at my legs again, slow and intentional.

“Breathe,” Matteo murmured into my ear, his voice brushing over my skin like velvet. “We’re going to take care of you.”

I nodded, swallowing down the nerves building in my throat. My body felt warm and pliant, but the anticipation had it tightening in places I couldn’t name.

Enzo gently guided one of my legs outward, then the other, opening me up bit by bit–not in a way that felt rushed, but like they were unfolding me. Stretching me until every inch of skin prickled with awareness.

“Look at her,” Dante said lowly, like he couldn’t help himself. “She’s already trembling.”

I was.

Every muscle in my body was caught somewhere between tension and surrender.

“You’re doing so good, Aria,” Enzo said, a rare softness slipping into his voice. “We just want to see you like this. Open. Honest.”

My cheeks burned at the way he said it, but I didn’t shy away. Instead, I let them hold me, position me. Each hand that touched me felt like a question, a test, and I was answering without words–just breath, just feeling.

And somewhere in all of it, I realized something that startled me:

I wasn’t scared.

Not of them.

Not of this.

Because even though I was stretched out before them, completely vulnerable… I had never felt more cherished. Never felt more wanted.

Dante brushed a curl from my cheek, his gaze locking with mine. “Still with us?”

I nodded slowly. “Yes.”

His lips tilted into a crooked smile. “Good. Because we’re only just beginning.”

Their eyes were all over me, but it wasn’t just Just–it was something deeper. I could feel it in the way their voices dropped, in the way their gazes lingered like they were trying to memorize me.

“You have no idea what you do to us,” Matteo said first, his tone rough, almost strained. He stood just a breath away, his fingers brushing along my shoulder like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to worship me or ruin me. “The way you give in… the way you trust us–it drives me mad.”

Dante crouched beside me, his hand sliding up my thigh, but slow, reverent. “You don’t even see it, do you? The power you have in your surrender. Every shiver, every gasp–you give it to us freely. And that… that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

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Chapter 78

My breath caught.

Enzo leaned forward from the couch, his eyes dark, pupils blown wide. “Your body, Aria…” He gave a low, rough laugh. “It’s perfection. Siot because of how it looks–though, f*ck, it’s a masterpiece–but because it’s yours. And you’re letting us learn it, touch it, claim it”

My heart thudded against my ribs.

“You’re not just letting us in,” Dante murmured. “You’re letting us unravel you. Bit by bit.”

“And we love every second of it,” Matteo added, his voice almost a whisper now. “Your reactions, your hesitation, your bravery–all of it. You make us feel like we’re the only men in the world.”

Enzo stood now, coming toward me. “You’re not weak for giving in. You’re strong because you chose to. And trust me, sweetheart… we feel it. Every single inch of you.”

I had never felt so exposed–and yet, so seen. Like they weren’t just looking at my body, but into the very center of me. And instead of turning away, they leaned in.

They wanted all of me.

And God help me… I wanted to give it.

This is going to hurt a little Aria, do you trust me” Matteo said from beside me. I didn’t know what he was talking about but I trusted him.

“Yes daddy” I replied, he smirked. “That’s my girl”

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