“What the fuck are you three doing up here?” Enzo growled as he wrenched the door open. His eyes narrowed. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” I said, reaching out to wrap my arms around his body. “What did Melony say?”

Enzo looked at his brothers before his gaze wandered back to me. “She says I’m fine. I can move stuff if it’s not too heavy.”

I nodded. “I still think you should take it easy.”

He gave me an exhausted look. “I had the doctor check me out, and you’re still bitching?”

“Get over it.”

Enzo grabbed a handful of my hair. His nails dug in, scraping over my scalp as he dragged me into a deep kiss. When he pulled back, he growled at me.

“I already told you to watch it.”

My heart pounded, all the blood rushing right to my cock. That was what I was looking for, that dangerous edge that made my heart go pitter-fucking-patter. I left a kiss on the tip of his nose, making him let out an exasperated sigh.

“We better get this stuff moved before Chelsea steals your doctor.”

Benito brushed past us. “I’ve seen more than enough of that,” he muttered.

“I’m with him.” Gin jogged down the stairs. “I’ll stop Chelsea.”

I didn’t know what it was about those two, but he and Chelsea were actually starting to get along. She was still nervous, especially when he let something crazy leave his lips, but they had things in common. Like being completely unhinged. I had the distinct feeling he was on his way to encourage her debauchery.

“What were you three talking about?” Enzo asked once everyone was gone.

I waved a hand. “Nothing important,” I said, reaching out to brush my fingers through his hair. “You have good brothers.”

He nodded. “We’d do anything for each other.”

“I believe it.” I leaned down to capture his lips once more. Enzo’s warm tongue slipped into my mouth. I groaned, shoving him against a wall as my body ached for him. “Would it be rude to disappear for a little while?”

“What’s a little while?” Enzo asked.

“Ten minutes.”

“We both know it’ll take longer than that.” Enzo’s hand slipped into my pants, wrapping around my cock. “I plan to take my time.”

I licked my lips. “Fuck.”

“Yep.” Enzo bit my bottom lip.

“Stop being whores and help!” Chelsea called up the stairs. “We’re not getting paid for this!”

I groaned as Enzo pulled away. He caressed my cheek, brushing his thumb over my skin before dragging it across my bottom lip. My tongue darted out, lapping at it.

“You’ll pay for teasing me.”

“I sure as fuck hope so,” I muttered. I laughed as I turned, only to have my wrist grabbed, and I was turned back to face him. Enzo’s face had suddenly gone serious. “What? What’s wrong?”