A Dangerous Union Book 2
Author
Belle Dowson
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Olivia has finally united with the men who stand fiercely at her side, but safety is far from certain. The past refuses to stay buried, and Luciano—the man who once claimed her as his own—still lurks in the shadows, dangerous and relentless. His threats are not empty, and his obsession has not faded. As enemies circle and old promises resurface, Olivia must rely on the strength and loyalty of her men to protect her from a past that won’t let her go. In a world ruled by power and possession, love may be her only shield—but will it be enough?
Chapter 1: The Last Beautiful Night
Olivia
“I don’t want to leave.” I pouted as I let the warm water bubble around me. The stars in the clear night sky twinkled above us. The garden of the honeymoon cottage was illuminated around us, but the stars had held my attention.
As we were in the middle of nowhere, or at least that was what it felt like, the stars shone so brightly.
“Me neither,” Thomas muttered, his arm draped casually over my shoulder.
Hiding away had been the best choice for us. No distractions. I had learned so much about each one of my men. I had learned Thomas was the most in tune to emotions, the most caring and loving.
He kissed me the most for no reason; he stroked my hair and always held me close. I had learned he could sleep through a hurricane, even when Matt was going down on me while he slept peacefully beside us after one of our four-way sessions.
Matt, I had learned, was definitely the most sensible, cautious about actions and consequences. He made sure I was happy and safe. I also learned he was one hell of a cook, and from what I could see, he loved cooking.
The meals while we were here were amazing thanks to Matt.
Xavier was by definition guarded in every way. He was guarded with his emotions, his feelings, and even in bed, which surprised me. His restraint was amazing. I could tell he wanted his, no—craved his lifestyle, his sex life to be rough.
Yet he hadn’t shown that as much as expected. I had also learned that he loved nature and the outdoors, so he took us all on hikes of the countryside around us.
The best part of our hideaway was the fact that no one was around us. Matt didn’t have to go to work, Thomas hadn’t been fighting, and Xavier hadn’t even checked on Eden.
For this brief moment, it was just the four of us and this little cottage. But tomorrow that would all change. Tomorrow we were going back to our home, back to their crazy, dangerous, and violent world.
I was going to become a senior union woman, and everything would be different. I knew that.
Matt’s face gave a devilish smile as his blue eyes reflected the glow of the fire from the log burner nearby. “For now, I think we should enjoy our final night here.”
I felt Thomas pull me closer, forcing me to look up at him. His strong arms were in complete control. I could never fight him, and I didn’t want to. Moving me so I straddled him, I kissed him back as I felt a body behind me.
The water moved in little tidal waves as we all shifted.
I felt hands all over my body, removing the skimpy swimwear. I was lost to them, every time. I felt Matt’s hand rub over my clit as Thomas shifted under me and freed his member.
Xavier’s mouth was on my neck, and he gently rubbed my ass. He had been exploring that area every time we got intertwined; it was like a secret only he was privileged to explore.
“Relax, love,” he purred in my ear as Thomas’s cock entered me, stretching me, making me moan at the intrusion. Matt never let up, his fingers strumming my sensitive bud. Thomas picked up his pace to match Matt’s.
My body was in euphoria as the water bubbled around us. Xavier gently stretched my ass. It felt wrong, but I didn’t care.
I was too turned on by what was happening to care what people would think of me. I moaned as we got a rhythm, and I could feel myself getting to my high. My body shook as I felt Thomas’s member reaching as far back as he could, quickening his pace.
I cried out as I looked up at the stars above me. They kept me in that moment as I shook and allowed my body to control me. Letting my men take me to my high.
I was safe, and I was happy. The stars twinkled as I felt the last trembles ripple over my body.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Matt suggested, and the other two nodded in agreement. I took one last look at the beautiful garden, the beautiful stars, and the last beautiful night alone.
***
“All the bags are packed,” Matt told us all as we sat one final time at the dining table, having the breakfast he had made.
I couldn’t hide my upset as I thought of leaving. Last night we had had our final four-way here, and I took each of my men. I let them come. I helped get them to their highs, and they took me to mine over and over.
“I am going to drive us back to the house, but then I have to go straight into the City,” Matt explained as he finished off his cup of black coffee. “I have a meeting with the bank, business stuff.”
I nodded, but I wasn’t sure if I should question it, ask what he was doing. I wasn’t sure how to respond.
“Well, I need to go to Eden. The accountant will need last week’s reports, so I have to catch up on all of that.”
And just like that, life was going back to normal. I was the wife, but I had no idea what I had to do. I played with the stunning ruby on my finger, the signal of the union.
“I have a fight tonight, so I will be getting prepared for that. But I will be doing that in our home now, so I will help you settle in today.” I felt Thomas’s hand on my leg.
“Ooh.” I smiled, looking at him. “Are we going to a fight?” I beamed, thinking how I had enjoyed the last one.
“I wish.” Thomas sighed, looking at Matt.
“We have a party to attend. Me, you, and Xavier are invited to a charity ball hosted by a friend of the Village. Lyra and Noel should be going, but today is the anniversary of their car crash and when they lost their union, so Lyra tends to hide away for the day, and so does Noel,” Matt explained as he stood up to take his dishes to the sink.
“Oh, poor Lyra.” I couldn’t imagine the beauty who had helped me settle in, the woman who had brought me here, upset. She seemed to be strong, confident, and never fazed. She must have loved those she had lost.
“Yes.” Matt brushed off my comment as if it made very little difference to him. Surely he cared. Had he been raised in a union? Like Thomas? “She has sent a dress to our house. She has hung it up in a dress bag on the porch for tonight.”
“Your first official engagement as a united woman.” Thomas beamed proudly.
My heart raced. Was this what it would be like? Balls? Charity fights and gatherings? I knew deep down it wouldn’t be that easy.
“We best get everything together,” Xavier announced as he stood up from the table, picking up his dishes and mine.
We all grabbed our things. I made sure the cottage was as tidy as it had been when we had found it, although Matt assured me Lyra had a team to clean and change everything in the cottage so it would be ready for the next union if they chose to stay here.
I would make sure the new bride chose to come here. It was a beautiful place, and the time away had done us all good.
I was sad as we pulled away from the cottage, the quiet countryside. I sat beside Thomas in the back, his hand in mine as we passed Lyra and Noel’s big house. As we headed through the main part of the Village, people were getting on with their lives, and we were returning to ours.
We were silent for the whole journey and even as we pulled up on the drive of our home.
I smiled as I felt the warmth of the familiarity, the place where I would be alone with my men. I stood outside and looked up at the home. It was still amazing that I had a home.
Out of nowhere, I felt my body being scooped up. I screamed in shock, but it just caused the guys to laugh as Matt lifted me into his arms.
“It’s tradition, right?” Matt mused as Xavier went to get the door. “To carry the new wife over the threshold.”
I laughed before kissing his lips. He carefully put me down at the entrance of our home. It smelled clean, like someone had been in to make it homely and ready for us.
“Well, baby,” Matt whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist, Thomas bringing in our bags and Xavier carrying in the dress bag and hanging it on the office door frame. “Make yourself at home but be ready for seven.”
“We have to go.” Xavier’s words were severe as he answered his ringing phone and walked out of the house.
