Raven's POV

When she told us the devil was coming, I was livid. I'd spent most of my life trying to get away from my mafia ties, and now she was inviting one of the deadliest into our home. I sat, sipping a whiskey, staring out the back window when I heard Solnechnyy svet's footsteps. "I know you're upset, but like Owen, I can see her logic," he said, taking a seat next to me. He reached out and took my glass. "I don't think you need to meet Dominic with this in your system, do you?" I growled but didn't fight him about it. Of course, he was right. I needed to have my wits about me.

Marc stepped up and handed me a cup of coffee. It was one of his own blends and smelled amazing. "Thank you, love," I told him as he gave me a kiss on my cheek. He mumbled about my whiskers and smiled. "What time is he arriving?" I asked Corey.

"She reserved the private room at Gilardi's at two. She wanted us to have access to the private entrance and come in a few at a time to avoid the press. Dominic is coming with three men apparently," he explained. I nodded trying to figure out what guns I'd be taking. "Limit the weapons, Raven," he said as if reading my mind.

"I'll limit, but I'm not going in unarmed, and I'd bet money she won't either," I grinned.

"No, I won't," she agreed, coming around the corner. "Are you speaking to me yet, Bear?" I reached out and pulled her into my lap. She shifted and straddled me, staring me down. "I won't take any chances, I promise," she said. I didn't answer her as I slid my hand between her legs. I really need to buy Gabe a fucking present for his no-panties rule. She squealed as my fingers slid inside her folds. Her tongue darted across her lips, "Bear," she whined. I heard Corey and Marc take in a harsh breath when I unbuttoned my pants and slammed her down on my cock. "Fuck, that's hot," she muttered as she looked over at Marc sucking Corey's cock.

"Mmm, yes it is and so are you, malen'kaya shalun'ya," I growled as I pushed upward, filling her with every inch of me. She let out a soft cry and buried her face in my neck as she clung to me. My hands gripped her hips, controlling the speed of her thrusts. I bit her ear and whispered, "Just remember who you belong to today." Her eyes met mine and I could see the shock on her face. "Yes love, I know." Tears rimmed her eyes and her lip quivered. "Shh, you have nothing to regret. That was between you and Winston. I just want to make sure he knows you are ours now." She nodded and I pressed my thumb against her clit, hard, making her scream. "Now cum for me, zhena." Marissa bucked against my hand as I thrust upward, filling her pussy with my cum. Panting against each other, we heard Marc and Corey grunt their release as well.

We watched them kiss and clean each other as I still held her against me, my hands running through her hair. I wanted to stay there and fuck her all day, but I knew we couldn't. Finally, I lifted her up and carried her to the nearest bathtub. As the water filled, she wriggled her hips making me groan. I gave her thigh a gentle slap, "Stop malen'kaya shalun'ya or you will not make that meeting." She giggled and I lowered us into the water. I gently washed her, then pulled her to me and bit down on her neck, sucking hard. She moaned, pressing tight against me. When I'd finished, I smiled at the dark mark I'd left for all to see.

She rolled her eyes and laughed, "Territorial much, my bear?"

"Very," I replied and placed my hand on her throat, "You belong to me, Marissa. You are my minx and I am your bear," I placed my hand on her stomach, "And this little warrior is all of ours even if Sean is the biological father. I will not share."

Her face became very serious, "Raven, I have no intentions of sleeping with Dominic. What happened between us was years ago, and as you said, it was directly involving Winston. It was just sex."

I shook my head. She really didn't have a clue. "Oh Marissa, with you it is never just sex." I rinsed us off then lifted her out of the tub and carried her up to her room. "Today, you wear panties."

She giggled, "Yes sir."

"I'll find Gabe and have him come dress you like a nun," I said and headed down the hall. I found his room and knocked.

The door opened and he poked his head out, "What's up, Russian?"

"Malen'kaya shalun'ya needs to dress modest today, and she needs panties," I growled.

He cocked his eyebrow, "Oi, there's got to be a fucking story to this. Spill it."

I shook my head, "Not my story to share. Just make sure she's covered - no sexy stuff today, not with the Giovannis'. We do not want them to think she's available." His eyes went wide and he nodded. The door slammed shut and I heard him cussing when Luke asked what was up, then he opened the door, now dressed, and made a beeline for Marissa's door as I chuckled.

****

"Bear!" I heard her yell as she stormed into the front room. "I suppose this is all your doing?" she demanded. Gabe had put her in a below-the-knee length dress with high boots and tights. It wasn't ugly, but the dress definitely did nothing for her. "You are not dressing me like a fucking old woman!"

Victor put a hand on Gabe's forehead, "Are you feeling alright, love? Um, your style sense seems a bit off today."

Gabe frowned, "I'm fine. I just don't want the mafia fuckers to get the wrong idea."

Marissa glared at me, "You didn't."

"No, I didn't, but you should," I answered her. Her face blanched. "He won't hesitate to use it as leverage if he thinks he can, malen'kaya shalun'ya."

She sighed, her shoulders slumping. "I surrender. I need to tell you all something. Well, um, when Winston and I were in Italy we did a lot of experimenting, and, um, some of it was with Dominic Giovanni."

"Sweetheart, don't you think you should have told us about this before you invited him here?" Sean asked with a hurt look on his face.

She knelt before him, "Sean I really didn't think about it. I mean that was years ago and it was just sex, not a relationship. I haven't asked you for a list of every woman you have all slept with."

He ran a finger down her jaw then gripped her chin and pulled her toward his mouth. "Marissa, there is no such thing as just sex with you, and every man in this room can attest to that. Now, my dear, you need to be prepared for fourteen highly possessive, deeply jealous, and overprotective men to bring you home tonight and lock you in the playroom."

She huffed and rolled her eyes, letting out a yelp when Kota swatted her ass hard. "That's one, pet," he growled, his hand in her hair and pulling her backward. "Might want to watch the brattiness, kitten. We do have an in-house doctor, after all, so we know how to punish you safely." Her breathing was rapid as his lips grazed along her neck. "I think you've missed it, haven't you?"

"Yes Master," she panted. He palmed between her legs as she squirmed, then slapped her thigh. Marissa bucked and cried out, "Please."

He gave a dark laugh, "Not now, kitten. We need to leave. Your guests will be waiting." He pushed her toward Sean who grinned.

"I tried to warn you, love," he told her softly. She whimpered as he lifted her in his arms. "Be a good girl and I promise to make you cum on the car ride home," he said as he kissed her forehead and we headed out the door.

****

She greeted Dominic when we entered, "Dominic, grazie per essere venuto fin qui. Spero che tu abbia fatto buon viaggio. (Dominic, thank you for coming all this way. I hope you had a safe trip.)"

"Ah, Marissa, bella come sempre. Sono felice di aiutarti, fiore. (Ahh, Marissa, beautiful as always. I'm glad to help you, flower.)," he said, placing a soft kiss on each cheek. "Parliamo in inglese per i tuoi uomini? (Shall we speak in English for your men?)"

"That would be best, Dominic," she replied. "May I introduce you to my fiances?" She went around the room, "You already know the Tomas - Axel, Raven, Corey, Brandon, and Marc, and these are the Blackbournes - Owen, Sean, Kota, Victor, Nate, Luke, Silas, North, and Gabriel."

"My, my, Flower, you've acquired quite the harem, haven't you," he smirked. "And to think, once upon a time, you were overwhelmed with just two of us." His blue eyes danced with mischief. I knew he'd try something like this to get a rise out of us.

She simply grinned and leaned against Sean, "Nice try Dom, but they already know. I'm engaged and pregnant. I think secrets are a moot point, you of all people should know that." I jumped for joy inside - that's my girl!

His eyebrows raised and then he nodded toward the seats, "Well spoken, Marissa. I'll do my best to behave, lest I have to face the guns Mr. Ravenstahl is hiding over there."

"His guns, my knives," she batted her eyelashes, "Devil's choice I suppose." He cleared his throat, visibly surprised by her response. "Now, I need to know what your price is before we continue."

He frowned, "Flower, I am not here representing the family. I am here as a friend. There is no price, no contract, and no strings. Tell me what has happened."

Author's Notes:  A new player - will he help or hurt?