The Stolen Mafia Princess

Don’t Leave Me

{Margo’s POV}

I know it was crazy to ask two men to sleep in this room with me, but I couldn’t be alone. Damon and Carter would never hurt me, upset me yes, make me uncomfortable, definitely.. but never hurt me. Their affection for me is exactly what I needed in this moment. “P-Please..” I whispered softer. “I don’t want to be alone..”

“Okay..” Damon whispered under his breath, “We’ll get the couch and move it in here!” He said turning and walking into the living room, Carter following in suit. Soon a couch was being dragged into the room, and they folded it out into a mattress. I watched as Damon grabbed some sheets and blankets and got their bed ready. I focused on the room I was in, it was a grey room, with a four poster princess bed, it was king sized, and it had large grey blankets on it. I was tucked up within them, snugly. There was a fireplace close to the bed, I could see that it was dimly lit, and a small crackle filled my hearing. It was calming, and the room smelled exactly like Damon.

I turned back to see both of them getting into bed, the door was left open. I climbed out of bed and shut the door locking it, I then made sure the windows were locked, and closed the closet door. “Uh, princess, I think we’re safe up here..” Carter said, as he watched me climb back into the massive bed.

“S-Sorry.. I can’t sleep unless everything’s shut and locked.. I just.. I’m sorry..” I whispered laying down and trying to get comfortable. The pants bunched up uncomfortably and finally I pulled them off under the blankets, so that I was left in the oversized shirt of Damon’s and a pair of lacy black underwear. I finally began to feel more comfortable, and laid still drifting off to sleep. Sadly, this sleep was anything but peaceful, I tossed and turned, I felt my heart racing. Images of past torment flashing across my face, along with David’s sinister laugh. I woke up with a jolt, sitting up straight in the bed and gasping.

I panted heavily, looking around the room, the doors were all still closed, and Damon and Carter were asleep on the pullout. “D-Damon? Carter?” I whispered, neither of them budged. I slowly and carefully climbed my way out of the bed, my legs were exposed, but soon the bunched up shirt fell down to my knees. I walked slowly to their bed, and climbed in between the two of them. As I did I was grabbed and pulled tightly against a rock hard chest. I opened my eyes, coming face to face with Carter, who looked surprised. Damon turned over, looking between the two of us, then he rubbed his eyes. My legs straddled Carters abdomen, my legs exposed up to my mid thigh now. “C-Carter.. can you let me go now!” I said softly, nervously looking down at my legs.

“Sorry.. you scared me..” he said back, his voice gravely, and filled with a sleepy sound. He let me go, and I tried to move off of him without exposing myself. “Where are your pants?” He asked, looking down, a smirk across his face.

“They were to baggy, and uncomfortable so I took them off!” I shot back. “I-I had a nightmare.. I tried to wake you two up..” I said, in a softer tone.

“Sorry baby, when I’m out, I’m out!” Carter said, smirking and trailing his eyes across my body.

“I’m sorry Margo, I couldn’t hear anything over Carter’s snoring!” Damon said, shooting a warning glare at Carter. “Do you want me to take you back to bed?” He asked, starting to sit up.

I shook my head, my face burning as my liquid courage was nearly out of my system now. “I.. I was wanting.. or wondering.. if maybe I could.. possibly.. sleep here..” I said, looking down at the bed.

He laughed slightly, “If your brothers found out that you slept in the same bed as us they’d definitely skin us alive!”

“Oh.. I.. sorry..” I said, sitting back on my legs, and looking back to the large bed on the other side of the room. I stood on their bed and walked across it, then jumped from their bed to the king sized one I was in before. “Goodnight..” I said softly, turning back over and covering myself with the blankets. Suddenly I felt air hit me, and a body against my back.

“You cannot tell them.. is what I meant..” Damon said, pulling the blanket around himself, and pulling me to his chest. I turned and faced him, my face comfortably nuzzling into his neck, as he wrapped his arm around me.

Carter came and got in the bed with us, his body pressed against my back. “Try to get some sleep baby, you’re going to need it. We’ll be here to protect you, okay?” He said softly, before kissing the top of my head.

“We’ll always protect you Margo, so get some well needed rest.” Damon said, brushing my long, thick hair back away from my face.

I nestled down into their embraces, and found myself drifting off into sleep once again. Their scents and warm bodies engulfing me, and making me feel truly safe. I haven’t been able to stop the feeling that something terrible will happen, it’s why I haven’t left my room, why I wouldn’t talk to anyone. With them.. with Damon and Carter.. I finally feel truly, and completely safe. I know.. it’s selfish of me, I can’t have them both, and realistically they both deserve better than me, but I want them.. I want both of them to continuously be with me, just like this.