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“Well, if you insist.” I stand up and push her legs back, stroking her wet pussy before thrusting inside her.

“Yes!” she cries out, gripping the table, and I flashback to another night when I fucked her on this very table.

The image makes me pound into her harder and faster.

Getting to know each other again has been a series of trials and errors. And though she didn’t remember us, her attraction to me was still very much there.

That doesn’t mean it had been easy. I was gentle with her recovery in some ways. But when it came to our sex life, I threw her in at the deep end, so now she doesn’t blink about others being in the room when we fuck.

“Harder, Vice. You won’t break me.”

I groan and grip her ass hard enough to leave bruises and fuck her like I hate her.

“Oh God. Ahh.” She arches her back and comes, screaming my name. I pull my cock out and come all over her pussy.

She looks up at me and grins when I push my cum inside her. “You can’t get me pregnant again.”

“Just wait until you have this one, then all bets are off. I like seeing you swollen with my kid.” I bend down and press a kiss on her belly before scooping her up and carrying her to the bathroom to clean her up.

Later that afternoon, we’re at the resort, which is full of people, when I see someone approach her. Steven is right behind her, so I know she’s safe, but that doesn’t mean I like men talking to my wife.

“So, everything is on schedule. I have to say this place is going to be spectacular when it’s finished,” Ludovicstates.

“Well, it is Nova’s brainchild.”

I watch as the man says something to Nova and reaches out to touch her stomach. Ah, fuck. “Excuse me.”

I head in Nova’s direction just as she pulls out her gun and shoots the asshole in the shoulder.

The people in the room react to the gunfire by drawing their weapons and pointing them at my wife until they realize what’s going on. Then the guns move to the cursing man with blood pouring from his shoulder.

Steven and his partner haul him up off the floor.

I stare around at everyone and watch as they lower their weapons. I really don’t like people pointing guns at my wife, even if it is only for a moment.

I turn to glare at Steven. “You didn’t think to stop her?”

“You have met your wife, right?”

She looks at me and pouts. “He touched my stomach. Why do people think that’s okay? He wouldn’t like it if I walked up and grabbed his balls.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Rocky mutters, walking over with a grin.

She’s leaning heavily on one side, so I know she’s hurting. She’s stronger now than she was, but her left side is still weak. Thankfully, it’s not her dominant side, so it hasn’t affected her ability to shoot, but she does get tired more easily. Especially now that she’s pregnant.

“Tired?” I ask her gently as I scoop her up.

“Horny. I’m always horny. This kid is gonna be just like its father.” She huffs, making Steven and Rocky laugh. Another thing I’ve noticed is that she has zero filter. If she thinks it, she says it. Luckily, her speech is fine. There were a few hiccupsalong the way, but now, aside from the odd forgotten word, she’s good.

“Want me to fuck you in the Mustang?”

“For the love of God, I do not need to hear this shit,” Alessio grumbles, walking up behind us.

He and Nova have matching canes now, though Nova’s too damn stubborn to use hers.

“Hey, Daddio. I hate to break it to you, but if you want to be a gramps, you’ve got to expect Vice to play with the box the kid comes in.”

I dip my head against her hair to hide my laughter.

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