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“I want to name them Leonardo and Michelangelo,” Alex said in a soft tone, covering my hand on her baby bump. “I have a feeling our boys will be just as legendary.”
“Damn right, baby.” I kissed her cheek. “Salvatore men are born to rule the world.”
She giggled, then kissed my lips. “You’re such a cocky asshole. But I love it.”
“The names are perfect,” Marcello interjected.
Bastian raised an eyebrow. “Leo and Michael?”
“As far as nicknames go,” Alex added, “I’m thinking Angelo for Michelangelo.”
“Our great grandfather was Angelo,” I told her. “He wasMafioso.”
“Are you telling me this to change my mind?”
I shook my head. “No, I love it. So will my dad.NonnoAngelo was like a dad to him. He didn’t get along with my grandfather. They were always butting heads.”
“Time to go.” Marcello raised his wrist and pointed at his Chopard watch. “Our ride will be here soon.”
* * *
Naked and gorgeous, with my babies in her perfect belly, Alex sat on the table and spread her thighs. We hadn’t left the villa in Calabria since we arrived last night. Things like eating and sleeping didn’t seem as important when we had our girl all to ourselves. The four of us loved being fathers, but it was a nice break before the twins arrived.
Since we were all hungry, we cleared off the dining room table and made Alex our meal. Bastian drizzled chocolate syrup on her tits and then rolled his tongue over her nipple. Then he poured some down her stomach so Damian could lap it up. Marcello fed Alex raspberry sorbet, letting some of it slide down to her chin, so he could lick it from her skin.
From the moment her cravings started, Alex wanted sugar all the time. I warned her about the dangers of eating junk food throughout her pregnancy, but she was the queen of our corrupt empire. And she got whatever she wanted.
My brothers devoured her, tasting every inch of her delicious body. A soft moan slipped past her lips as her eyes met mine.
She reached between us and fisted my cock. “Fuck me, Luca. I need you inside me.”
I smirked. “Patience, my queen.”
“Don’t make me beg.”
I moved between her thighs. “I love when you beg me to come.”
My beautiful wife rocked her hips, panting like she was in heat. Massaging her nipple with the pad of my thumb, I pushed inside her. She squealed when I pinched the tiny bud between my fingers as my brothers kissed her from mouth to stomach.
I pumped into her, taking my sweet ass time worshiping her body, making sure she felt every bit our queen. Alex bucked her hips with each bite on her nipples, and her moans turned into screams. My little devil begged us for more as her entire body trembled, riding out another earth-shattering orgasm.
After I finished inside her, she gave me a sexy smile, which I returned. That was something I did more often. Alex gave me a sense of peace, even in times of war. She was the cure for my madness, the angel on my shoulder when I wanted to do nothing but sin.
My pretty, broken girl pieced me back together. She gave me a dreamy look like she couldn’t believe I was hers, when I couldn’t believe she was mine.
Ours.
I pulled out of her, and our cum dripped down her thighs. With her palm over her heart, she blew out a few deep breaths.
I traced my fingers up her stomach. “You okay, Mrs. Salvatore?”
She looked at me. “Never better.”
“How about Leo?” I slid my hand to her belly. “And Angelo. Are they kicking again?”
“Not right now.”
Ours sons were growing inside her. One of them would be the next Grand Master of The Devil’s Knights. The heir to the Salvatore and Wellington fortunes. Our sons would be kings among men, the rulers of two of the largest empires in the world.
