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Alex tilted her head back on the pillow. Quickening my pace, I moved my hand between us and rolled my thumb over her clit. Her insides tighten around me, holding my dick in a vise.
“Fuck, princess,” I grunted.
My wife bit down on her bottom lip and closed her eyes, trembling as an orgasm possessed her body. She came for me, panting and out of breath.
Bending forward, I left a trail of kisses across her neck. Alex liked my soft and sweet side. But I wanted to take her hard and rough. I wasn’t in the mood to be romantic.
I wanted to fuck.
So after she came again, I pulled out and flattened onto my back, moving Alex on top of me. She straddled my thighs, rubbing her hand over her baby bump. It was killing me that I had to wait until my turn to get her pregnant.
Alex rode my cock, and I matched each of her movements. She pressed her palms to my chest, her nails digging into my chest. I circled my thumb over her clit, loving the sight of her unraveling on top of me.
“Oh, my God. Marcello…” Alex cried out, her eyes closing. “I’m so close. Keep doing that.”
We worked in harmony together, our orgasms almost perfectly timed. And, after Alex came for me again, I lost all control. The second we both came down from our highs, Alex’s lips crashed into mine. A slow burn simmered beneath my skin from her hot, passionate kisses.
I grazed her cheek with my thumb. “I’m not okay, not after what I witnessed in that cave. But I’m going to try to be better for you.”
She leaned into my hand and smiled. “Take the time to process your trauma. It’s the only way you can let it go.”
My wife was the only person who truly understood what I needed. With her, I could be myself. I didn’t have to pretend or be brave for her sake. She embraced my flaws and loved me even more for them.
Alex wove her fingers between mine and put our joined hands on her stomach. “I will be here for you every step of the way.”
ChapterSixteen
ALEX
Iwoke up to Sofia crying, her sweet voice blaring through the speaker. She still wasn’t sleeping through the night.
Damian rolled over and grabbed the baby monitor. Sofia was on her back, kicking her legs and screaming.
He squeezed my shoulder. “I’ll get her.”
“I’m awake,” I whispered.
Bastian was on my right side, sliding his legs off the edge of the bed. “No, you two stay here. Get some sleep.”
It was my night with Bastian and Damian. We’d passed out a few hours ago after they blew my mind with another one of our wild sexcapades. My sexy husbands sure knew how to spice up our love life. Never a dull moment with either of them.
Since all of us were up, we walked across the hall to Sofia’s bedroom. She must have heard the door open because she calmed down as we approached the crib.
Thanks to my husbands, the bedroom looked like something out of a fairy tale. Marcello painted one wall with a scene from Swan Lake, my favorite ballet. I still slept every night to the sound of the orchestra.
The space was a cross between the forest in Swan Lake andA Midsummer Night’s Dream. You felt transported to another time inside this room.
“Daddy’s here.” Damian rocked Sofia. “It’s okay, princess.”
I stood on his right and pushed the sweaty strands of black hair off her forehead. Her pajamas were damp, so I grabbed a new pair from the dresser.
Damian put Sofia down on the changing table and stripped off her clothes. He checked her diaper, which was dry.
Damian glanced at me. “Do you think she’s hungry?”
None of us were baby experts. Even after a year, we were still trying to get the hang of what Sofia needed. I couldn’t wait until she could speak in complete sentences or even point at what she wanted.
I rolled my shoulders. “Maybe.”
