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“We both know it.” I smirked. “Just admit it.”
Alex’s eyes lit up as they met mine. “I plead the fifth.”
After that, she sat in silence, allowing me to think about how I wanted to reveal each of her features. She had a perfect heart-shaped face and high cheekbones.
Such a natural beauty.
So I painted her the way she appeared in my mind. Her face was the last I saw when I was in and out of consciousness in that cave. But, thinking about her kept me going.
She was the reason I survived.
We sat silently for close to an hour before Alex needed to pee. I helped her up from the chair and followed her into the room attached to her studio.
Luca added the bathroom after she got pregnant with the twins. I was surprised she made it through an hour-long sitting. Only a bit longer, and I would have finished her painting.
I usually couldn’t paint this fast. But Alex inspired me, the perfect muse, so my paintbrush flew across the canvas.
After she finished up in the bathroom, Alex resumed her place in the chair. She leaned forward to peek at the canvas and gasped.
“Marcello.” Her hand covered her mouth. “Wow! This is incredible. Your best work yet.”
Her approval meant everything to me.
“I take it you like it.”
“I love it.” She rose from the chair and hugged me, smiling. “It’s brilliant. Is this really how you see me?”
I nodded. “You’re the queen of my world.”
I painted Alex wearing a white toga, one breast showing. A golden crown floated above her head. She held out her hands and summoned fire from the underworld. I stood behind her with my hand on her right shoulder, Luca’s hand on the other side. Damian and Bastian were on their knees in front of her, pulling her thighs apart, worshiping their queen.
We were mostly naked, apart from the greaves covering our legs. It was the most provocative thing I’d ever painted. Not something I could hang in any of the downstairs rooms of the house.
It captured Alex and her knights perfectly.
A tear leaked from her bottom eyelid and dripped down her cheek. I brushed her skin with my thumb and heat rushed down my arm like wildfire.
Fisting her curls, I pulled her mouth to mine.
“Marcello,” she whispered.
“Say it again.”
“Marcello.”
I fucking loved it.
Throwing her arms around my neck, she kissed me like she was trying to steal the air from my lungs. With her naked body on display and teasing me, I massaged her nipple.
She squealed.
“Did that hurt?”
“No, I’m sensitive.”
I sucked her sore nipple into my mouth.
Alex whimpered. “That feels good.”
