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“You were mad about what he said,” I stated once we were alone.

Lucas’s jaw tightened. “He was being disrespectful.”

I arched a brow. “By complimenting me?” I hadn’t heard any disrespect in Marcus’s words.

Lucas’s hand tightened on my shoulder. “By saying that in front of me.”

I laughed and stepped away from his touch. “You aren’t his Don, Lucas.”

“I’m well aware of that, Leda,” he bit out. There was that bite of bitterness in his voice again

He looked away. “Besides. He knows you are mine.”

Every time he said that, my stomach gave a funny quiver. Lucas had grown ultra-protective since the moment he had found out I was pregnant, and honestly, even with everything going on, I liked it. I liked hearing that he had feelings for me, that he loved me, that he didn’t want to walk away from this.

But in the same breath, I could see the frustration on his face. It wasn’t my fault that the men had taken to listening to me instead of him. After all, I was the one that brought them together, promised them what they desired. But I couldn’t fathom the jealousy Lucas felt because of it.

It made him feel inferior, and that was never my intention. I only wanted to help.

So, I closed the distance between us, placing my hand on his chest. “Of course I’m yours. I will always be yours, Don Valentino.”

Lucas’s eyes cut to mine, his nostrils flaring, but I was already lowering myself before him, my hand sliding down his firm midsection to the belt that held his trousers on his body.

“And as Don, you should be worshipped as such,” I continued, my fingers undoing the buckle and slowly sliding the zipper down. “Perhaps I haven’t been doing it enough.”

“What are you doing?” Lucas rasped as I pulled out his cock, stroking it with my fingers.

I looked up at him. “I’m pleasuring you, Don Valentino. Is that an issue?”

“Leda,” he croaked, every trace of anger gone now. “You don’t have to do this.”

Oh, but I did. He needed to know that I still saw him as Don. I worshipped him in many different ways and for different reasons.

Most of all, I loved him more than he could ever imagine. I never wanted him to feel like he didn’t have control.

So, I took him into my mouth, tracing the vein on the underside of his cock with my tongue. Lucas shuddered when I did that, and though I was trying to make him feel powerful, I felt just as equally powerful.

His hand found my hair and he clenched it tightly, guiding me over his cock until I was taking him deep in my throat.

He grunted as I applied just a hint of suction that I knew drove him wild. I knew he enjoyed the sight of me on my knees before him.

“Fuck, Leda.”

I felt my own wetness start to grow but clenched my thighs together. This wasn’t about me. Lucas made our time in the bedroom more about me than I cared to admit. This was about him, all about him, and I wanted him to know that I could be there for him, that I appreciated all he did for me, for our future.

I sucked him hard, and he hissed a breath, his hand tugging just slightly on my hair, urging me on. When he came, it was with my name on his lips.

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