Epilogue
Six months later
Luca
I smile as I watch Dana chase a giggling Matteo around the sprawling garden of our countryside estate. The sun dances off her dark hair and her green eyes sparkle with joy as she scoops up my nephew in her arms, both of them laughing.
A swell of love surges through me seeing my beautiful, pregnant wife doting on the boy who has become like a son to me.
One year ago, I made the decision to step back from the dangerous world of the mafia, handing over control to my most trusted consigliere. It wasn't an easy choice, but I knew I had to put the safety and wellbeing of Dana and Matteo—and our unborn child—first. They deserved a life free from the constant threat of violence and retribution.
Dana places Matte on the swing in front of me.
"Higher, Zio Luca, higher!" Matteo squeals as I push him on the swing.
"Okay, campione, hold on tight!" I give him an extra strong push and he shrieks with glee as he soars through the air. Dana looks on, one hand resting on her round belly, a serene smile on her face.
My heart clenches at the sight. In a few short months, we'll be welcoming another child into our family. A precious girl that Dana and I created out of our incredible love for each other.
I never thought this kind of blissful domestic life would be possible for a hardened mafioso like me. But Dana changed everything. Her warmth, her strength, her unwavering faith in me.
She gave me the courage to forge a new path.
After dinner and Matteo's bedtime stories, Dana and I retreat to our bedroom, desperate to be skin to skin. I take my time undressing her, worshipping every inch of my wife’s lush curves. Her pregnancy has only made her already curvy body that much fuller. Her breasts are heavy and full, tipped with dusky nipples that beg for my touch. I take one into my mouth, groaning at the first taste of sweet milk.
"Luca," she gasps, tangling her fingers in my hair.
Gently, reverently, I lay her back on our king-sized bed. She's a vision with her hair fanned out on the pillow, pink lips parted, cheeks flushed with desire. I settle between her thighs, pushing them open to reveal her wet, swollen folds.
"Ti amo, tesoro mio," I whisper before diving in to devour her sweet nectar.
My tongue explores her scorching slit, lapping, suckling, thrusting until she's writhing and keening beneath me. I slip two fingers inside her tight channel, finding that magic spot that makes her see stars. Her hands fist the sheets, and my name falls from her lips like a prayer.
"That's it, baby. Come for me," I growl against her flesh.
Her thighs clamp around my head as her orgasm crashes over in endless waves. I work her through it until she collapses boneless onto the mattress.
With a satisfied smirk, I kiss my way up her trembling body until I capture her mouth in a deep, sensual kiss. She tastes herself on my tongue and moans.
Before I can blink, Dana flips us so I'm flat on my back and she's straddling my hips. Her eyes are molten emerald as she smiles wickedly down at me. Slowly, teasingly, she shimmies down my body until she's eye level with my painfully hard cock.
"My turn," she purrs before wrapping her sweet lips around my shaft.
"Fuck, Dana!" I thrust up into the velvet heat of her mouth.
She takes me deep, swallowing around my thick length as I hit the back of her throat. My head slams back against the pillow and my hands bury themselves in her silky hair, guiding her as she bobs up and down. The sight of my innocent nanny turned wanton goddess will forever be seared in my brain.
Before I can empty down her throat, I tug her off, needing to be buried inside her. I flip her onto her hands and knees and rub the broad head of my cock through her soaked folds, coating myself in her arousal. Then with one powerful thrust, I impale her tight pussy, stretching her open.
"Yes, Luca!" she cries as I begin to pound into her.
I wrap my arm around her, splaying my hand across her pregnant belly as I continue to drill her. My cock twitches at the knowledge that it's my child she's carrying—that I'm the one who fucked this baby into her perfect body.
Bending over her back, my hips maintaining their relentless rhythm, I whisper filthy, beautiful things in her ear. "You're mine, Dana. My love, my life, the mother of my children. Do you feel what you do to me? How hard you make me? I'm going to fuck this sweet cunt forever."
"Yes, yours! Only yours!" she sobs, tossing her head back.
"And these tits..." I squeeze her milk-heavy breasts and pluck at her sensitive nipples. "So full and ripe. I can't wait to suck them dry as I pump another baby into this belly."
Her pussy clenches like a vise at my dirty words and I know she's close. Reaching around, I rub tight circles over her aching clit, sending her flying over the edge with a silent scream.
Her molten walls ripple and squeeze my cock, milking me of my release. I slam into her one last time, erupting like a geyser and flooding her womb with my seed.
We collapse onto the bed, sweaty and sated. I gather my beautiful wife into my arms, softly stroking her hair and dropping kisses across her face. "Ti amo, Dana. Always and forever," I murmur.
She smiles sleepily and snuggles into my chest. "I love you too, Luca. More than anything."
As we drift off to sleep, our hands joined over her full belly, I thank the stars for giving me this incredible life. Dana and Matteo—and soon the little princess on the way—they are my heart, my home, my everything. And I will spend the rest of my days making sure they know it.