CHAPTER 87 - RED
CHAPTER
Red
SHE’S CLOSE - the way her walls clench around my cock, show me that and as I hook Arianna’s legs up with my elbows to drive deeper, my kiss becomes almost feral in its intensity.
I’m not too far away from coming myself.
Rotating my hips, her fractured moans and the way her hands fist my hair bring me closer. “Fuck, princess, this is...”
What is it? Amazing? Hot?
Everything - that’s what it is.
Grabbing my buttocks, she widens for me, urging me deeper, but I hold back, nervous of going too hard or deep.
“It won’t hurt the baby,” she moans. “Please, Red. I need you deeper. Harder. Oh, God...”
Knowing that this gorgeous creature is carrying a child that I’ve placed inside her pushes me over the brink into neverland. “Your wish is my command,” I growl, driving harder, deeper and faster, her juices flowing thick and fast as I tilt my hips. “Anything you want, princess. Always anything.”
I feel the surge coming, but I need to hang on. “Come for me.” Sweat drips from my brow onto Arianna’s cheek, and I lick it off, my tongue then moving to her lips. Her mouth is open, a silent scream building inside her as her orgasm reaches its pinnacle.
Her sexy moan as she releases, her body juddering as her orgasm crashes through her and the rhythmic pulsing of her channel pushes me into orbit and I empty into her, thrusting until the last drop of my seed is milked.
Enfolding her in my arms, I hold her tight. “Are you okay, beautiful?” I brush away a strand of her mussed hair. Remaining like this forever would be my dream.
“Mmm,” she murmurs. “I’m more than okay.”
We remain in sated silence for some time with me stroking her hair, her fingers tracing my inked chest. I’m halfway to falling asleep when she speaks.
“Red?”
“Hmm?”
“What was the envelope Liam gave you? It looked like it might be a Christmas card.” Arianna props herself up on her elbow, her eyes sparkling with delight.
“I know it’s a bit early for cards, but it will be the first one we’ve had with both of our names on.
” She giggles - a sound I love more than anything.
“And this time next year, there will be three names on the card...”
I break into a wide smile at the thought.
It pleases me more than she knows to see her name alongside mine, and to have our child on there too is something I never imagined.
I never thought I’d be in this position - not with someone I truly loved, yet here I am.
I’m one lucky son of a bitch. “To be honest, I’d forgotten about the envelope, but since you’re so excited, I’ll look now. ”
Reluctantly breaking contact, I lean over to the chair my jacket is slung over and stick my hand inside the pocket. Waving the envelope above her, I grin. “Do you want to open it, or shall I?”
“Let’s do it together.”
I can’t wipe the silly smile off my face. Little things are sometimes the important ones.
Arianna’s still giggling as we take it in turns to tear small bits off the envelope. If any of my men saw me doing this, they’d think I’d lost the plot, but I’m too happy to care.
“That doesn’t look like a Christmas card.” Arianna frowns, tugging the contents from the envelope. “Oh, my God!”
“What?” Suddenly fully awake and alert, I grab the card from her hand. It is a card, but it’s not a Christmas card. It’s a plain card with nothing on it apart from two sentences of bold writing. And those two sentences smash my bliss.
I'm out of bed within seconds to flick on the main bedroom light. I stare at the plain white card under the bright illumination, but the words remain the same.
Arianna’s face crumples. “How do they know? How the hell do they know? They’ll kill me,” she sobs. “They’ll take our baby. They... they think it’s Luca’s. Oh, God!”
Arianna hugs her knees to her chest, tears cascading down her beautiful face. “They’re taking no child.” I’m shaking with rage. How dare they upset her like this. How dare they even think about threatening that child. My child.
The warm glow in the aftermath of sex simultaneously drains out of us both.
“But how do they know?” she repeats. “I don’t understand.”
“It must have been one of those men today. We told no one else. One of those bastard allies of your father’s must have links to the Eredità della Luce, and when I discover which one it is, I’ll...”
“Wait!” Arianna’s eyes widen. “It can’t be. Think about it. Liam gave you this card before we went to the meeting, so whoever sent this knew of my pregnancy beforehand.”
I still. She’s right. Then who? “It’s not my brothers, Cal or Dario. I know you told Maria too, but she wouldn’t have said anything. For fuck’s sake, we only told everyone today. The only other people who knew before that were us.”
“Then who is it? Oh, Red, I’m scared.” Arianna reaches for the card, but I won’t let her. She will not see those words ever again.
I pull her into my arms. No one threatens my wife and gets away with it, and certainly no one will even breathe who threatens my child. “I promise you, no one is taking you or our baby.” I keep her head pressed against my chest.
As it suddenly dawns on me, the pounding of my heart increases to a pace that threatens to blow it through my rib cage.
Snatching up my phone, I text my brothers, Dario and Cal. They won’t appreciate being pulled in for a meeting at this time of night, but this can’t wait until morning.
“What are you doing?”
With the sobs still coursing through Arianna’s body, every drop of my blood boils in my veins.
“There’s someone else spying on us, and there are two scenarios here: either some other fucker has access to our private conversations or that cunt, Dave, planted two listening devices, of which we only found one. ”
And I’m finding out which one of those it is.