by Blue Saffire
“Baby, I’m fine,” I reassure him. “Please, I need you.”
He dips his head to capture my lips in a sweet yet demanding kiss. His strokes are long, harder and torturously slow at first. I throw myself into the kiss, lifting my hips to meet his, trying my best to get more of him and faster. One of his hands releases mine as he reaches for my waist to still me. He breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to mine.
“I’ve wanted to feel you beneath me from the first time I laid eyes on you. I will not be rushed,” he demands through tight lips.
I clutch my pussy walls around him to show him I don’t just want more I need more. “Fuck,” he groans before thrusting into me hard but not giving up his slow pace. His other hand moves to my waist and slides beneath me to cup my ass.
His strokes become deeper and it is just what I need to reach my hovering peak. I throw my head back into the pillow arching into him and he swivels his hips intensifying my orgasm. My body jerks hard against his and he growls moving his face to my neck and licking my sweat soaked skin.
“Uri,” I shout as I claw at his back.
He just grunts, grabbing my legs and shifting them to his shoulders. If I thought he was deep before I had no idea what he was capable of. Before I even make it down from my high he starts to pound into me with earnest. This man knows my body so well and he takes complete advantage of that fact.
With each stroke he makes sure to hit my clit and stroke my g-spot and the swirling, thrusting combination he is holding control of while pounding me into the mattress just proves his mastery of my body.
“Oh God,” I gasp as I speed toward my second orgasm.
“That’s not my name Love. Get it right,” Uri rasps cockily. “You’re so wet, Baby. Tell me who owns this pussy.”
“You do,” I moan.
“Not good enough Love,” he grunts.
“You do Uri. It’s all yours. I love you,” I cry out.
Leaning forward and trapping my knees to my chest he plants a searing kiss to my lips. His demanding pounding and the taste of me on his lips fast track my assent. When he reaches one hand into my thick mane and tugs my head back I shatter completely.
“Yes,” Uri growls. “Come all over my cock. Squeeze me tight, Love.”
“So good Baby,” I say hoarsely.
“Valentina,” he bellows as his seed spills into me.
I can feel him pulsing and emptying every drop deep within. I bury my face in his neck as my own shaking and twitching comes to a slow. I can feel his heart racing against my own chest and I can’t help but feel like this is the most intimate that we have ever been.
In this moment I love this man more than I ever have. He was patient with me for a whole year. It was well worth the wait. Being chest to chest with him while in his arms is the safest place I have ever been. I didn’t even think to freak out once.
As if reading my mind he cups my face with one hand and pushes the hair from my face with the other. “How are you feeling,” he asks as his eyes search my face.
I give him a goofy grin as my lids become heavy. “Amazing,” I sigh dreamily.
He chuckles and kisses my nose. His face then becomes serious. “Flush the rest of your birth control. There will be nothing between us from here on out. It is time,” he says with no room for questioning or arguing.
My eyes fly wide open as I look into his eyes to read what he is really saying to me. A weight is lifted off my chest and my heart bursts open. I am so excited now to tell him our news. I laugh with joy and cup his face in my hands running my fingers through his beard.
“I haven’t had my birth control since I had to rush from the apartment in London,” I smile up at him. “I forgot to pack it in the rush and with everything that has been going on I forgot about it all together.”
His eyes flicker over my face as my words sink in. He seems to be calculating in his head for a moment before he frowns. I’m sure he is wondering how I am not already pregnant since we hump like bunnies.
“I will have Rebecca make an appointment for us to see a specialist,” he grumbles still frowning in thought.
I go to tell him that it will not be necessary to see a specialist. Both of our parts are working just fine, but his phone breaks the moment. Uri’s phone stays on all night with the night clubs and his businesses overseas always needing attention.
He rolls to his side pulling me with him to lie across his chest as he reaches for the phone and answers it. I snuggle into his side excited about what I plan to tell him the moment he is off the phone.
“Hello,” Uri grumbles into the phone then kisses the top of my head. I feel him stiffen beneath me as the voice on the other end comes through. He sits up still holding onto me. “Pamela, Bella what is it?”
I stiffen this time to hear him use such a term of endearment toward this woman I have never met. I strain to hear what she is saying on the other end but I’m not getting much. I look into Uri’s face to see if I can read anything there. His face is stern, his jaw set as he listens intently.
He bites out a low curse and pinches his eyes shut. “Pamela, I know all of this is a shock to you but are you sure you want to walk away like this,” he says softly. He listens for a beat and nods his head as if she can see. “Okay, okay. I will meet you at the address I text you when I hang up. We will straighten this all out… no Sweetheart this is what I do. You and the girls will be safe while you figure this out. I will be there in an hour.”
I pull from his hold and cross my arms over my chest. I know I am scowling hard at him. He has to be fucking kidding me. This will be the second time he has jumped from our bed for this woman. I am not going to just roll over this time. Last time it almost cost me my life.
Not that I can’t protect myself but this man claims that it is his job to do so and he can’t do his job if he is always running after this woman. Besides we were just in the middle of an important conversation. How does he think this is okay?
“I need to take care of this,” he says as he looks at me.
“Why?” I hiss.
He rolls his eyes and cups my face kissing first the tip of my nose and then my lips. “My friend and God daughters need me. Their safety is important to me. I will not sleep if I don’t get them settled. I promise once our world and Pamela’s world are not so volatile I will let you meet her to see she is no threat,” he says his last words more gently.
“Uri,” I start but press my lips. “Just forget it.”
I don’t want to tell him that I am pregnant just before he leaves me to run to some other woman’s rescue. He scowls at me while searching my face. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
“We will talk when I return. Don’t wait up. I will most likely be back tomorrow. If you need me call me,” he says as he throws on his clothes.
“What if I need you now,” I grumble.
He stops and sighs. “Do you? Because you come first, but understand this woman and her children are family. If you don’t need me right now, know that they do,” he says with a lifted brow.
“Whatever,” I snap and get off the bed heading for the bathroom. I slam the door behind me harder than I mean to. I squeeze my eyes shut. I know his heart and I shouldn’t be so pissed but I can’t help it right now.
CHAPTER THRITY TWO
I stand in the doorway after hanging up with Nate. The man sounds so wounded. It makes me think of my own woman who is royally pissed at me. I have to admit that a part of me feels like an arse for leaving after what we shared tonight. However, hearing the tears in Pamela’s voice and knowing that she really needs me tugged at something in me. The protector in me needed to insure she and the girls are safe.
“How are you holding up, Bella,” I ask from behind Pamela after watching her tears stain her cheeks as she stares out of the window. I am sure she is watching Nathan stand in the rain below.
“Was that him,” Pamela sniffles. I stepped out to take the call from Nathan. I’m sure she put two and two to
gether it is one of the things I admire about Pamela she has a quick mind, which once again reminds me of my wife.
“Yes, he is concerned about his family. I cannot fault him for that,” I say gently.
“I’m sorry about this. I know you have a life of your own,” Pam wipes at her tears. “I just didn’t know where else to go.”
“You did the right thing in calling me. We will get those little beauties to sleep and then we will talk. Although I have a feeling they are fussing because they miss their papa as much as I think their mama does,” I tell her with a lifted brow. I understand her being upset about being lied to.
I warned Nathan but he has done what he felt was best. I am not too sure I blame him. He did what he thought was best to keep her safe. If I could’ve shield Valentina from the truth of the monster within me I would have.
“I’m sure they are missing their bedtime story,” Pam says sadly. I hate seeing her like this. I can see how much she cares for Nathan. This is not like the feelings she had for Luca. This time she is really in love and when she is not upset it looks good on her. I was able to witness their love first hand months ago when I went to the hospital to see her and the girls after they were born. The christening has not happened yet to make me their official God father but I hold my title seriously already. “Uri, I don’t know what I’m doing, but I can’t go back now.”
“One day at a time, Pamela,” I reassure her. In reality I am talking to myself. I went from smoothing things over with Valentina and proposing to her being pissed at me. I won’t lie. There is something else she is holding from me but I was certain I would have all my answers before the night ended. That is until Pamela’s call came in. “We will take it one day at a time. For now you and the girls can have this place.”
“Oh,” Pam gasped. “Uri, I can’t let you do that.”
“You can and you will,” I wave her off. I will not have my family roaming around with nowhere to go, especially not with the state that Pamela is in at the moment.
“Uri, you are one of the kindest men I know. Some woman will be so lucky to have you,” Pam gives me a small smile.
I snort. “You women are too much work,” I chuckle as I think of the hole I will have to dig myself out of tomorrow.
“Oh, well you say that as if you have already found one,” Pam says excitedly. Until this moment I hadn’t realized how much I want Pamela and Valentina to meet. They are two of the most important people in my life. I think they will really hit it off.
“Don’t get too excited. It is even more complicated than your situation with Nate,” I shake my head as I think of all of the drama surrounding my marriage.
I love my wife and wouldn’t change the fact that I married her. I think of the way she came to me in London and smile inside. I had no clue that I would fall so hard for the young woman that drove me crazy. I thought I just craved her body back then but if I am honest with myself I know I fell in love with her from the first time I saw her in that store. I just hadn’t known then that that was what I was feeling.
“Well she must be special to have captured the heart of a man like you. I know for a fact not everyone knows the Uri I know,” Pamela muses with warmth in her voice, pulling me back to the present.
“She knows not this side either,” I say teasingly in a conspiratorial whisper.
I stroll over and pick up a whimpering Tiffany and start to sing to her in Italian. It is a song I remember my mum singing to me when I was little. As I look at the beautiful little girl in my arms I wonder what Valentina and my children will look like. Boy or girl I will love them just the same. I frown to myself as I think about what Valentina told me tonight. If she hasn’t been on her birth control since the incident in London then that was about nine months ago.
I feel a pit in my stomach as I wonder if something is wrong with me. What if I can’t give my wife a child? I have taken so many lives I wouldn’t be surprised if now I am being denied my own family. This will not stand. I will have Rebecca on top of this first thing in the morning.
Valentina has come such a long way and I know she will make a great mama. I kiss the top of Tiffany’s sandy blonde waves. I smile widely as she blinks her big green eyes at me. These girls are gorgeous. I will do my best to get them back in their father’s arms. I would lose my mind if I couldn’t hold my own babies in my arms.
I chuckle with amusement as the little beauty coos up at me as if she can already sing in Italian along with me. While Pamela is right that Valentina is special she is wrong about one thing. I am the lucky one to have Valentina in my life. I will make things right with my wife when I return home. I want a baby.
My lips lift into a smile as that realization slams into me. I look up at Pamela as the little one in my arms quiets down. “I will make you a deal. I am not their Papa but I tell a good story. How about I tell you ladies how I met my wife and then you can tell us how you met their Papa,” I say with a mischievous grin on my lips.
I have never heard how Pamela ended up with Nathaniel Briggs but knowing her I am sure it is an entertaining story. Pamela’s pretty brown eyes go wide in her pretty face. Her lips part but no words escape at first. I can see the questions in her eyes and the wheels turning in her head.
“Your wife,” she finally gasps out. “We have been friends for how long? How did I not know you had a wife?” Pamela asks with wrinkled brows.
“I did not have a wife during our time in London. Valentina and I have been married for a year now. Things are like I said complicated but if you want to hear about her I have time to share,” deep down I really want to tell my friend all about the love of my life.
“Well I am all ears now,” Pamela smiles.
“Great, well I met her first in a shoe store,” I begin. “You two little ladies will be fond of those when you get older. Your mama loves shoes.” I tease and wink at Pamela as I tell the girls a bedtime story of how I met the love of my life.
CHAPTER THRITY THREE
“I am tired of waiting. This should have been done with already. She has been married to that piece of shit for a year now. You have had reason to end this once and for all for an entire year. Why is it so hard to just follow the plan,” she shouts.
I am growing tired of all of this. I am sorry I ever got involved with the crazy bitch. Between Angela and my son I have had enough of this crap. Raphael is going to be the death of me if this woman doesn’t get me killed first.
“I grow tired of this. I cannot just start a war because you say. This takes care and time,” I grumble from behind my desk as I watch this woman closely.
“Don’t tell me about time. I am tired of waiting. I have worked too hard to make this happen. Vincent is screwing up all my plans. I thought I’d be rid of Shannon. He isn’t pushing her into this marriage. He has been doting over the other one since he let her marry the other Donati. You have to do something and soon,” she snaps.
“I don’t think going after Valentina and Uri is wise despite what you and Raphael think,” I say for the millionth time.
“You have to be kidding me,” she growls. “What are you not understanding? I want my husband’s undivided attention, I want what should have been mine from the beginning, I want the Caprisi Empire. Shannon’s marriage promises me both the Donati and Caprisi name but right now that all could crumble and land into Valentina’s lap. I still don’t trust Vincent not to find some way to screw this up. I need his daughter and that British dog put down.”
Her voice is grating on my nerves. When she came to me years ago with talk of taking over the Caprisi family I was young and dumb and all for it. I had even promised it all to Raphael since he was a small boy. That was my mistake as well. The boy has since become obsessed with not only the Caprisi family Empire but with Vincent’s daughter Valentina.
There is something in the girl’s eyes. I believe the rumors that she is a trained killer. Raphael is too stubborn and arrogant to listen to me. That girl is trouble, I saw it years ago. I realize
d then as well that this arrangement with Angela was a mistake.
“You listen to me,” I hiss. “This is not what I signed up for. Had I any clue that you would go after his wife and innocent daughters I would not have helped you put this mess in motion.”
“Oh please you are just as guilty in all of this as I am. Vincent has never figured it out so why are you hesitating to finish the job now?” This crazy winch spats.
“This is all a waste of my time,” I wave my hand at her dismissively.
“Waste of time? You want to know what is a waste of time? I have spent years with a man that looks right through me. It is as if I don’t exist. I have loved him and done everything I can to help him get over his precious wife. But does he see that? No! He only sees his precious little whores,” she seethes.
I wrinkle my brows and look at her in disbelief. “How can you speak of your own daughter like that? I can see your distaste for Valentina. I’m sure you never meant for her to survive in the first place but Shannon is your own flesh and blood,” I say in disgust.
“If you think that little twit is my daughter you are just as big a fool as my husband. Do you think this all started when I came to you. I have been planning all of this from the time he chose to marry that mutt over me,” she flips her hand at me then flips her hair over her shoulder. “I bet you didn’t even know that his precious Khayla had a sister. They were Irish twins, only ten months apart and looked almost identical. Iman was fairer skinned than Khayla which I hoped would work in my favor, which as you can see it did.
“Vincent was so distraught over his beloved it wasn’t hard to get what I needed. All I had to do was wait until he drank himself into a stupor. The fool actually thought she was Khayla coming back to him. He had no problem fucking her even though he had just married me. Ghost or no ghost he never even stopped to think about his new bride.
“You see Iman was a junkie. Her family had disowned her because of it. I’d held that card close and it came in handy. I made a few promises so long as she stayed clean long enough to have the baby. She knew nothing of her sister’s husband and could care less about the man I was setting up. It was like taking candy from a baby. I pretended to be pregnant and nine months later Iman handed over Shannon and I handed her the high of her life.