by C. M. Steele
"Wow, so it's a wonder why you even let me have your special gift." I didn’t deserve her with the way I acted. Not that I’d let her go, but there was no doubt I got really fucking lucky.
She blew out a harsh breath and continued, "At first, I hated that you judged us, but it was the same way I felt about half of my family. Nicole's an exception for me. Her heart is good even though she was taught wrong. That's what upset me. Well that and not being able to fit in."
"I'm sorry. I promise I'm not a total asshole. This whole surprise wedding and baby got the better of me.”
"Oh, I know. I spoke to Anna at the table and she sang your praises. You read to the kids in the village. That's freaking awesome for a busy man like yourself to devote time to others."
I looked at her and said what was in my head. "I don't want you to leave, Danielle."
She shook her head at me and I knew it wasn’t going to be as simple as I wanted. She was going to be the mother of my children and my wife. I understood my brother’s choice and everything as soon as I let go of my irrational attitude. Seeing Danielle and her smile at another man settled it for me. "I can't lose my job."
I don’t think she understood where I was coming from and what I wanted from her. "Danielle, I don't know what you do, but have you seen this house?"
"This isn't a house; it's a mansion,” she replied, her eyes laughingly bugging out.
"Exactly, amore, you do not need to work,” I said, running my hand through her hair.
She sat up in the bed, ready to fight me on this. "Stop, cara," I said, grabbing hold of her.
"This was special to me, but I can't give up everything for a fling," she complained.
I quickly pressed her back onto the bed and stretched over her, straddling her body. "This isn't a fling. I haven't had sex in over six years. I had this place built so I could raise a large family. No other woman has graced this bed. No other shall. I told you earlier there was no going back.” It was true. I had bought the house with starting a family in mind. I just hadn’t found the woman I wanted to join me. With Danielle, I wanted it all. She couldn’t leave because she’s the one I wanted to grow old and gray with.
“I didn’t take you seriously,” she blurted out, looking at me with a surprised expression.
“I thought you understood that I was more than attracted to you. Those words weren’t just to get you in my bed. They were to keep you there.”
“But…” I put a finger to her lips, silencing her so that I could say what I needed to say.
“But nothing. I was being an asshole and before the wedding was over, I was sure that I’d been wrong, and Anna proved to me that I was a bigger ass than I thought.”
She scrunched her brow in confusion. “How? We didn’t talk much about me.”
“No, see I thought the book you were reading was about how to ensnare men. I’d never read it before, so I picked it up and read the first line, I assumed the worst.”
“That’s funny. Why are you so suspect about women? Have you been with a lot of gold diggers?”
“The last woman I was with tried to play like she was pregnant with my baby. It wasn’t true and I refused to marry her until a test was done. That was when she dropped the whole pregnancy scam. A year later, she trapped another guy who was rich and drained his account. Of course, there was no baby in that story either. She was probably still playing that game.” She hugged me as though I needed comfort. That woman was nothing to me. It was her lasting impression that made me cynical. Hell, I couldn’t remember what she looked like anymore.
I held her at arm’s length so I could finish. Her hard nipples were pressing against my chest and the blood flow was going straight south. I needed to tell her while I had a thought left in my head. “But it wasn’t her that bothered me. I just saw that it was a habit with women. When I was about two years old, my family almost lost the shirts off our backs. My grandfather owned the vineyard and had been carrying on with his mistress. My father ran the company but wouldn’t inherit it until my grandfather died. His mistress tricked him and spent all his money, embezzling until we were a million in the hole. It took my father’s intelligence and ingenuity to turn the company from red to black.”
“Wow, so your distrust is long growing. Now I get why you didn’t want me.”
“Yes, and I’m really sorry about it. In my stupidity of what I believed was proper, I actually thought that Vincenzo or I should have been with Ms. Rossi, but neither of us thought of her like that.”
“Well, she is beautiful and a caring person. It would make sense. Are you attracted to her?” I could sense the jealousy and hurt. I hadn’t meant for that. I’d never desired Ms. Rossi in any way. In fact, I never called her by her first name because I didn’t see her as anything more than a sweet educator.
“God, no. I just thought she was the kind of woman that we should marry: smart, pretty, hardworking, and caring. Nothing like the women we knew. Well, at least until I met you,” I confessed.
She arched her brow and replied sarcastically, “Nice save on that one.”
“I’m serious. On paper, she would be right, but I saw her as nothing more than a school teacher.”
“Well that’s great because I think the Duke has it bad for her, and the way he followed her every move it was clear he wanted her.”
“Really? That’s good. She deserves a good man. There’s not many in the village.”
“Oh, so you’re the best the village has to offer? I think I should go for a walk just to be sure.”
“The fuck you will. There’s no men in the village. And if there was I’d have to cut their eyes out.” She started laughing, and well, I was serious so I needed to remind her who she belonged to. I placed my constantly hard cock against her heat and pushed into her depths. She stopped laughing, but she did give me a pleased smile.
“Is this the way you plan to settle arguments?” she asked with a mischievous smirk.
“It does feel like a very good way to get you to do what I want.”
“You’re lucky I think you’re handsome.”
“Damn, then I’m going to need to find the fountain of youth or make you fall madly in love with me.”
“Already halfway there.”
“That’s what I want to hear.” I thrust into her one more time and we both came hard, my cum filling her up. I growled with satisfaction at the possibility of making our baby.
Chapter 12
Danielle
Two months later…
I'd fallen asleep in the library, something that seemed to be a regular occurrence. I was about two months pregnant now so resting was becoming a habit. I could feel him approaching like he always did. It had become a bit of a game that led to sweet lovemaking and a nice nap together.
Marco asked the same thing every time. It was a question he had from the first time he caught me sleeping in here, but didn’t ask. The time when I was an unwelcome guest. “Who’s William?” he growled.
“My lover that stalks my dreams,” I replied saucily with my eyes closed.
“Well, I’m going to have to make you forget him.” He pulled my legs down from the sofa and parted my thighs. I was just wearing a thin dress since summer was here and well, I knew he was coming home for lunch.
“I don’t think you can, Marco,” I replied in mock sadness.
“We’ll see about that,” he stated, undoing his pants. I shivered with anticipation, biting my lip and running my hand along the tops of my breasts. He knelt down before me, his mouth covering mine, kissing me hard and possessively. I sighed, feeling his hand slip under my dress and grazing the edge of my panties. Roughly he pushed them aside and quickly thrust into me.
“Marco,” I moaned, tossing my head against the edge of the back of the sofa. He yanked my dress down and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I cried out and looked down at my lover. I was going to come; I couldn’t stop myself. “Marco, I’m coming,” I cried out, pushing my hips up and squeezing his cock.
“I believe so, but it was a close one,” I teased.
“I can’t have that. I guess I’m going to be a little late getting back to the vineyard,” he growled, climbing onto the sofa and bringing me over him and onto his cock for another round. I loved this man.
Epilogue
Two years later…
Danielle
I sat in the garden with the spring sun heating my face. As it happened, it was my birthday and I was now twenty-four. Nicole just arrived and we were supposed to have a family picnic, but the men decided a large party would be better. I wasn’t feeling up to it right now, but I loved that man so much I couldn’t live without him, and he seemed thrilled to have everyone together to celebrate the day I was born.
Duke Malcolm and Duchess Anna were in town visiting her family, so they were stopping by as well. Marco’s parents were visiting us again. It had become a regular thing because they wanted to play with our son, Giorgio. He was a perfect little boy and everyone wanted to play with him.
I rubbed my large belly and tried not to groan when the baby ninja kicked me for the tenth time in the last hour. Marco asked me all day if I was okay and I didn’t think I was fooling him. Reaching for my glass, I took a large drink of my lemonade. “So, does Marco know you’re in pain?” Nicole asked.
“I think he does; after all, the man knows my every mood without a word from me.”
“You make it sound like a bad thing.” She was trying not to laugh at me, but with the pain this baby was causing I wasn’t in the laughing mood. My temper was getting hotter with every exaggerated movement from the baby.
“Only because he tries to take care of me,” I muttered.
“Again, it’s a bad thing?”
Gruffly, I bit out, “It is when we’re trying to get through a day like today.”
“Okay, I totally agree with that. Vincenzo made me take naps at least once a day when I was pregnant with the first baby. Now, he knows I will bite his head off if he tells me what to do.”
“That’s what you tell her, but we know that’s bullshit, Nicole,” Vincenzo said, walking up to her and bending in for a kiss. I couldn’t believe it was a true love match, but it was. Marco and I weren’t any better. By the time we went to bed our first night together, I knew I loved him. Although, I refused to admit it, even to this day.
“Wife, are you telling lies, too?”
“Nope. Telling her you’re an ass,” I replied with an innocent smile.
“But we already knew that,” Nicole added.
“Hello!” Anna shouted from the entrance to the garden. I was on my feet hugging her tightly. We became the best of friends over the years and I took over sometimes for Marco at the school even after Anna moved away and a new teacher took over.
“I’m so glad you made it,” I said with a grunt.
“Dani, are you okay?” she asked. I felt the world closing in on me and I was falling, but Marco had me in his arms in a flash and rushed me into the house. He laid me down on the nearest sofa and shouted for someone to call a doctor.
“I’m fine, Marco,” I muttered, looking at him but barely seeing him.
Marco
I thought I was going to have a fucking heart attack. Here I was holding my son in my arms about ten minutes after my wife collapsed. Her pain hit her so hard she blacked out for a moment, then woke up screaming, “The baby’s coming.” I was down on my knees in front of her legs, pulling off her pants and underwear so that I could see if the baby was coming. I could see the dark hair peeking through her pussy. Our housekeeper brought a sheet to cover her, and the guys, thankfully, stayed outside. Anna and Nicole looked on to see my youngest push his way free, two weeks earlier than expected and giving everyone a nervous breakdown.
Within an hour, we were at the hospital and both my lovely wife and my new little man were doing well. That was all I could ask for.
“I love you, Danielle,” I whispered to her. I knew what she was going to say and I waited.
“I’m more than halfway in love with you, too,” she muttered half asleep. I knew she loved me, but it was our little quirky thing and I wouldn’t change it. The woman stole my heart and had no intention of ever giving it back. Damn, she was beautiful. I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on her lips and sat by her side while she rested.
Six weeks later…
Danielle
Marco was in the shower getting ready to go to dinner, but he had no idea I had other plans. The candles were lit and everything was ready. With a mansion, it was easy for my in-laws to keep the babies in another wing so that my lover, my Lord, my husband could take me all night long without interruption. After Daniel was born, I got on the pill because Marco said his heart could only take so many shocks in such a short time. I had to admit it scared me, too. Everything had been fine, I just went into active labor way too quickly.
I took off all my clothes, save for the heels I wore the day we met. I missed my lover. He held me every night with his cock jabbing me in the ass and spine. I wanted him and I would not be refused. I heard the door open and I got into position.
The towel hit the floor and my lover’s cock bobbed for me.
Marco
Stepping out of the shower, I hadn’t expected such a sight. My wife of two plus years was laying on the bed with her knees bent and her thighs parted. She had on the fuck me heels from Nicole’s wedding and our first night together. I was already half hard thinking about what she planned to wear on our date and wondering if I would make it to dinner. I stepped out of the shower to my own personal buffet. On her sweet pussy there was a sign shaped like a heart that said, “Dinner is served”
She was a vision and a half. Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders in sexy waves. Her perfect tits were semi-hard, just waiting for my touch, and I wanted to touch all of her. Six weeks had been too much for me. That was one of the drawbacks of putting a baby in her belly, but fuck if I didn’t love seeing her belly swell.
I slowly approached the bed, stroking my cock as I walked. I licked my lips, wetting them in anticipation. “I can’t tell what I want to do first. I do have to say I’m quite hungry.” I climbed over the bench at the end of the bed, working my way up in between her thighs to feast on my appetizer.
She bit her lip as I blew on her glistening, wet pussy. She had her sticky juices slipping out of her slit. I pressed my mouth to her heat, making her moan loudly. “Do I have to cover your mouth, my love?”
“The boys are with your parents in the east wing for the night.”
“Then by all means, scream your heart out. I want to hear my name coming from your lips as I make you come.” I pressed my tongue against her clit, then circled her pussy over and over again as she moaned. Her thighs tightened every time I hit the sweet spot. Slipping two fingers into her soaking wet cunt, she clenched around them, coming for me.
“My God, Marco,” she cried out.
“Yes. Yes, I am,” I answered, rising up and positioning my cock at her tight pussy. I had to remember to be gentle. It has been way too long and my cock was full as fuck. Didn’t want to hurt my girl, so slow loving was a must. Later on she’d get the dick hard and fast like I knew she loved.
I pushed in and dipped my head to take her hard nipple. She was still feeding the baby, but tonight was daddy’s turn. Her milk was like a damn command to knock her up again. I don’t know what it was, but the taste sent my testosterone through the roof and I wanted everyone to see that I impregnated her over and over again. She arched her back as I sucked. With one arm supporting my weight, I used the other to play with her other breast. It started to leak and I couldn’t let her milk go to waste, so I switched as I continued to stroke in and out of her.
“More, Marco. Harder.”
My eyes rolled back in my head with her plea. I picked up the pace, fucki
ng her to the point that we were both sweating and begging to come. “Come, love.”
“I’m coming, Marco,” she screamed, her hands gripping the sheets hard as she came for the second time. And the night was still young.
Nine Months later…
Danielle
“Hi, my baby girl. Daddy loves you,” Marco whispered to our latest baby. The pills couldn’t stop our passion, and less than a month later I found out I was pregnant.
Marco had a hard time sitting still since the pills didn’t work, he got a vasectomy and his boy parts were a bit sore. If that didn’t work, we were going to be filling up all the rooms in the mansion the way we were.
I guess he felt my stare because he looked at me. “I think we should name her Nicole. If it wasn’t for her, we would have never met.”
“I agree. If she hadn’t begged me to come, I wouldn’t have been a perfect wedding guest.”
“Si. You, my sweet angel, will be named Nicole.” I watched as my husband lost it over another female and my heart was beyond full. Three babies and a man I couldn’t live without.
The End