Page 100 of Matteo

Matteo Zacharra’s child.

Walking over to the shower, I turned it on and watched as it got foggy before stripping out of the pajamas.

Once I was under the hot spray, I let the water completely cascade down over me from head to toe. The Brazillian install was going to need to be re-tightened any way, so I didn’t fret. I just enjoyed the water, trying to let it wash away everything I didn’t want to think about.

My thoughts were so loud, that I didn’t even notice when Matteo pushed me up against the shower wall.

“Wh-” I sputtered. “What are you doing?”

He grinned down at me, as I wiped away water from my face. “I thought about it long enough. I know that you love me.”

“Mmm, what?” I whispered.

“And I can wait a thousand years for you to say the words. I know it probably scares you, that you could feel something like that…”

I glanced down and saw the bar on his dick gleaming, and instantly licked my lips. Being so close in proximity to him had my senses going crazy. He’d been in my bed for days just watching me rest and tending to me, but the one thing I’d wanted I hadn’t asked for.

I reached up and pulled him closer, my fingers tracing the lines of his chest. "I'm scared, Matteo, but not of you. I'm scared of the way you make me feel."

He cupped my face, his thumb caressing my cheek. "Then let me take that fear away, Rain. Let me love you the way you deserve. Let me love our child."

Slowly, he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a feather-light kiss. I parted my lips, inviting him deeper, needing to feel the connection between us desperately. I needed him to ease the throbbing that had developed between my legs. The throbbing that had existed for months since he’d last fucked me. The water cascaded over us as our kiss deepened, all thoughts of hesitation fading away.

Breaking the kiss, he rested his forehead against mine, our breath mingling. "Tell me you want this, Rain. Tell me you want me."

My fingers reached up tracing his jawline, feeling a faint lick of stubble there. “I want you, Matteo. I want both of you…And it scares me.”

Something flickered behind his eyes and I knew it was the dark entity inside of him. A low growl tore loose from his lips as his hands began to rove so low he was gripping my ass cheek so hard and firm, I began to pant slightly.

“I crave you,” Matteo said simply as if he were talking about some sort of desert.

He stared into my eyes before lifting me and automatically my legs wrapped around his waist. With one hand he braced against the wall, he used the other to guide his dick inside of my entrance.

Slowly, I sank down onto him, the piercing scratching that itch that only he could reach.

He moved slowly inside of me, watching me as my mouth parted.

“I’ve loved you, Rain, from the first moment I saw you,” he groaned pumping back up inside of me, stretching me.

“I noticed,” I pulled him down, his mouth hovering above my own. The water had started to cool but I hardly cared one bit. I was where I wanted to be, and with who I wanted to be with. “And now you have all of me. I love you.”

That did it.

My words brought Matteo to an earth-shattering climax and I followed soon after. Something incredible happened as flashes of things I’d never seen before exploded behind my eyes as his teeth dug into the side of my neck. I began to cum then at the moment, urged on by the feeling of my skin in his teeth.

Matteo standing at an altar, waiting for me to come down the aisle.

Our son being born.

A daughter blooming in my belly next.

I had to have been dreaming but I never wanted to wake up.

“I love you,” I whispered once more.

Matteo

Ipulled the baseball cap down low onto my head making sure that I wouldn’t be seen. I’d picked up a few pointers from Mason and Carmine about using the cover of darkness. My brothers had made art form out of it and I trusted them to teach me their shadowy ways.

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