Page 98 of Ruthless Vengeance
My hand still rests on my stomach as it flutters with nerves, but I figure now is a better time than any to tell Marco that I’m pregnant.
“What if I told you we made an encore?”
His brows furrow slightly as he looks at me, but then the words click, and his expression changes to one of utter amazement.
“Are you serious?” he breathes, rising slowly from the chair so as not to jostle Zoe too much. “You’re…you’re pregnant?”
I nod as a rogue tear slips down my cheek. “The doctor confirmed it today. That’s what’s been making me so sick.”
“Clara…”
“I know it’s a complete surprise, but?—”
Marco turns his back on me to put Zoe down in the crib, all without saying a word. For the briefest moment, I fear he might be upset, but before the thought can fully form, he’s crossing over to me and wrapping me up in his arms.
“Marco.” I wrap my legs around his waist and let him carry me out of the room.
“You’re pregnant,” he murmurs in my ear, as if he can’t quite believe it.
“I know.”
He carries me next door to our bedroom.
I need to know. “Are you happy about this?”
Marco sets me down on the bed and crawls over me, caging me inside his strong arms as he looks down at me with such love and adoration that I can’t stop myself from crying.
“I can’t think of anything I want more than to have another child with you, love.” He bends down to kiss me.
His touch is gentle and grounding, and I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him closer, needing to feel the warmth and strength of his body.
“Areyouhappy?”
I nod, my throat too thick with emotion to speak. “I can’t believe we’re having another baby.”
Marco pulls back and rests a hand against my lower stomach, looking down at me with such adoration in his eyes that it makes me cry even more.
“Clara, this is such incredible news!” He laughs as he slides his hand beneath my shirt so he can press it against my bare skin. “But I’m sorry it’s making you so sick.”
“It’s worth it,” I say through the tears and Marco bends down to press a kiss to my stomach.
“We must be really good at making babies.” He chuckles, his breath tickling my skin.
“I think we might want to keep up with practice, though. Wouldn’t want to lose our expertise.”
Marco’s brows shoot up as he looks up at me. “Oh, yeah?”
“You know…just in case.”
Marco crawls back up my body until he settles himself between my thighs.
“Practice makes perfect.” He kisses me deeply.
My body melts against his touch, and I part my lips to give him better access to my mouth.
His answering moan as his tongue strokes against mine has my entire body coming alive with pleasure as he moves his hips, and he is hard and ready against my core.
“Marco.” A familiar ache starts to build between my legs.
