Page 69 of Mafia And Taken

Goddamnit, I wanted her to be with me willingly, for this woman to feel the same way about me as I felt about her.

She stirred beside me, and as her eyelids fluttered open, I gave her a smile. “Good morning. How did you sleep?”

I saw the exact moment she recalled what had happened last night, as the peace left her expression and was replaced with a look of panic.

“What did you do to me last night?” Her fingers flew to her neck as she remembered the syringe I had injected her with. “Did you drug me?” Her words shot at me in accusation.

“Yes,” I replied simply.

The pitch of her voice increased. “But why?” Her sudden movement made her wince, and she pulled down the sheet to examine where the pain was coming from. She was so rattled that she didn’t even notice or care that in doing so, she revealed her sumptuous nakedness to me, making my dick instantly rock hard.

Not only were her tits gorgeous, but I couldn’t stop my mind thinking about how in a few months they would hopefully become heavy and engorged with milk, and her nipples would turn into ripe peaks which would feed our child.

“Why did you drug me?” Cate asked again, her words jolting me away from my thoughts.

“Because it was the easiest way.”

Her fingers gingerly ran over the dressing. “What have you done to me? Did youcutme again?”

“Yes, but it was for good reason. I needed the doctor to give you an implant.”

Her face slightly relaxed. “For contraception? But I’m already on birth control.”

“No. It’s an implant with fertility drugs. It will help you become pregnant more quickly.”

“Pregnant?” she practically yelled. “And fertility drugs? What the hell, Alessio? What in God’s name makes you think thatI want to have a baby with you?”

It was a struggle not to let her words anger me. “You are my wife now. You must know that it is expected that you will produce babies with me. That is one of the main purposes of an arranged marriage, after all.”

“Any marriage, whether arranged or not, should involve both parties deciding when—and if—they want children. It shouldn’t be up to the caveman husband to drug his wife so that he can implant her with further drugs while she is unconscious.”

With Cate’s flustered movements, the sheet was now halfway down her legs. She stilled as she glimpsed down. “What’s on my thighs?” Her eyes darted back up to mine. “Is this…your cum?”

“Yes.”

“Did you do this while I was unconscious?” Her tone was harsh as her eyes narrowed.

“You were still conscious.”

“I don’t remember it, so I couldn’t have been,” she snapped.

“You got wet as soon as I stroked your pretty pussy, and you moaned my name. Which means that you weren’t completely out of it.”

Her mouth opened and then closed. “You’re unbelievable,” she hissed, scrambling from the bed with the sheet wrapped tightly around her and rushing into the bathroom.

Soon, I heard the sound of the shower, and when I walked into the bathroom a minute later, I could see her through the clear glass as she furiously washed my seed from her inner thighs.

She might easily have washed away what was visible on her skin, but she wouldn’t be able to wash away the cum I had spurted deep into her tight pussy last night.

And I planned to be doing a lot more of that from now on.

After Cate had finished her shower and dried off, she wrapped her soft robe around herself and went to her make-up bag on the counter.

As she rummaged in it, I knew exactly what she was looking for—she always followed exactly the same routine each morning.

She spun on her heel and glared at me. “What have you done with my birth control pills?”

“You obviously won’t be needing them anymore. I told you, I want you to have my baby now.”

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