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“What did you do?”
I rolled my shoulders. “Nothing. But the Basiles might have something to do with the lack of people on the beach.”
Alex flipped open the top of the basket and rifled through the contents. She uncapped a bottle of water and handed one to me.
I moved her between my thighs and rubbed my hand over her stomach, something I’d done from the moment we got the paternity test results.
Alex leaned back against my chest. “This is perfect. Thank you for arranging our trip.”
“It’s my fault we have to travel in secret.”
She sipped from the bottle, staring at the water. “We’re in this together.” Alex moved her hand over mine and held it against her stomach. “We have to protect our child. Once wereturn to Devil’s Creek, I’m not leaving the estate until you find out who’s trying to kill Drake.”
“I have a team assembling a birthing room at the house while we’re gone. You’ll have access to everything you need to deliver Leo.”
She wanted to name our first child after one of her favorite artists, Leonardo da Vinci. Leonardo Arlo Salvatore was the first of many children I planned to raise with Alex. My father had given his life to protect our family and bring us together. I still thought of him every single day; not a moment passed when I didn’t wonder if he was watching us.
After our dad’s death, Marcello agreed to work with me at Salvatore Global. Alex still needed him, and even I wasn’t ready to let my brother return to working with Alpha Command overseas for months. I had assumed the CEO position, leaving Marcello in charge of the daily operations.
Marcello had complained at first. He hated office politics and didn’t like sitting behind a desk. His talents were suited for battle. But with Rhiannon O’Shea in his life and my father no longer around to intervene, he was beginning to adjust to civilian life. It would just take time.
Alex moved my hand between her thighs and shoved her panties to the side. I slid my finger up and down her wet slit, loving the sight of her letting go as I pushed inside her.
“I love the pregnancy hormones.”
She moaned as I withdrew my fingers and plunged into her once more. “I’m horny all the time. It’s like I can’t get enough of you.”
“That’s not a bad problem to have.”
I rolled my thumb over her clit with my fingers filling her up as I sucked her earlobe into my mouth. She shuddered with each wave of pleasure that moved throughout her body.
After she came, Alex turned around and climbed onto my lap, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. She pushed up my shirt, her soft hands tracing over my scars, feeling the smooth ridges with the pads of her fingers. I stripped off my shirt, allowing her full access. She kissed my shoulder and slowly made her way down my chest.
Whenever she kissed a scar, I wondered how she helped me heal. Without Alex, I would never have been capable of love. She showed me kindness from the moment we met, something I hadn’t experienced since my mother was alive. And because of her, I could show our children the same love and compassion. I would never be cruel and cold like my father had been with me.
As we kissed, we removed each other’s clothing and bared to one another with nothing more than the waves crashing from a distance. I gripped her hips and lowered her onto my cock. She cried out as I filled her.
“Slow, Luca.” She rubbed her hand over my chest. “Make love to me.”
I bounced her up and down on my cock, taking my time. “I am, baby.”
Alex leaned forward, pressing her palms to my chest as her tongue swept into my mouth. My skin burned as heat coursed through my veins, creating a fire beneath my skin. After our lips parted, she stared down at me, looking beautiful and wild. I loved her more than anything in this world.
I kissed her neck, sucking and biting as she gripped my arms. Rocking my hips, I stared into her eyes. She moaned my name, whispering that she loved me. Right as she was about to come, I massaged her clit, and she unraveled like a ball of yarn, our orgasms rolling over us in unison.
Out of breath and sweaty, she rested her forehead against mine and gave me a peck on the lips. “I love you, Luca.”
I hugged her. “I love you, too, baby girl.”