Page 23 of Spider (Hades Abyss MC #1)

Even though I hadn’t been able to reach Teller, I had spoken to Torch.

Once, at any rate. If she’d been so scared, why hadn’t someone told her that I was all right?

It was ridiculous that she’d worried herself sick when I was perfectly fine, and if Torch knew, then it was likely that several Dixie Reapers had known that as well.

His officers at the very least. I’d be having words with Torch before the night was over, whether I was on his territory or not.

“I-I thought you were d-dead.”

“Gonna take more than that to kill me,” I said.

“I convinced her to take the master bedroom,” Teller said. “I think the two of you could use some alone time. The girls and I will head out for a walk.”

I gave him a nod and lifted Luciana into my arms, then carried her to the back of the house.

I opened two doors before I finally found what seemed to be her room.

The clothes she’d been wearing the day we’d met her father were washed and folded on the dresser.

After I shut the door, I carried her into the bathroom and eased her down onto the counter.

There was a stack of folded cloths so I grabbed one and ran it under some cool water, then pressed it to her face, dabbing at her tears and hoping it would calm her down.

“I had a reason to stay alive,” I told her. “Three of them.”

Her lip trembled and she started crying again, gripping my arms tight.

“Luciana? What’s wrong?”

“I lost them,” she said softly. “I lost the babies.”

I gathered her close and breathed in her scent. “I’m so damn sorry, sweetheart. I know you were looking forward to having them.”

“Now I’ll never be a mother,” she said, her words cutting me deep. It was my fault she felt that way. If I hadn’t been snipped, then I could possibly give her some kids.

“We’ll adopt,” I said. “Lots of kids out there need a home. Look at me, Luciana.”

She pulled back and her gaze held mine.

“I love you. So damn much,” I said. “The doctor warned us the babies weren’t doing well, hadn’t developed properly.

Maybe it’s for the best. You could have gotten into the delivery room and had two stillborn kids.

Or maybe we’d have been lucky and they’d have lived.

Everything happens for a reason, Luciana. ”

“Everything?” she asked, and I knew she was thinking about her past.

“I hate what happened to you. If I could wipe the earth of all rapists, then I would. But the fact your father didn’t want you, treated you so badly, is what brought you to me. I’m so fucking glad to have you in my life, Luciana. You’re my entire world.”

She snuggled against me. “You’d really be willing to adopt?”

“Of course. Anything you want.” And I did mean anything.

When I’d had my vasectomy, the doc had mentioned it might be possible to reverse it.

There was no guarantee, and I’d had it done so damn long ago I didn’t think the chances were good, but I could always look into it if that’s what Luciana wanted.

I kissed her, soft and slow. Luciana moaned and leaned in closer, then stopped. “We can’t.” She placed her hand on my chest. “Not yet. The doctor said I’m still healing. He suggested I wait two weeks. There’s still a bit of bleeding.”

“I wish I had known, had been here.”

“Where were you?” she asked.

“The D.E.A. was on the clubhouse doorstep when I left the airstrip. I had to get that shit sorted out before they decided to arrest all of us. I tried to call Teller, but he never answered.”

She ran her fingers through my beard. “I’m just glad you’re here. I missed you, and I love you so much.”

“Love you too, baby girl.” I kissed her again. “Let’s take a shower, then rest a bit. It was a long-ass drive down here. I promise I won’t do anything I shouldn’t.”

She smiled and nodded.

I started the shower, letting the water get nice and hot.

I helped Luciana out of her clothes, then removed mine.

We stepped into the shower and I shut the glass door.

I took my time washing her, being as gentle as I could for fear of hurting her.

After she rinsed, she grabbed the soap and started cleaning me.

A mischievous look crossed her face as she neared my cock.

Her soap-slicked hand wrapped around my shaft, and she stroked it hard, tugging just the right amount.

When she added a twist to her stroke, I damn near came.

“Have to get you good and clean.” Her lips tilted up in a smile. When I was seconds from spilling my release all over her hand, she rinsed me off, then dropped to her knees.

“Luciana. You don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” she said, lapping the head of my cock. “Now use me, Spider.”

“Use you?”

She nodded. “Take what you need from me.”

I groaned as she licked my shaft. Fucking hell. She was trying to kill me.

“Open up, baby girl. Open wide.”

Her lips parted and I fisted her hair, tipping her head a little. I pushed my cock into her mouth.

“That’s it. You’re going to take it all, aren’t you?”

She hummed her agreement.

“This is going to be fast and hard, baby girl. Need you too much. Relax your throat.”

She placed her hands on my thighs and I started fucking her mouth with long, deep strokes. She greedily sucked me and it wasn’t long before my balls were drawing up and I was seconds away from exploding.

“Fuck, baby girl. Gonna come.”

She hummed at me again.

“Swallow for me.”

Her hands gripped my legs tighter and I thrust hard and deep, unloading jet after jet of cum into her mouth and down her throat.

She swallowed every drop, then licked me clean.

I helped her to her feet, hating that I didn’t get to please her too.

I’d make it up to her, when she was healed, and ready.

I wouldn’t push. Losing the babies, and fearing that I was dead, had been hard on her.

“Come on, sweetheart. Time to rest. Tomorrow we’ll start planning our return trip home.”

I shut off the water and dried both of us, then led her to the large bed.

I slid under the covers and made room for Luciana, tugging her down next to me.

She curled against my body, and I held her close.

It hurt, knowing she’d lost the babies, but as long as I had her, then I didn’t need anything else.

But if she needed more than just me, I’d do anything to give it to her. Whatever it might be.