Page 68 of The Sicilian Bastard

"Fucking gorgeous," Luciano croaked. The bed creaked and dipped in where his knee met the mattress. I whimpered as he licked down the side of my neck. "I'm going to eat you alive, my love. Are your breasts larger?" Luciano tilted his head as he looked harder at my body, his eyes laser focused on my stomach that slightly stuck out now.

"They're really sore now," I teased him.

"Are you?" His eyes watered.

My broken man. I fucking loved this redheaded giant. I nodded my head yes, my own eyes watering at the sight of his. Nothing could shake this man, but giving him a child? That changed everything.

"I'm the first. The first Picone to have a child." He rubbed my stomach reverently.

"He'll be spoiled," I blurted.

"He?" Luciano stopped rubbing my stomach and gulped.

"I wanted to make sure everything was clear before I told you. I didn't want to go through what Rosalina and Nicolo went through."

Luciano sighed, "That was rough for everyone."

"I'm glad they figured it out. If they hadn't, I probably would've throat punched Nicolo for being a dumb ass."

Luciano shot me an indulgent look. "We could've easily killed him, love."

I giggled. Only my man would have me naked, lying in position in front of him, talking about murdering. It was the norm. I couldn't help the clench that happened between my legs at the thought.

"A son," he murmured.

"Please," I whimpered. Luciano grinned up at me and I winced slightly. I just broke a rule. That meant he got to punish me. A little tug of anxiety hit my stomach, but the rest of me was flush with anticipation. I opened my legs wider and waited for his command. Luciano punished me for the rest of the night. I'd never thought I would be this blissful, ever. I might have loved and lost, but this man. This gorgeous bastard brought me back to life. It was only fair that I repaid him with my own. He had my heart and soul. Forever.