Page 114 of Wrathful King
Reon had been over the moon once Sonomi came into the world. He petted her head and face and whispered words in Japanese to her. He said it was to keep all bad spirits away. Our boy was so protective, I feared he’d surpass his father and uncle in that department.
And that was saying something.
“Okay, I’m off to bed. Where is my sister?” The mischievous grin he gave me told me I didn’t want to know. Jesus Christ.
“Don’t do anything in my home that I wouldn’t do,” I muttered, closing the door of my daughter’s bedroom with a soft click. “And don’t wake up my kids,” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. “Good night.”
“Night, baby sister.”
Holding a baby monitor in my hand, I twisted my pendants back and forth along my necklace as I made my way to our bedroom. Amon was right, our home was large but we filled it easily with family and friends who frequently visited.
My girlfriends and sister were never too far away. Sometimes they even visited us in Japan when business took Amon there for extended periods of time.
All my life, I had read many fairy tales and dreamed about happily ever afters, but none of them came even close to this life with Amon.
Ourfamily. The one Amon and I would protect with our lives.
My bare feet were silent against the cool marble floors and my heart thundered with anticipation.
The moment I was in the bedroom, a gasp tore from my lips. Dozens of little lanterns floated from the ceiling of our bedroom and Lana Del Rey’s soft notes drifted through the air.
I set the monitor on the nearby table and returned my attention to my husband as I stripped my tank top and pants off. God, he was beautiful. His scars, his ink. Every piece of him.
“I hope those are safe for our babies,” I murmured, my eyes locked on the yin and yang ink over his bullet scars. The two of us, always trying to find a way back to each other and fuse together. Light and dark. Night and day.
“They’re safe. Battery-operated.” I turned my attention to my husband.
Then he was on me, his mouth trailing down my neck and his hands roaming my body.
“Our son is sound asleep.”
“So is our daughter,” I murmured, feeling his hard cock pushing against my lower belly. He was in nothing but pajama pants, looking like a god.
“No panties, wife?”
“Easier access that way,” I breathed, soaking in the view of his magnificent body.
The throbbing between my legs pulsed as I slumped against the wall. My body hummed with the anticipation of pleasure. It didn’t matter how many times he fucked me or kissed me. It always felt as good or better than it had that first time on his yacht.
My skin seared everywhere he touched me, the familiar sensation building inside me.
“I miss having you all to myself,” I complained as I tilted my head to the side. “And your brother’s doing some freaky shit again.”
He let out a laugh. “He’s always doing some freaky shit.” He peppered kisses all over my neck, drawing a moan from my throat. “I lined up nannies so I can take you on our second honeymoon. First few days just the two of us, then Reon and Sonomi will join us. It’ll be the four of us against the world now.”
It wasn’t unusual for both of us to be on the same wavelength. He often knew what I needed before I even realized it myself. The same was true the other way around.
My hands reached for his head, cupping it and tugging him away. “No more than two days.” Amon’s eyes drank me in, heat burning in them. “Right? I worry about leaving our babies alone.” My voice was breathy.
“Two days. Dante and Phoenix will keep them safe. And we’ll FaceTime with them as much as you want.” A choked laugh escaped me. We both knew they’d likely ignore our calls, but there was also no doubt that they’d lay their lives down for their godchildren. “Then they’ll meet us at the destination.”
“Which is?”
He smiled. “A surprise.”
I brought my hands down his muscular, bare chest, his heartbeat strong under my palm. I slid them lower, over his hard muscles, my touch hungry and desperate. He was my vice, everything right and perfect.
Like yin and yang, we complemented each other.
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