Bound By Blood Anthology (The Camorra Chronicles 7.50)

Luca handed Marcella to Romero who lifted her up over his head to her obvious delight before Matteo took over. Marcella was beaming like the little princess that she was.

After everyone had left and Marcella was asleep in her bed, Luca and I decided to take a long shower together. He went ahead into the bathroom while I headed for the nightstand where I kept my contraceptives. I fumbled with the pill package then glanced at the open bathroom door before I put it back down and followed Luca. He was already naked and turning the shower on.

I joined him in the shower, pressing up against his muscled body and peering up at him as the warm water streamed down on us and he ran his hand down my spine. His brows drew together when he scanned my face.

“What’s wrong?”

He knew me too well. It was a curse and blessing. I wasn’t sure if Luca was up for another baby yet. The Famiglia kept him busy—war with the Outfit, the Bratva and the MCs was taking its toll, but when would there ever be peace?

“I don’t want to take the pill anymore.”

Luca paused. “Okay.”

“I’d like to have a second baby,” I added quickly, feeling the need to justify myself. “Marcella will be three this year. I think it would be good for her to have siblings. She’ll have someone to play with and she’ll learn to share our attention, which will be good for her as well.”

Luca stroked my cheek, then brushed a kiss across my lips. “If you want a baby, you’ll get one. How about we start working on it right away?”

Surprise filled me. I’d expected more resistance from him for some reason. “I thought I’d have to talk you into it.”

“I love Marcella and I love building a family with you, a family like it’s meant to be. I want Marcella to have siblings like we do.”

I smiled, relieved and excited. Life without my siblings would have been bleak, and even though Luca and I loved Marcella with all our hearts, we couldn’t replace a sister or brother. Standing on my tiptoes, I kissed Luca, tugging at his neck, wanting him closer. His tongue in my mouth, his strong hands on my back and ass, they banished any trace of tiredness. I drew back and knelt down in front of Luca so his erection bobbed in front of me. I curled a hand around it then took him slowly into my mouth and began sucking, casting my gaze up to watch Luca as I did. He leaned back against the wall, lips parted, muscled chest heaving. I loved giving him head like that because I could admire the entire length of his incredible body that way. Working him deeper into my mouth, I cupped his balls with one hand while my other pumped the base of his cock.

Luca stroked my hair away from my face. “Fuck, as much as I love this, it won’t help our baby mission if you suck me dry.”

I pulled back. “You’re always up for a second round.”

Luca’s eyes darkened with hunger. “With you looking at me like that, I’ll probably manage a third and fourth round as well.”

I laughed then closed my mouth around his tip once more, but Luca gripped me under my arms and hoisted me to my feet.

“Enough. I want to be inside of you.”

Luca slipped his hand down my belly, between my legs before he dipped two fingers into me, finding me already wet. With a growl, he lifted me off the ground, so I wrapped my legs around his waist before he pushed me up against the wall and entered me. I dug my nails into his shoulders, my head lolling back from the sensation. This position always allowed him to go so much deeper.

Luca held me up with his arms as he began slamming into me, long, hard strokes that sent shockwaves through my body. I pressed my lips together, trying to keep my moans in, not wanting to wake Marcella, but after another deep thrust I cried out, my toes curling. Luca silenced me with his mouth, his tongue plunging in, stroking mine, stirring up the fire in my belly.

I dug my heels into his backside, my inner walls clenching so tightly I was sure I’d snap until finally everything burst forth. Luca possessed me with his eyes as I moaned into his mouth and rocked myself desperately against his cock, even as he slammed faster into me. With a harsh groan, he ripped away and spilled into me. He kept pumping, his breathing ragged as he kissed my throat then pulled my nipple into his mouth to suckle on it. I arched into him, loving the feel of his tongue circling my nipple. His fingers cupped my ass and he lifted me higher so only his tip remained inside of me and he had easy access to my breasts. I leaned my head back against the shower stall as I watched him lick and suck my nipples.