Blackmailed to the Altar (Caputo Crime Family #2)

Chapter Thirty-Two

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Us

The smell of burnt flesh stung my nose, but I didn’t look away. Mya stood for as long as she could, watching Arjun burn before us. It was the least that fucker deserved for the hell he put her through.

“Are you ready to go back?” I asked, when his air had been snatched from his lungs, silencing his screams.

“Yes,” Mya whispered.

I swept her up in my arms, and she dug her nose into my neck. “Do you see what we would do for you?”

She nodded. “I’m sorry I wanted to change you. W-without you and Sebastian, I don’t know if I ever would have made it home.”

I held her tighter to my body. “I would’ve brought you back no matter what.”

She sniffled. “Maybe sometimes it’s alright to be bad.”

“Like when you gave Eden’s uncle those drugs?” I smirked in her hair, loving how she’d broken the law.

She stiffened. “Do you think I’m bad for getting him released from prison?” she whispered.

“Not at all, but don’t worry about that. I handled it.”

Mya relaxed against me at my promise. I took her back to bed, and helped her lie down. She needed more rest. I never thought the day would come where I would feel this obsession for my wife.

What started as a forced arrangement has turned into something even sweeter. This little doctor of mine changed my world, from the moment I first laid eyes on her. I stripped off my clothes and headed into the shower.

While the water ran, I closed my eyes and searched through my consciousness, until I brushed against Sebastian.

Are you ready?

For what? He asked. He was wary of me, I could tell.

You’ve grown, and I think between the two of us, we have a handle on business. Don’t you?

When you’re not being a dick, and waking me up in the middle of meetings and whatnot, he grumbled.

I just like fucking with you, but we are going to have a family soon, and we need to be more on board with each other. Mya can’t deal with infighting.

So, what are you proposing? A truce? Sebastian seemed to chuckle in the back of our mind.

Sort of. Let me have this night with her. We can figure out the rest from there. I grow weary with the life, and need to take more of a back seat.

Yes, and I am not well equipped to handle my marriage. I know she would feel neglected if it were just me , Sebastian mused.

I washed myself, feeling complete for the first time. I didn’t feel like I was panicking. In fact, Sebastian was relieved, and there was a sense of peace between us for the first time. Our mind settled its chaotic chatter.

I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing my towel and drying off. I had never thought to share my feelings with my alter. It was weird, but maybe it was necessary. If we could agree on things together, we would have a much more stable life.

Dry, I wrapped the towel around myself, and headed out to the bedroom. Mya was still passed out, but she didn’t need to be awake for what I had in mind. She’d had a rough go of it, and I knew exactly what would settle her down.

I dropped the towel and stroked my pierced cock, as I settled in beside her.

When it was nice and hard, I softly rubbed against her slit, and she moaned in her sleep. I ground into her lightly, touching her clit and smiling in the dark, when she grew wet.

I whispered in her ear, “You know whose cock this is, my little wife. I’m going to stuff you full, so you have good dreams and stay settled.” I kissed her cheek, rubbing her ass between the palms of my hands.

The friction between our bodies caused my dick to slip inside her. She gasped and her eyes sprung open, clashing with mine. I froze, and then relaxed, when I realized her glazed sight wasn’t really on me.

She sighed and closed her eyes once more. I squeezed the base of my cock rhythmically, thinking of the baby she would have for me soon. No more fighting. It’s not like I could knock her up again, but I could daydream about the next baby. And all the others to come.

Her belly would grow round with my child. I could feast on her tits when they were filled with milk. I imagined what her flavor would taste like, and my dick exploded from the mental images I drew.

I held her tight and rolled her on top of me, keeping my piercing buried deep inside. Mya snuggled into me, and breathed in and out slowly, back to her normal pattern. I knew in the morning, she would wake up aroused, and ready for another round.

I caressed her face and kissed her once more. My eyes fell closed slowly as I drifted off, thinking of what our future children would look like. For once in my life, I was thankful for Silas. He brought Mya into my life, and I would never let her go.

She would find more happiness with us in time. Our love was ever growing. A bargain with the Devil she made, and now she wouldn’t break that vow.