Deception (Mafia Daddies #3)

Rocco

I roll her onto her back, and her panting causes her heavy tits to sway, and I have an overwhelming urge to suckle on her swollen nipples. With my cock still stuffed inside her, I bend and take her peak into my mouth, sucking on it gently while I caress the swell of her tit. Her fingers find my hair as we become lost in the tenderness of the moment.

I want nothing more than to feed from her when she has our babies, but first, I need to ensure she becomes pregnant. Perhaps it’s time we had further medical intervention.

“?” She’s breathless as she speaks, and I delight in the fact she enjoys this as much as me, it turns her on for me to use her tits this way, and that only heightens my need to do it.

“Mm,” I garble around her tit.

“I’ve something to tell you.”

“Hm.”

“I’m pregnant.”

My entire body freezes as my mind plays catch-up with her words. “I’m pregnant,” she repeats as I pop off her nipple to seek the truth behind her words.

Tears of hope glisten in her eyes, and I could swim in them, bathe in them forever as she delivers me the best news I could ever wish for.

“Are you sure?” I ask, choked with emotion.

“Yes.”

My hand finds her stomach, and I rest my palm there. “Are you in there, little one?”

I slice my gaze back up to hers, and our eyes lock with a love so strong I’m rendered speechless.

“I think I’ll be showing soon,” she whispers.

My lip twitches. “You do?”

She bites into her lip. “I know I’ve put on weight. I think it’s going to fill out soon; that’s what happened with Matty.”

She’s referring to the softness around her middle, the part of her that gives her insecurities when she should have none.

My father once said that nothing can prepare you for the moment you’re told you will become a father, and he wasn’t wrong. He also told me to only do it with someone I wanted to be a mom to the child, not just a mother, having learned the hard way. Not one of us has grown up with a mother figure, and the disappointment I saw when he used to look at my nephew Oliver before Ellie came into his life reassured me he would support me in my decision not to marry the Harrington girl. He didn’t want me to make the same mistake he made with Rafael, Tommy, Ricardo, and me. “Do-do you know how far along you are?”

“No. But I think it happened early on.”

“How early?” I ask, raising my head to give her my full attention.

Her cheeks color as she glances away before looking back at me with guilt in her eyes. “I never took the Plan B.”

“You didn’t?” Shock hits me. Never in a million years did I expect her to say that, especially after collecting it from the pharmacy along with what she thought was the contraceptive pill.

“I don’t know why. But I guess I always wanted to keep a part of you.” Her admission makes my heart do a weird flutter I’ve never felt before. She’s essentially admitting she was just as enthralled with me as I was her.

“You love me.” I grin.

She laughs. “I doubt I was in love with you on the first night, .”

“Hm. I think you were. You just didn’t know it yet.”

She shakes her head, and as much as I love to see this side of her, I have the gnawing sense of betrayal lingering in my stomach, and I hate it. “We need to speak with Matt.”

She throws her head down on the pillow. “I know.”

“And I want to get you seen by someone as soon as possible.”

“Okay,” she whispers.

“But first I need to do something.”

She lifts her head to face me as I slowly withdraw out of her dripping pussy.

“What?”

“Daddy needs to fuck this ass, Little Red.”