Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“I promise I won’t pass out.” She cupped my face. “I love you, Ricardo.”
I squeezed her tighter than I should have, but even thinking about his plans, I couldn’t even breathe. “Okay… He had a torture and murder kit in his fucking trunk. He admitted that he planned to kill you after he took what he wanted. I gave him what he deserved. I’ll never be sorry for protecting my family.”
She threw her arms around my neck and sobbed out, “Thank you for telling me the truth. Now I don’t feel bad. He can’t hurt anyone else. I had a feeling you would say that, but I needed to be sure. I’ve been so anxious since you left.”
“Well, my brilliant, amazing wife. I might be a little crazy for awhile. He planned to take you away from me forever.” I hadn’t realized I was crying until she reached up, brushing my tears off my cheeks. “I can’t lose you, Grace. You were the only reason I hung on. I dreamed of my angel and I had to hear her giggle.”
“I’m never leaving you. And you’re there to protect me. Can you do something for me?”
“Anything.”
“Take me to bed and make love to me, my hero.”
“All night long, mi reina.” I kept my promise and worshipped her all night long.
Epilogue
Grace
Two years later
“How was work?”
“Great. Where’s my husband?” I asked my father. Normally Ricardo picked me up from work every single day. He had his schedule around mine just for that purpose. It had been two years since David showed up ready to kill me. Had he finally eased up? No, I remembered how crazy he was this morning.
“He said to be ready in ten minutes. I came to pick up the little guy.” The babysitter just dropped Julian off to me twenty minutes ago per our usual. Ricardo loved to have us all together.
“You’re taking the baby?” I asked, holding my son tightly. “Mama. Go bike ride.”
“Hey there, son. You’re supposed to be on Daddy’s side.” I smiled up at my husband, who pulled me in for a kiss before snatching Julian. “You, little man, are staying with Abuelo tonight.”
“Belo. Belo.”
“That’s me.”
“Well I’ve got everything I need for my sweet little grandson. Have a good time. I’ll come pick him up tomorrow at ten.” He handed our son to my father. “Come on, Jules, we’ve got some adventures to go on today.”
“A night alone, Mr. Martinez?”
“Well, you told me you were off the pill last month. I need to make sure we give it a good go. I want another five kids. So, let’s get to work, Mrs. Martinez.”
I locked up and then he pulled me into his arms. “The bike?”
“Yes. I know how you like to feel that baby purr between your legs.” Shit, I was getting wet already. “Hop on, mi reina.” I love when he called me his queen. My pussy gushed a little more, and I was certain I’d soak his seat. He held my hand as I got on, and then I pressed my face to his back. “Ready?”
“Give it to me, husband.” He grunted, then sped off. The vibration shooting straight to my pussy nearly pushed me to the edge. I was grateful we didn’t live far away. He pulled through the gate and then straight into the garage. He’d barely cut the engine when he lifted me onto his lap and freed his cock from his pants.
“Fuck, wife. Your pussy’s soaked. Now it’s time for another ride.” He slid me down his cock, every inch disappearing into my heated slit. I bounced over his fat shaft until I came so hard, I nearly knocked the bike over. Growling, he filled me up with every drop.
“Now it’s time to take this inside.” He swooped me up easily, carrying me into the house and keeping his promise.
Three weeks later, my pregnancy test came back positive. “Only four more to go,” he cheered, running down the hall and swooping Julian into his arms. “Mommy’s going to give you a brother or sister soon.” I laughed as I watched the scene in front of me. His brother and sister were a lot younger than him, leaving him to grow up as an only child for so long. He didn’t want our babies to feel that loneliness. Although with all the Steele Rider family around, he could never feel alone. Every single one of us had a kid or would be having our second already.
My giggle distracted him and he turned to stare. Walking over to me with our son in one arm, he pulled me in for a brief kiss. “I love you, Grace. Thank you for this life you gave to me.”
“I love you eternally, Ricardo.” I pressed my head to his chest.
“So we only have four more babies to go,” he whispered as our son let out a fabulously worn-out yawn.