WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EROTIC CONTENTS.Jude POVShe threw a triumphant smile over her shoulder. I wouldn’t have it. I pressed my mouth against her pussy, my tongue fighting her fingers for dominance. She moaned loudly, which died when I pushed her mouth back down on my cock, my fingers tangling in her silky hair. I thrust up, deeper than before. She struggled to take me in but didn’t back down. Her fingers pumped into her pussy and my tongue teased them and her folds, her clit, every delicious inch I could reach. She started to spasm on top of me, moaning around my length. I kept thrusting into her mouth. I wanted to prolong this, but with her body coming apart on top of me, her fingers chasing her orgasm, her taste on my tongue, I couldn’t hold back.I tightened, my fingers on her neck twitching and my thrusts becoming jerky as I came harder than ever before. The feel of her hot mouth around my cock as she tried to swallow was perfection. Isadora slumped down on top of
JUDE POVIsadora leaned over the crib and lifted my adopted daughter up, cradling her to her chest. I was always the one who took her out of bed when she cried.Simona fell silent and was staring up at my young wife. I waited for the inevitable outburst—an even worse crying fit than before—but Simona only let out a small cry. “Shh. You’re the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen.” And then Isadora bent down and kissed my daughter’s left cheek, then her right. “With the cutest chubby cheeks that I can imagine.”My heart thudded in my chest, an uneven staccato I could feel in my ears. I couldn’t move. Simona reached for Isadora’s bangs and tugged, but my wife only laughed and blew out air, sending her hair flying up, causing Simona’s eyes to widen. Then she giggled.Simona giggled.Isadora looked up and smiled, unguarded, happy, and hopeful. I turned around and stalked out. “I’ll prepare the bottle,” I pressed. Even though I wished she wouldn’t, Isadora followed me downstairs. She watched
Isadora POV My eyes widened. Jude bit down on my throat, then lavished the spot with his tongue. “What about Sybil?”“Gone.” His growl vibrated against my skin. Holding me up with one muscled arm and the pressure of his strong body, he slipped his hand between our bodies. The hiss of his zipper sent a shiver down my spine a moment before he shoved my pants aside and entered me in one hard stroke. I arched, half in pain, half in pleasure. It was the first time he took me without much preparation.His mouth pressed against my ear. “Didn’t I tell you to stop wearing those over-the-knee socks and ridiculous dresses?”I met his gaze, grinding myself against him, chasing the pleasure even as my body fought to accommodate Jude’s length. “Is this my punishment?” My lips teased up into a challenging smile.Jude’s grip on me tightened as he thrust up again, driving me against the wall. I dug my heels into his lower back. “No, honey,” he rasped, and that word warmed me like hot cocoa. “It’s a w
Jude POV I held the hat out to her, and she took it with a sweet smile. “Quick reflexes are required to survive if you have as many enemies as I do. But I don’t know why I caught this thing. It’s ugly.” Isadora had once again chosen an outfit I decidedly hadn’t chosen for her. Cowboy boots, black shorts with suspenders, a bright pink sweater, and an oversized coat would have fit me as well. It was a fashion nightmare.Worry tightened her face, her hand frozen on the door. “How many attempts at your life have you survived?”I tried to remember. It was difficult to say. There had been so many.Only a couple had gotten close.Isadora shook her head. “Never mind; if you have to think about it this long, I probably don’t want to know. Just promise to be careful, okay?”I walked around the car and opened the back door, then lifted Simona out. Isadora and I had already fallen into a sort of routine where my children were concerned. She handled Daniele, and I handled Simona. It made our live
JUDE POVDespite the cold weather, we took a stroll along the beach the next day. Simona was strapped to Isabela’s front in the sling while Daniele and Cherry jogged along the edge of the water. The dog barked at the waves, trying to snap at the frothing water.What a stupid thing, but it made Daniele and Isadora smile, so it could stay for now. Seagulls soared over our heads. Isadora held out her hand, and I linked our fingers after a moment of hesitation, worried about Daniele’s reaction, but he didn’t seem to care. His attention was on the dog and the ocean.My phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out to find a message from Felix.Call me ASAP.Frowning, I pushed the phone back into my pocket. The wind roared too loudly for a phone conversation.“What is it?” Isadora asked.“We need to head back to the house. I need to call Felix.”Her face fell, and for half a second, I considered ignoring Felix’s message, but I’d told him not to bother me unless it was important. “Oh, sure.”I
Isadora POVAfter Jude was gone, I grabbed my phone and sank down on the sofa. Simona was busy with a picture book that simulated animal noises, and Daniele sat on the blanket beside her, only half focused on his game while he kept throwing glances toward his sister’s book.Cherry curled up beside me, and I began stroking her soft fur at once, hoping it would calm me. Since Jude had told me about my uncles, my heart had been beating faster than usual. In the mob, falling from grace usually meant your death. I wasn’t sad about the death of my uncles. They had been bad men, even by our very twisted standards, but I was worried what it meant for Jude, for us, and I couldn’t stop thinking about my poor cousin, Kiara, who was now an orphan.I called Dad’s number. He didn’t pick up after the first few rings, which was unusual for him. He always made time for me. What if Luca had decided to get rid of him too? It wasn’t a secret that Dad wasn’t his favorite. Marrying me off to Jude was suppo
Isadora POVJude watched me almost curiously, no sign that someone had obviously used his forearm as a cutting board. I carefully unfastened his shirt, and Jude gave the slightest twitch but didn’t make a sound. “Not your first rodeo, hmm?” I needed to make light of the situation before my worry for my husband drove me into a panic attack. What if something happened to him? What would I do with two small children, a huge house, and a slightly twisted dog?“It’s only a shallow cut. I’ll survive.”I laughed but it sounded forced. Once the wound was freed from the confines of his shirt, Jude dropped the ruined garment on the floor. “I can handle this.” He took a first aid kit from a cupboard beneath the sink.“Won’t you tell me what happened?”He cleaned his wound but when I didn’t look away, he sighed. “I’m not sure you should know the details of my business.”“I’m part of your life, so let me be a part of it.”The hesitation remained in his eyes. He looked down to his wound and patched
ISADORA'S POV“Maybe you should let the past rest, Isadora.” The way he spoke, it was more of a warning than advice, and his worried expression only affirmed my suspicion.I set Simona down on the floor when her squirming got too much. She crawled off at once, heading for her blanket with her toys. “What do you know that you’re not telling me?”Christian’s mouth thinned. “I know that Jude doesn’t want people to rummage in his past, especially where Josephine is concerned, and I think you should respect his wish.”“To protect him or me?”Christian took a cookie and bit it, obviously biding his time. “Both… and those kids too.” He motioned at Simona, who squeezed a stuffed unicorn that laughed shrilly every time she did, causing her to giggle too. Her eyes flashed with joy as she gazed at me.“How can I help Daniele if I don’t know what happened?”“The boy will come around. He’s going to be Underboss one day. His mother’s death won’t be the last trauma he suffers.” My stomach tightened