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He gave my hair a tug and I leaned in closer.When his lips brushed against mine, I couldn’t hold back my sigh of pleasure.I’d been so careful not to do anything that might hurt him, but I’d missed his kisses.I worried about him pulling or ripping his stitches, but as his mouth moved against mine, everything faded away except the taste and feel of him.
“I’m sorry,” he said.“I never meant to make you feel like I don’t want to be here with you.”
“I know you didn’t exactly choose me, that I was forced on you, but I care about you, Trent.I don’t like seeing you in pain, and I’m worried you’ll hurt yourself more if you don’t slow down and rest.”
His thumb caressed my jaw.“Whether I planned to claim you or not, you’re mine.That means I have a responsibility to not just keep you safe, but I want you to be happy too.I didn’t care with Ryker’s mom, and that’s on me.I was young and stupid.I also felt like she trapped me with her pregnancy.I went into this thing with you with my eyes wide open, Luciana.I’m here because I want to be.”
“I like having you home,” I admitted.“Even if we just watch movies or take a nap together.It’s nice having you close.”
“Then I’ll take as much time as Dread suggests and we’ll spend those days together.Maybe we can even leave the compound and do something that doesn’t require a lot of activity.With my advanced years I can see why everyone is so worried.”
I narrowed my eyes.“If you hadn’t been shot twice, I’d be tempted to hit you right now.Advanced years?Really?”
He grinned and I knew he’d said it on purpose, knowing how much it irritated me.Ryker had made a huge deal of the age difference between us, and I’d watched it take a toll on Spider.While he was quick to say he was too old for me, I knew it hurt to hear someone else voice that same opinion.It had to be weird knowing his dad would be raising another kid, one younger than Ryker’s own son, but it hadn’t been enough reason for him to be so rude.
The longer I lived with Spider, the more I found myself speaking out about what I wanted.Not just with the man I was married to, but with the others as well.When Ryker had shown up and gotten loud with me, I hadn’t cowered, though that might have had something to do with the fact his dad had been shot and I was too worried about Spider to think about being afraid of everyone else.But I knew a good dose of my confidence just had to do with being out from under my father’s thumb.I’d noticed some changes in Violeta as well.The good kind.
“I don’t like being cooped up in the house,” he said.“We should go somewhere.Is there anything you need?”
I fingered my hair.“I’d thought of getting a haircut.”
He stared at my long tresses and a look of longing crossed his face.
“But since you seem to like it so much, I guess I’ll keep it the way it is,” I said.
“No.If you want to get it cut, then you should.I’m not going to dictate how you style your hair, or what clothes you wear.I want you to do whatever makes you happy, Luciana.”
“Being with you is what makes me happy,” I said.“You’ve given me a home, Spider.A place where I feel safe.”
He grumbled.
“Sorry.Trent.It’s just… you don’t seem like a Trent to me.Spider suits you.”
“If you would prefer to call me Spider, that’s fine.But you’re welcome to call me Trent when it’s just us.”He placed a hand over my belly.“I should take you to the doctor.Make sure everything’s all right.”
“I think you need more time at home before we venture out anywhere.I know you think you’re invincible, but you aren’t.”
“Luciana --”
I held up my hand.“What happens to me and this baby if you die?I know you think everyone will let us stay here, will take care of us, but they’ll pick a new President, right?What if he doesn’t want us here?”
He just stared and didn’t say anything.I licked my lips and leaned in a little closer.
“Spider, I need you.But it’s more than that.I want you.You make me feel safe, feel special.No one’s ever treated me the way you do, or made me feel the things I feel around you.”
He tugged my face toward his and kissed me again.
“I don’t deserve you,” he said.
“How much are you hurting right now?”I asked.
“Not much.”
I pulled away and studied him.He was a liar, but I knew he’d never admit to being in pain.Maybe I could take his mind off his wounds for a bit.I knelt between his legs.Slowly, I opened his pants and pulled out his cock.His heated gaze tracked my movements as I stroked his shaft.If cocks could be described as pretty, Spider’s would be beautiful.I leaned down and lapped at the head before sucking him into my mouth.He groaned and his hand went to my hair, fisting the strands as I wrapped my tongue around him and sucked long and hard.It felt like forever since he’d been inside me, but I didn’t want to chance him straining himself or popping his stitches.
I cupped his balls and rolled them in my hand as I licked and teased him.He gave my hair a tug until I’d taken all of him, the head of his cock pushing against the back of my throat.He held me there and my eyes watered.His cock twitched and jerked in my mouth, then he pulled me off before urging me back down again.I let him control my motions and soon his pre-cum was liberally coating my tongue.
“So good,” he murmured.“That’s it, baby girl.Take every inch.”
