Hush 2: Slow Burn (7 page)

My eyes roll back and I grasp the sheets tightly between my fingertips. My husband is fucking me so hard my teeth are chattering. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I feel my toes curl on their own volition as I start to convulse. My walls tighten around him grasping his shaft tight. I think I cry out his name over and over. At least, that is my intention. However, what pours from my lips sounds more like nonsense.

Wyatt chuckles and bends to suck on my neck as he rides right through my orgasm. His grunts and moans float over me carrying me back down from my high. Just when I feel him harden even more, he slips from my body and flips me over.

My limbs are like jelly as he lifts my ass in the air and dives into my folds face first. I suck in a deep gulp of air as he devours my pussy. You would think this was the last time he would ever get to eat me out, with the starving way he is attacking my folds, but it feels so good.

I bury my face into the pillow as I start to keen and groan filling the room with my sounds of insane pleasure. Wyatt pulls back and slaps my ass. I whimper and look over my shoulder.

His eyes are narrowed at me. “You know better. I want to hear that shit,” he growls through his teeth.

“Sorry, please don’t stop,” I plead.

He smirks before bending to lick my stinging ass. “Don’t let it happen again,” he chuckles against my cheek.

I lift a brow at him and laugh. “Don’t push it,” I giggle.

Wyatt sinks back into me with one hard thrust. He stills as I cry out and he bends his big body over me. He hovers over my lips. “Or what,” he rasps. “Fuck, I never know whether I want to taste or fuck you more. You have some of the sweetest pussy ever and you fit my cock just like you were made for me.”

“Wyatt,” I moan as he continues to tease me with dirty talk, but refuses to allow me to kiss his lips. He pulls back each time I try to connect our lips. His hips start to roll and buck into me. Harder and faster, he thrusts into me as he bites his lip.

“Sing for me, Nellie. Let me hear you,” he commands through clenched teeth.

I sing alright. I scream, curse, and cry out so loud Nora’s tiny cries spills out of the baby monitor. It wouldn’t be the first time we have gotten so carried away that we have woken her. Wyatt curses and speeds up his pace. I am so close and Wyatt knows it. He reaches between my legs and pinches my clit.

“Let go, I’m ready,” he hisses into the back of my neck as he rests his forehead to the back of my head. His tongue flicks out to lick the skin on my neck and I am done for.

“Oh shit,” I scream.

“Fuck yes, Nellie,” Wyatt roars. He flops onto his back pulling me with him.

I go to push up and go to our daughter, but Wyatt tugs me back into his hold, kissing the top of my head. “Get cleaned up, I’ll go get her. I need both my babies with me right now,” he sighs into my ponytail.

I turn to kiss his cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you, too. I won’t fail you again,” Wyatt says and climbs from the bed before I have time to protest.

I sigh and slap the bed as I watch his back retreat from the room. He can be so stubborn, but I love him just as much for it. I’ll let him fix this. It is the only way to get him to see it was never his fault in the first place.

chapter Nine

So selfish

Luca

New York

Shannon once told me she loves white roses. I also know that she loves the color purple. So as Pam and I rode to the hospital in silence, I ordered four dozen white and purple roses to have delivered to Shannon, ASAP. I have so much to make up for.

“You were not all bad,” Pam says softly as she peaks over her son in his car seat. “I just want to tell you that. I loved you for who you showed me you were. Ultimately, the lies are what broke us.”

“And I am sorry for that,” I say turning to look her in the eyes.

“Don’t be. I have no regrets. I met my husband while crying over you. He healed me and now you are going to do the same for Shannon. It was meant to be this way,” Pam gives me that smile that has always taken my breath away, but this time, my cock doesn’t stir.

I take it in as a friend. Pamela will always be a beautiful woman. Having three children looks good on her. I have just finally figured out that everyone was right from the beginning. I have had what I wanted and needed in front of me for a very long time now.

I place a kiss to her cheek. “I hope someday we can, at least, be the friends we once were. Other than Uri, you are the only one that ever called me on my shit,” I laugh.

“Oh, that will never stop. Besides, Shannon is a part of the family now so we will see plenty of each other. I’m not petty. I have no plans to hold a grudge. I am happy with my life. The ball is in your court. As long as you don’t pull any of the shit you used to pull in London then my husband won’t have to kick your ass,” Pam laughs.

I snort. “Whatever, I will pray for your husband. He has you to deal with,” I tease.

Pam’s mouth falls open. “Oh okay, Luca, you have jokes,” Pam rolls her eyes then releases her son from the car seat and hands him to me without warning. “He just dropped a load. You can change him just for that slick ass comment. You better hurry too. We’ll be pulling up to the hospital soon. Drop my son and Uri will hurt you. He loves his God son as much as the girls.”

Pam shoves the diaper bag at me and I groan. I have changed a diaper maybe once in my life. This little guy smells like he just crapped out a sewer plant. Pam tries to stifle a laugh as I glare over at her.

“What do you feed this kid? You know this is not a way to reconcile a friendship,” I gripe.

Pam shrugs. “He loves Shannon. That’s a little gift for what you have put her through.”

“She hates me, doesn’t she,” I sigh.

“You may be in the dog house just a bit, but this is bigger than you. Uri didn’t get a chance to tell you everything, but it is bad,” Pam looks out the window. “I have enough time to give you the quick version. Get to changing that diaper.”

I listen to the sorted tail of that bitch Angie, who I never liked, and what she has done over the years to the Caprisi family. Now I understand the glaring gaps I tried to fill, back in Italy with the Don and my father. I knew there were things they weren’t telling me that Uri already knew.

I have to admit. I have always been a bit self-centered. If it hasn’t been spelled out before me, I am not going to dig too deeply. Well, at least, that was the old me. Listening to what Shannon had to go through without me stings more than I would like to admit.

I understand her last words to me so much more now. How can she even question who she is? Shannon is the most loving and sweetest girl I have ever met. Angie not being her mother will never change that. I fell in love with the sweet girl that hasn’t once turned her back on me, even though she should have over and over again.

I fell for the girl that walked up to me and locked her arm around mine; acting as if we weren’t just introduced to each other and engaged to be married. Shannon held her head high and accepted me with a genuine smile on her face. A smile that said she was willing to make this work anyway she had to.

That first night I could see she was shy and nervous, but she still went along with it. I was just fucking with her when I insisted she sleep over my place so we could get to know each other. I had even planned to fuck her if she agreed, but when she did.

I was floored by her innocence and sweetness. I spent the night cuddling with her like a little pussy once I figured out she was a virgin. From that moment, I just wanted to protect her. I knew then I was still hung up on Pam. That is why I denied both myself and Shannon what we both needed for so long.

I was being selfish as always. I run a hand down my face. I could use a shower and shave, but for once it is not about me. I need to be by Shannon’s side. She will never come second to anyone again. I will be whatever she needs me to be. I don’t even realize that I am bouncing Pam’s baby boy in my arms as she finishes with how Shannon has been behaving lately. It is when his little fingers stretch to pull at my tight bottom lip that I look down into his handsome face.

His eyes are a dark hazel green color in their almond shape. His little cheeks are chubby and he smells like a slice of heaven now that he is changed. I can’t believe this is the same little guy that bombed that diaper a little while ago.

“She wants babies,” I mutter so low I don’t think I hear myself. “She once asked me to promise her that. To promise her that no matter what, if we had to stick to the arranged marriage and if I never found a way to love her, she wanted me to at least give her babies to love. I should have told her then that I was already in love with her.”

“She’s going to be fine, Luca,” Pam takes her son from my arms. “Let’s get inside so you can see for yourself.”

I help Pam out of the car with the baby back in his car seat. We make our way into the hospital. The first person I recognize is Sam Mairettie. I know the man to the left of Sam is one of the Briggs brothers, but I’m not sure which one. I know it is not Thomas Briggs I know him well enough.

There is a pretty black young woman that looks like a lighter version of Nate with strawberry blonde curls sitting on the other side of Sam wringing her hands. My best guess is that she is Nate’s sister. When she lifts her head and looks at me through big green eyes, I know for a fact she is Nate’s sister. It is in the set of her lips and the frown on her face.

“You decide to show up now,” she snaps as she gets up to hug Pam and then reaches to take the baby out of the carrier.

“How is she,” I ask no one in particular, ignoring her comment.

“Pretty banged up,” Sam responds. “A few bruised ribs, some minor cuts on her arms, legs, and face, a concussion and some swelling to the brain. They had to give her a few stitches up by her hairline.”

“Where is her room, can we see her yet,” I ask looking at Pam then back at Sam.

“Jasper and Marie are in with her now. She isn’t conscious yet,” Sam pauses and looks me in the eyes. “The doctor said it could be a while before she wakes. It is a waiting game at this point.”

I blow out a breath and run a hand down my face. I just need to get to my woman. I need to lay my eyes on her and I need to feel her with my own hands.

“You can go in and send Jasper out,” Rita says while eyeing me. “Pam, my brother wants you to stick with me until he gets here.”

“Wait, is everything okay? Do you have any word on Valentina?” Pam asks with furrowed brows.

“Marcus left to get her out as soon as Bobby called. James is meeting him at the station as well,” Rita offers.

“This wasn’t an accident,” Rita says looking at me than the older Briggs. He nods and she turns back to me. “Someone is threatening the women in the Briggs, Mairettie, Donati and Black families. They are also asking for Vanessa’s whereabouts.”

“What,” Pam gasps. “Who are the Blacks? Why would someone be threatening us all?”

“We don’t know yet, but Nate wants you as close to me as possible until Dad gets here to take us to the compound. He should have been here by now, but with the knowledge of how deep this is, he got a little tied up trying to get everyone in a central location. James and Minnie have my babies and I’m sure he is securing your parents and the twins. We aren’t leaving anything to chance right now.”

Pam nods then frowns. “Vanessa, I never thought I would hear about her again after that night. Why is she even a factor in this,” Pam sighs and rubs her temple. Something crosses Pam’s face, causing her to pale and look wide-eyed at Rita.

“Wait, her husband’s name was…,” Pam pauses and looks at me. “I don’t want to ask or know. I changed my mind about knowing secrets around here.”

“I’m going to see Shannon, but I want to know everything you know Mairettie,” I say to Sam as I vibrate with rage.

“Already done, your presence will be needed at a meeting. Timelines are being shifted,” Sam says and leaves it at that.

Looks like I have no choice but to grow up now.

chapter Ten

My Cara

Luca

I walk into the hospital room and I can’t breathe. She is lying there so still. Her eyes are not open to light up when I walk in the room. Her cheeks don’t flush at the sight of me. There’s no animation to her features to show the moment she realizes she is reacting to me despite being pissed at me.

My heart literally aches. This is not my Shannon. This is a broken version of the woman I love. Uri once told me that I was in love with falling in love, that I love to collect possessions, but I don’t know how to treat them or how to recognize the difference between them.

Shannon is mine, but I know better this time. I know I truly love her. I know that under the cuts and bruises lies the woman I will do anything for. I wish I could trade places with her.

“Hey,” the brunette sitting beside Shannon’s bed says. “You must be Luca. I’m Marie and this is my husband, Jasper.”

“Hi,” I say not able to peel my eyes away from Shannon.

“Baby, my Uncle is here. We should go I need to talk to him and find out what is going on,” Jasper says as he tucks his phone away.

I finally look at the two. They are a cute couple. She looks to be about Shannon’s age. Her grey eyes shine back at me with sympathy. I have never met her before, but I can see the resemblance to her brother Sam. Jasper’s green eyes look me over as if he is still deciding whether or not to like me.

I really don’t give a fuck right now. He just nods when he has finished his appraisal and nods his head again at me as he leads Marie out. She looks like she wants to say more but pinches her lips closed and follows her husband as he leads her out with a hand on the back of her neck.

I take the seat Marie vacated and pull Shannon’s limp hand into mine. “Hey Baby, I told you I was coming. I’m so sorry, Sweetheart. I know I haven’t been here for you like you needed, but I promise that is all over. You come first, Baby. No matter what,” I pause as my voice cracks.

“We can do this Shannon. Not because we are being told to but because we want to. I love you, Baby. Come back to me. I’ll do anything I have to make this right.

“I came clean, all this time it wasn’t love, but guilt that kept me pining for Pam. I know that now. I just wanted closure before I committed to you. There was so much going on. Uri had me promise not to stress Pam. She was starting her family and in a delicate situation.

“I wanted to take things further with you. I just knew it wasn’t fair to you. God, you are so beautiful Baby, inside and out. I had to get away, Shannon. You were driving me crazy. I don’t know how much longer I could have gone without giving in. I swear it took the strength of a saint not to touch you.

“I want you, Shannon. I want all of you, Baby. I love you so much,” I choke up and hold her hand tighter.

There is no response to my pleas. Just the sound of the machines in the room beeping. I felt like shit for disappointing Pam when she lost our baby, but right now I feel ten times worse. I just keep hurting the women I love.

I couldn’t tell you the last time I talked to my own mother. She fell in love with Shannon at the engagement party. She had been devastated when we postponed the wedding and downright furious with me when I took off for London.

I’m exhausted. I have a lot to fix in my life but it all starts in this room. It starts with my Cara, my love, my life.