Nathalia’s POV
After 5 years...
I woke up with the feeling of someone caressing my bare shoulder. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and the smiling face of my husband came into view.
What a wonderful sight!
“Good morning, my wife,” he greeted, then kissed my forehead.
I smiled immediately and affectionately caressed his cheeks.
“Good morning, my hubby. What time is it?” I glanced at the window behind him. The sun wasn’t too high yet.
“It’s just six o’clock in the morning, and the last time I checked, Nathan was still sleeping.” He grinned.
I raised an eyebrow. “So?” I gasped as he suddenly leaned over me.
“It means we can still have one round.” He winked.
My eyes widened at what he said. “What the—”
Before I could even voice a protest, his lips met mine. I just closed my eyes and savored the softness of his lips pressed against mine.
My right hand instinctively moved to his chest, as he had nothing on for the upper part. Unintentionally, I caressed it, causing him to release a soft moan. His lips traveled down to my chin, then to my neck, and he continued to shower me with his sweet kisses until they reached my collarbone.
I couldn’t help but arch my back due to the sensation it brought. After a few moments, his hand started to roam across my body.
Until I felt his gradual lifting of the nightie I was wearing. I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at him. I wasn’t wearing a bra. So he freely admired my breasts, which emerged from beneath the thin fabric.
“Beautiful. And these are mine. Just mine.” His eyes were filled with desire. He licked his lower lip, giving him the appearance of a hungry animal poised to devour its feast.
“Ohhh!” I couldn’t help but moan as he took one of my nipples into his warm mouth while fondling the other one. My lips parted, and I almost held my breath when his other hand found its way down to my intimate area. He tenderly caressed it, making me wet. His skillful hands, combined with his expert mouth, were working wonders on my body.
Then he flicked his tongue against my nipple before sucking on it like a baby, evoking a groan from me. He repeated the same with the other nipple, and my tongue glided over my lips due to the tingling sensations rippling through my body.
After his mouth finally left my nipple, his lips moved downward, planting small kisses on my stomach until he reached the waistband of my panties and playfully bit it. My gaze descended on him, and I was immediately met with his glistening eyes.
Slowly, he used his mouth to remove my panties, and he looked incredibly sexy while doing so. Our eyes were locked in a passionate gaze as he carefully took them off and placed them gently on the bed.
I swallowed hard. I think I’m becoming even wetter down there, if that’s even possible.
Moments later, I felt him insert a finger into my already wet core. My head fell back, and my toes curled as he began to move his finger in and out of me.
“Ohhh!” I closed my eyes and tightly gripped his hair, urging him to bury his face deeper between my thighs.
He added another finger as his skillful tongue began to swirl on my sensitive area. He quickly found a rhythm with his fingers inside me, and I arched my hips to meet the movements of his digits.
“Ahhh! Damn! Yeah, it feels good! Ohhh!”
Erotic moans escaped my mouth, leaving me with a dry throat. The air conditioning in the room was strong, but it wasn’t enough to alleviate the heat I was feeling.
I groaned in protest when he withdrew his fingers. My eyes were open, irritated, and I was looking at him.
“What—” My words were abruptly halted as he positioned himself right in front of me and began removing his boxers.
“Patience, wifey.” He smirked.
I swallowed hard as I looked at his long and thick shaft. It stood proudly, as if it were prepared to engage at any moment.
“Open your legs, wifey,” he commanded, and I complied. He positioned himself between my legs, and without warning, he pushed his length inside me, delving deeper into my core.
“Ohhh!” I twitched and instinctively gripped his shoulders as he increased the pace without hesitation. My nails nearly dug into his skin as he drove even deeper, hitting my most sensitive spots. He lifted both my thighs and rested them on his shoulders.
His hold on my thigh tightened as he thrust his length deeper inside me. It wasn’t long before I felt an intense sensation building up in my abdomen.
“Ahhh! I’m cumming!” I exclaimed.
“Oh, yes, wife! Me, too! Come with me!” Stephen closed his eyes, and his every move became more aggressive.
One last pump, and I finally felt his hot semen filling my womb.
We were both breathing heavily as he buried his face in my neck.
“I love you, wifey,” he said, kissing my neck.
“I love you too, hubby.” I gently stroked his hair as I looked up at the small TV inside our room.
I suddenly sat up in shock, causing Stephen to fall off me. I quickly grabbed my panties and put them on before adjusting my nightie.
“What the hell is—”
“Nathan is coming!”
He also glanced at the small TV and then softly cursed, hurriedly putting on his boxers and a shirt that happened to be on top of the dresser.
Right as he got beside me, the door opened, and our four-year-old son Nathan walked in.
“Mom! Dad!”
He quickly hopped onto the bed and proceeded to give us both kisses on the cheeks in succession. “Good morning!”
I smiled and gently squeezed both his cheeks.
“Good morning, sweetie.”
Stephen playfully ruffled his hair. “Good morning, kiddo.”
Nathan grinned. “Let’s have some breakfast already! We will be late for mass, and we still have to visit Grandma Belen and Uncle Cole after.”
Stephen and I exchanged glances.
The time flew by so quickly. It’s their seventh death anniversary today.
“Alright. Let’s clean you up first, then we’ll eat, okay?”
He nodded before quickly getting off the bed and running out of our room.
“Be careful, sweetie!” Shaking my head, I followed him as well.
“I’ll take care of things too,” Stephen shouted.
I glanced back at him briefly. “Okay.”
After taking care of Nathan, I quickly showered and got ready. When I came downstairs, I found my husband and son waiting in the living room. They were holding a phone and tablet, shouting as if they were in the middle of a war or something.
“Dad! You are a cheater!” Nathan shouted loudly, pressing his tablet’s screen even more aggressively.
“What did you just call me, kiddo? You don’t call your father like that!” Stephen snapped, his frustration evident as he struggled with his phone now.
That made me smile and sweep my gaze across the scene. Even the guards around us couldn’t help but smile at the playful argument between father and son.
I crossed my arms, leaned against the wall, and simply enjoyed watching them bicker.
“Thalia, I don’t know if it’s just me or if your husband is really growing more childish by the day,” Mads remarked, appearing in front of me. I noticed Damon, Albert, and Harold standing at the foot of the staircase as well.
“Well, is it bad?” I chuckled.
She shook her head. “Not really. It’s actually good.”
We both laughed in unison.
“Anyway, have you guys eaten?” I asked her.
“Yeah. We’ll just wait for you outside.”
“Okay.”
We descended the stairs together. The four of them were still the Anderson Mafia’s reapers.
However, it wasn’t Stephen or me that they needed to protect now. They were now Nathan’s personal reapers.
I quickly approached the father and son, who were still engrossed in their game.
“Aren’t you two going to stand up already? We’ll be late for the mass,” I told them.
Nathan quickly looked up at me and set down the tablet he was holding.
“Oh right, Mommy. Let’s go eat so we can leave,” he said, standing up and pulling me toward the kitchen.
“Damn! I lost!” I heard Stephen exclaim before we could get too far away.
I paused and turned sharply in his direction. “What did you say?” I asked, an eyebrow raised.
His irritated expression suddenly turned sheepish. “Oh, nothing, wifey. I just meant we need to hurry.
“Good.”
We quickly finished our meal since breakfast was already prepared by the time we reached the dining area. Soon, we were all in the car heading to church. As usual, Henry and the other guards were in front of us, while Mads and the others followed behind.
When we arrived at the church, the mass was just starting. Luckily, we managed to find some available seats. Nathan chose to sit between Stephen and me. Mads and the others were situated toward the back, and Henry stood near the entrance of the church.
Once everything was settled, we attentively listened to the homily. Unlike most children, Nathan sat quietly in his seat, not being a bother. Occasionally, he would ask questions based on the priest’s words about things he didn’t fully understand yet.
I couldn’t help but smile. Despite the world we moved into, I made sure that Nathan grew up with a strong faith and fear of God.
When it was time to recite the Lord’s Prayer, Nathan tightly held both mine and Stephen’s hands and joined in. I felt a tear well up as I glanced at the two important men in my life.
This is our family. My dream family.
As the time came to exchange peace with those around us, Nathan warmly greeted the people near our seats. But even from a distance, he didn’t forget to wave to Mads and Henry, who were a bit farther away.
“Peace be with you, Daddy.” He kissed Stephen on the cheek before turning to me. “Peace be with you, Mommy,” he said, planting a kiss on my cheek as well.
“Peace be with you too, my son,” Stephen and I said in unison before simultaneously giving him a kiss on the forehead.
We knew that finding peace within our current lifestyle was nearly impossible. But as long as Stephen and I were alive, we would ensure that our child would be safe from any form of danger.
Even if the time came for him to lead the entire mafia and organization.