Angel

Chapter 56

Emilio

"I'm sorry if I scared you," she whispered. "Tori wanted me to get out of the room and she was right, I needed it."

I smiled, "I'm glad you have her, little mouse. She's a loyal friend."

She smiled and leaned against my shoulder. "She really is. Of course, it's really ironic since Trish tried to use her to get me killed. Funny how life works out, huh?" she giggled. God that sound makes my heart soar. "I mean, look at us. I hated you, but here we are married and having a baby."

I put my arm around her and kissed her head, "I love you, Mattie. I know we didn't start out on the best terms, but I will never hurt you again - I promise. I just want you to be happy, and this," I put my hand on her stomach, "this is the greatest blessing you could give me."

"We won't send her away if it's a girl, will we?" she asked hesitantly. "We won't hide her like my parents did, right?"

I pulled her onto my lap and kissed her. When we parted, her eyes were glazed and our breath heavy. "Never. I've seen what that has done to you and I know what it did to me with my own brother. I will never take our children from you. I truly hope someday Violet can be part of your life again as well."

Her eyes glistened with tears. "I would love that, but I just don't know how." She leaned against my chest for a few moments, then her head popped up, "Wait, what do you mean your brother? I thought you said he chose a different path."

I sighed. "Mattie, my father wasn't a good man. He was cruel and used anyone around him to his own benefit. When he took my mother, he became kinder I've been told, but he was still a monster. Sometimes I fear I'm just as bad. When you hurt yourself, I knew it was my fault ultimately. I treated you with disrespect and abused you all for the sake of my reputation. That's the kind of thing he would do. I am so sorry, mi amore, and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you."

I felt her hand on my cheek and looked into those jade eyes. "Emilio, I forgive you," Mattie whispered, and just like that, I broke.

I crushed her to me, sobbing. I couldn't speak, but I wanted to tell her how wonderful she was, and how much I admired and loved her. The words just wouldn't come. I stood, lifting her in my arms, and headed to the small pergola near the violet beds. Without letting her go, I tugged the cushions to the ground and gently laid her on them. My hands trailed over her body, opening her dress to expose her pale skin to me. In moments, she lay bare before me and my mouth began marking her skin with kisses and bites. She moaned under my assault, her hips lifting and seeking relief, but I took my time, wanting her to feel every ounce of my love and devotion.

When she was panting and begging for me, I centered myself at her core and met her gaze. "I love you, Mattie. I will never be worthy of the love you've given me, nor your forgiveness, but I will also never take it for granted, mi amore," then I sank inside of her as she clung to me.

Her cries were music to my ears after weeks of silence. Our lips crashed together as we found a common rhythm in our need. I felt myself getting closer as she started to shiver and her walls began to squeeze me tightly. "Emilio," she cried.  Fuck, I couldn't hold out any longer and cried out her name as I came deep inside of her. Pumping a few more strokes as we rode out our high, I kissed her once again. Tears ran down the sides of her face as she panted, "I love you, Emilio, and I love this baby too." She guided my hand to her belly. "You will be an amazing father."

I began covering her face in kisses at her words. I only prayed she was right. I groaned as she shifted underneath me, my cock springing to life again. "Fuck, mi amore, you feel so perfect," I groaned as I began moving again. Gripping her to me, I rolled us over, so that she was riding me. "I want to see you, little mouse. I want to watch you as you cum on my cock."

Her cheeks blazed red as I knew they would. While the dirty talk turned her on, it also embarrassed her. She really was my little mouse - skittish, yet adventurous and bold when needed. I felt her hands press against my chest as she started moving up and down my length. Her lips slightly parted as I reached up, pressing my thumb against them. She instinctively began sucking it as I moaned softly. I let her take the lead, her hips grinding against me as our breathing became strained. "Cum for me, Mattie," I begged as her face contorted with ecstasy. Watching her fall apart was simply mesmerizing. Her body shook as she came crying out for me. I swear she's an angel sent to me from the heavens.

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I'd carried her up to our room and after a quick shower, we had snuggled into the small couch on our balcony. Her eyes danced as I fed her bits of strawberries and chicken. She giggled when I tried to snatch a berry away and she caught it easily. "Will you tell me about your brother, Emilio? You've mentioned him a few times, but you're always so vague." I sighed, shifting in my spot. "I'm sorry if you don't want to talk, I'll understand," she quickly added, picking up on my discomfort.

"No, mi amore, I want to tell you, it's just hard. There's so much I don't even know, but I'll tell you what I remember," I said, stroking her hair. "I didn't know the truth about him until many years after he disappeared. I was ten when Mamá became pregnant. He was her little surprise blessing, she'd say. I was the first person to hold him when he was born. My father couldn't even be bothered to attend his birth, but then again, why would he." My jaw clenched at his memory. That man had done so much damage over the years, even after his death.

I felt her hand slip into mine and relaxed instantly. "We were inseparable, he was like my little shadow until I had to leave for Uni. That's when Mamá got sick. I'd taken off the semester, not realizing how bad she was. By the time I came home, it was all through her body. All we could do was watch her slip away. I didn't understand it then, but shortly after the funeral, Papa sent my brother away. Claimed he needed training to toughen up because he'd always been a mama's boy. That was the last time I saw him."

Her fingers wiped away my tears, "I'm so sorry, Emilio. Do you know what happened to him? Didn't your father ever tell you?"

I gave a hollow laugh, "That bastard wouldn't tell me anything. He hated my brother, who it turns out was only my half-brother. He let another man use Mamá as part of business and she ended up pregnant. I don't even know for sure who his real father was. Papa had all the records destroyed, and after Mamá's death, he became even more cruel - if such a thing were possible."

She pulled my head to her chest as I let the tears flow. "I'll help you find him, my love," she whispered. I just nodded, not trusting my own voice at the moment.

Author's Notes:  More smut coming...hehehe