Stolen Dove: Stolen Hearts Series Blake, Carina (e reader books .txt) 📖

refused to take Avanti’s calls after I returned. Fernando told him that I was no longer interested in doing business, but Avanti can’t take no for an answer.

“Well, personally, I’d like to work with you and make you a better offer. I want the son of a bitch dead, but I’d rather not get my hands dirty. From the rumors around town, he’s interested in getting your wife back.”

“What the fuck? He’s really asking for a bullet in the head.”

“Well, then, we understand each other.”

Apparently, I’m full of understanding today. I run my hands through my hair and think about my sweet Dove. “Very much. I wouldn’t let anyone take my wife.”

“I’m betting the way you rushed her out of the country and married, I doubt you’d let anyone come between you and yours.”

“Damn right. So what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking my wife has never been to Spain before and it’s only fair that I take her before the baby comes and we head to Africa for business.”

“That can work, although I must warn you that I don’t tolerate anyone approaching my wife.”

“I’ll bring my men, but I’ll keep them away from her. Trust me when I say that I understand. There are very few people I ever trust around my wife.” After reading what I have on the man, I know he’s serious.

‘’Good. When can I expect you?”

“In two days. I don’t want to give them any notice that I’m leaving. I have eyes all around including at that party, but I’m sure they have some as well.”

“Let me know when you’ll be expected, and I’ll have cars ready to pick you up.” I end the call and turn to Fernando, whose phone starts to ring.

“Hey, okay.” He ends the call.

“Do you trust Benedetti?” he asks.

“Enough. After Avanti sold his wife to his brother, I’m betting he hates Avanti as much as I do.”

“That’s my take on the guy. I’ll do some more digging, and speaking of digging—there’s no need for digging with Vicente. That was Marcelino. They’ve managed to dispose of him without a trace.” Marcelino needs a raise; that bastard has proven himself over and over the past few years.

“Thank you. Get some rest.”

“I will. I can’t wait to find someone to keep me up at night.”

“You need to find someone special. It makes life a lot better. Goodnight.” We walk out, and Fernando leaves. His house is located on the estate about a mile from here, and it’s why he’s quick to arrive at any given moment.

I return to our bedroom and climb into bed, pulling my sleepy, pregnant wife into my arms. “I missed you. Get some sleep, mi esposa.”

“Goodnight, Victor.” She snuggles into me with a sigh.

14

Victor

“Good morning, beautiful,” I groan, feeling Dove’s lips on my chest and moving lower.

“Good morning. How are you feeling?” She cups my stiff cock through my boxer briefs, stroking my meat.

“Wonderful.” I look at her hand and see the ring. Fuck, it’s perfectly shining as she pulls out my girth from my briefs. Her mouth comes over the head, and I jerk upward into a sitting position and press my hands onto the sheets to prevent myself from grabbing her hair and fucking her face. It’s exquisite torture as she takes her time sliding her tongue from my balls to my shaft. “My Queen, mi reina, please.”

“What do you want, my king? Do you want me to take it down deep?” she asks, looking up at me with her nightgown riding up and her ass completely bare.

“Yes. I want you to wrap those plump, fuckable lips around my cock and show me how good a wife you are.” I reach over and spank her bottom. She sucks the head into her mouth, using her hand to stroke the rest of me. “You’re such a good wife.” I growl. I can’t take it anymore. I lift her up and flip her onto her back, dropping down to her pussy and eating her sweet juices. Damn, she’s delicious as fuck.

“Victor.”

“Do you need more, mi reina?” I stare up at her just over her mound.

“Please,” she moans, slamming her thighs against my head. I grip her calves and pull her legs apart and rise up until my weeping cock lines up with her heat.

“Dove, your pussy needs a thorough fucking, doesn’t it?” I ask, skimming my hands up her body to cup her fat tits.

She nods, earning a tsk, tsk from me. “Yes, Victor, my king.” A wave of lustful pride slams into my chest and I rock forward, burying my length deep inside her small frame. She wraps her legs around my waist as I fuck her. Our headboard bangs against the wall, and I don’t give a fuck if anyone in the house can hear me possessing my wife. I take her mouth because every moan from her still belongs only to me.

“I’m going to come on your cock right now,” Dove whimpers before her pussy seizes up on my shaft, creaming all down it. I lose the last vestiges of my control and drive hard until I pump every drop of cum into her depths. I’ve already knocked her up, but I can’t help filling her womb.

Once we come down from our fantastic orgasms, I pull out of her and run to the shower, and then I come back and scoop her off the bed. “I want to spend the day with you, but not inside of you, Señora Serrano. I need to spoil my queen. How about a day of just you and me?”

“That would be great, but I promised your mother we would have dinner with her and Hector.”

“Then we shall spend most of the day together.”

* * *

I take her hand and lead her down to my office. “I know you’ve never really been in here, but I wanted to show you where I work when I’m home. Besides, I have a present for you.”

“A present?”

“Yes. It’s not even a present. It’s