Taking The Bait (Nothing But Trouble Book 1)

by Steele, C. M.

  Moira’s vitals hadn’t changed and hope was starting to dwindle for her recovery. My family returned back to Chicago to handle my business assets for me. Silvia was a bit sad when she left, but did what my parents told her to do. They wanted to keep her safe.

  Declan didn’t seem to care that Silvia left. He returned back to work on the ranch last week. I hired some extra help from town because he’d been too injured to do the work himself. Truthfully, it was the least I could do given what he’d done for me and my family. After I stole his girl, I thought he’d shun us, but he didn’t. Regan told me every time I let my jealousy seep in that he wasn’t really interested in her for a wife and preferred her as a friend.

  We’d already rolled around in bed three times the night before and then once again in the morning. I wanted in her pussy all the damn time. There wasn’t a moment in her presence that I wasn’t ready to screw her brains out.

  We were getting ready for the day and decided to take separate showers so I would keep my dick to myself, but then she messed up. I watched Regan walk out of the shower in her tiny towel, and I was hard again.

  I needed to get a hold of myself because we were already running late to the hospital, but since we were already late I guess it didn’t matter.

  “Amore, are you trying to get fucked again?”

  “No. I just forgot some panties.”

  That was enough. I walked up to her and tore the towel off, pushed her against the wall, and took her mouth while I undid my pants. Our tongues danced and tasted each other as I lifted her up and wrapped her thighs around me and slid her down my pole.

  “Forgot them my ass,” I growled as she looked like a cat who got her cream.

  All she gave me was a slight shrug of her shoulders and a look of feigned innocence.

  “Amore, if you want the dick all you have to do is ask. Or if your uncomfortable voicing your needs, you could drop to your knees suck me off. I think I would get the hint,” I said as I pushed up into her.

  “You’re mine, Regan. Say it.”

  “I’m yours, Dante,” she moaned, which only turned me on. I didn’t know why I demanded she say it when I knew what it would do to me. Our movements were rough and hard as we fucked on the hotel room wall.

  I could tell her body was eager to come, as her walls clutched and drenched my cock. She’d gotten so good at taking my thickness into her.

  My lips moved to her shoulder, and I bit as I pressed her harder against the wall. She didn’t complain about my roughness and never did. Regan gave as good as she got. She was always tugging at my hair or clawing at the muscles on my back.

  “Kiss me,” she cried.

  I lifted my head up at her hungry plea and complied. I kissed her hard, biting, and nibbling before slipping my tongue inside her mouth. I groaned when I felt her tighten as she came. I pulled her head back by her hair to kiss her jaw and pump my release into her.

  After that, I decided to leave her pussy alone for a couple of hours. There was plenty of things to do together that didn’t involve being naked, not that I found anything against being naked with her, but I couldn’t spend all day in her. We wouldn’t be able to walk if we did.

  After our visit to the hospital, we took a trip to see the Dublin Castle and the Kilmainham Gaol. It was an interesting day. My favorite part was that I had my own personal tour guide. My sweet Regan showed me all the little creepy areas and told me tales that had been told to her throughout the years about the two historic sites.

  “Thank you for taking me to see some of your heritage. I had a fun day.” I said after we finished another round of loving.

  “Even with all our clothes on?”

  “I wouldn’t want to go see them with you naked. Hell, I thought your dress was too tight for all these ‘blokes’ around here,” I growled in response. I wasn’t playing either. They were looking at her ass several times, and I had to check their asses.

  “You’re ridiculous. There was twice as many women checking out your ass in your jeans. Seriously, you are too handsome, husband.”

  “That just means we’re going to have some really beautiful babies,” I whispered in her ear as I nibbled on her lobe. She hugged me tighter and then I thought about something.

  “Speaking of babies—are you normally late with your period?”

  “What!? Do you track all of your women’s bleeding?”

  “Not at all. This would be a first, but we’ve been together over a month, and I’ve been dreading its arrival.”

  “I haven’t gotten it, and I’m never late, but I’ve been too busy with everything that’s been happening to go to the chemist for a test.”

  “The chemist?”

  “Yes. You know, the drug store.”

  “Of course,” I said shaking my head. I didn’t know if I would ever get used to the different sayings for the same thing.

  “Do you want to find out now? Or shall we wait until tomorrow?” she asked.

  All of the sudden I wanted to know, but it was already midnight. I didn’t want to search for a pharmacy that was open this late. Besides she was looking really tired after our long day.

  “It’s too late to go now. We’ll see a doctor when we go and visit your mother in the morning.”

  “Okay.” She tucked herself into my chest like she did every night which did fucked up things to my heart.

  “I love you,” she whispered in her sleep. I looked down at her to see if she was awake, but she wasn’t. My heart was reeling at her admission, sleepy or not. I loved her on first sight. I’d waited to hear her say it. She had to know my feelings, I said it several times before. Granted, it had never been in English or only when I knew she was asleep.

  “Ti amo, Regan,” I whispered as I kissed her lips.

  †††

  Today was the first day I was really in a rush to see her mother. There was nothing really there for me to do, but I refused to let her go alone.

  The first time she asked me if I wanted to stay at the hotel, I said, “Are you out of your mind? I’m not letting you go without me. Don’t ask me again or I’ll spank your silly ass and not in a good way.”

  She didn’t ask again. I knew she really wanted me there because she got tense every time we pulled into the lot, but was just trying to please me.

  We got to the hospital early. I immediately called to request a female OB/GYN see us. The woman met us in one of the evaluation rooms. Hell, if I was going to let a man check my girl out at all. She told me they weren’t going to examine her down there, but I didn’t give a shit.

  “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Franchetti, I’m Dr. Caroline Kerrigan. What brings you in to see me?”

  “We think she might be pregnant.”

  “Did you do a home test yet?”

  “No. We suspected last night when it was too late to go to the store,” Regan answered.

  “Very well, so what we’ll do is a blood test. When was the first day of your last menstrual period?”

  “It was about six weeks ago,” she responded as she counted back in her head.

  “This test will take a little bit of time. About an hour.”

  “That’ll be fine. We’ll be up in room six-ten,” I stated.

  “I’ll call the room when the results are in, and we can take it from there.”

  “Thank you,” my beautiful wife said. The doctor prepared what she needed on the counter behind us. I could tell Regan was nervous, but I wasn’t sure what she was more nervous about. Was it because she was pregnant or was she afraid that she wasn’t?

  “What’s wrong, amore? You seem nervous.”

  “I don’t really like needles.”

  “I’ll hold your hand,” I said as the doctor came back to us.

  “It’s just one prick, amore.”

  “Just look at your handsome husband and everything will be fine,” the doctor said, which caused Regan to give her a dirty look and make me smirk. The trick worked.

  “See it’s all over,” the doc sai
d as she placed the cotton ball on her arm to stop the bleeding.

  “Wow, I didn’t even notice. Thank you,” Regan said cheerfully.

  “You’re not the first person to be scared, but since this is a maternity ward we have to find a way to do it with ease. It always helps when a patient comes with a handsome partner,” the doc snickered. I shook my head and even Regan smiled.

  “Amore, are you ready to see your mother?”

  “Yes. Please.”

  “Thank you, doc,” I said, shaking her hand before I left. Sliding my hand into Regan’s, we left the room and headed to the sixth floor.

  “Regan, dear. Are you feeling well?” her dad asked.

  “I’m fine. Any news? Any changes?”

  “Nothing,” he said soberly.

  “She’ll be well soon. I know it, Athair.” I hated seeing her like this. Flanagan was still in a coma, and I decided I was just going to take my wife home. I couldn’t take her coming here every day with hope in her heart only to leave in sadness.

  “A leanbh, I feel it too. She will return to me. My dearest Moira is just mad at me and is playing sick to get me back for getting her the wrong birthday present. She’ll wake soon.” I laughed because I knew he was just joking. His stories of when she was mad at him were hilarious. Once he’d brought the wrong ingredients home from the store because he wouldn’t write it down. He came home with talcum powder instead of baking powder, and she made him wear it.

  “When was her birthday?”

  “June,” Regan replied.

  “But it’s only May.”

  “She holds a grudge. When you least expect it, she lets you have it,” Callum said with a half-smile as he tried to fight back the tears.

  We were there for about half an hour, when the phone rang. It was the doctor, and my man handed the phone to Regan.

  “Hello, Dr. Kerrigan. Yes. Really. Yes. Thank you. I will,” she cheerfully replied before hanging up the phone.

  “Amore?” I got up and walked to her.

  “Yes. We are.”

  “Cara, I love you,” I said as I hugged her and kissed her hard.

  “I love you, too.” Tears streamed down her face.

  “What happened?” her father asked.

  “Sir, you’re going to be a grandfather,” I said proudly.

  “A leanbh…” A cracked voice whispered. We all turned back to the bed as Moira’s hand moved and her eyelids fluttered. Callum was over to the bed in a flash, gripping her hand.

  “Moira…wake up for me, my love.”

  Tears were streaming all around the room and the doctors were called to check on her.

  Turns out we still couldn’t leave Ireland, but at least this time it wasn’t a bad thing. Moira’s return to us was a blessing.

  Epilogue

  “Will you hurry up and put it in my ass already?” she hissed as she turned back to glare at me.

  “Calm your ass down, amore. I’ll put it in when I’m ready.” I tried not to laugh. Ever since she got her first ass fucking it had become a must once a week. She wanted more, but I didn’t want to fuck up her asshole.

  “Grr. Keep it up, and I’m not going to let you touch me.”

  “Regan, you can’t go a day without my touch let alone my cock buried in you,” I growled as I gave her a nice spank on her already pinked bottom. I rubbed the head of my cock against her folds and pushed in, knowing damn well that was going to piss her off. She’s been temperamental since we returned back to Chicago.

  “You did that on purpose. I want you to fuck my ass, already,” she shouted.

  “You need to learn who’s in charge. You don’t tell me you’re going to withhold your body from me. It’s mine.” I started stroking in and out of her wet heat. She tried to be angry, but she loved my cock buried in her.

  “Ah…” she moaned.

  “Are you going to be a patient good wife or am I staying out of your ass all week?” I asked as I slid two fingers in and out of her ass.

  “I’ll be a good wife.”

  “Damn, right you will,” I roared before I pulled out my cock that was full of her sweet pussy juice and pushed it into her tight ass. I growled as I pushed passed the first ring and deep into her ass. She purred and started to fuck back on me. I had to hold her ass so she didn’t hurt herself.

  “Calm down, amore. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

  “Sorry,” she panted.

  I smiled as I took over and pumped into her, not forgetting to stimulate her swollen breasts.

  She was now almost eight months pregnant with my son and glowing like the stars. I loved her shape. While I took her from behind I couldn’t tell that she was even pregnant, that was until I slid my hands from her breasts to the massive mound that cocooned my heir.

  Every time I touched it while we were fucking, I got even harder. I could feel her clenching down and knew she was about to come. I reached for her clit and gave it a squeeze, sending her into fucking bliss. I pulled out of her ass just in time to spray my come on her back.

  I loved my life.

  †††

  I don’t know what came over me today. I don’t know if it was because I knew Michael was being sentenced today or what, but I needed Dante’s domination. My plan to get him to give me what I want worked every time, and today was no different.

  Questioning his control got him to give it to me hard today. I grinned to myself as I washed my body in the shower.

  He left to handle so business downstairs before the sentencing hearing. They could only nail Flanagan with conspiracy to commit attempted murder in Chicago because some of the evidence had magically disappeared.

  I was ready about half an hour later when he came up to get me. My parents were staying with my in-laws and would meet us at the Cook County Courthouse. My father wanted to be there and watch his former brother-in-law suffer his fate. My mother’s recovery was quick after her release from the hospital six months ago.

  I was lost in the memories when Dante said, “Amore, we don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

  I really didn’t want to go, but I didn’t want to be a coward. Dante saw my confusion and made the decision for me.

  “Pops, we aren’t going to the hearing,” he said as my father-in-law answered the phone.

  “No. Okay. That sounds good. We’ll be there around six.”

  He hung up the phone and walked up to me. “Regan, I love you. You don’t have to be strong all the time. That’s what I’m here for. Now, let’s get naked. We don’t need to be at my parents for dinner until six.”

  I quickly unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. I watched his eyes darken, and I knew we were in for a day full of loving.

  After nap and an after-lunch love session we watched some television before getting ready to go. I knew we made the right decision to stay home. We always had fun when it was just the two of us. He smiled then. Every other time, he had to be who he was, and I did my duties and reigned by his side.

  †††

  We walked into my parents’ home and cheers were going around as everyone shouted, “Surprise!”

  It was time for a baby shower, it seemed. Regan was all smiles as she was bombarded by friends and family. The house was packed with lots of friends and acquaintances.

  Regan ran off to her parents, and I spotted my sister who I didn’t expect to see here.

  “I’m so glad you two could make it. How was the flight?”

  “It was long and my back hurt the whole time,” Silvia said as she rubbed her back, her belly was almost as large as Regan’s. She was seven months pregnant. I looked at Declan who was standing directly behind her. I still was pissed that he knocked her up, and we had to have a rushed wedding since she was beginning to show. I got over his old relationship with my wife when I knew it was just a lifelong friendship.

  “Come, babe. Let’s get some food into you,” he said as he gave me the customary nod.

  “Just what I was thinking. I�
��m so hungry,” she said as she rubbed her belly. I laughed and shook my head because according to Declan she could eat. She even threatened him once that she would cut up one of the cows if he didn’t hurry up and take her to dinner.

  I walked up to Regan and wrapped my hand around her back. Just as I heard her ask about the hearing.

  “Regan, it’s time to celebrate. Let’s not do this now.”

  “Do what now? Just tell me what happened.” I talked to my parents while she napped and learned what happened in court.

  “He only got five years for the attack on Tony. He’ll be facing charges in Ireland next, but since he’s in a wheelchair now with a useless cock, the courts may grant him some leniency. I hope not, but if they do I’ll deal with him, myself.”

  I knew she was hurting from the news, but I knew if I didn’t tell her she would see it on the news later. My number one job was to keep her happy.

  “I’ll deal with him if he gets out,” she growled. What was funny was I didn’t doubt her and I knew I’d have to keep an eye on her if he did get out.

  “I told you Dante. She was nothing but trouble,” Tony joked.

  I didn’t know he was here. That was a nice surprise. He told me he was too busy to come. He’d been traveling to California several times in the past two months in between his business dealings in Seattle.

  I think he was still looking for Diana. She had been missing since she left to Hollywood and was still on the run. Flanagan refused to give up her whereabouts, but according to Regan, Diana was dead. She said she felt it.

  As fucked as it sounded I really hoped she was. Then I’d have the revenge I’d been seeking the past nine months, and I would be sure that Regan was safe.

  “I love her, and she’s so worth the trouble,” I said to Tony as I gave her a wink and squeezed her ass. She was going to be in serious trouble when we got home. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I looked at her and it was her turn to give me a wink. Good girl gone bad.

  THE END