Chapter 76

Luca’s POV

Marabella sat quietly eating her dinner. I watched her, admiring her every move. “Luca”, her voice was soft. I smiled at the shyness that protrayed on her face. “Yes, bambina?”, I asked. She hesitated, like she was worried. I reached up and cupped her chin, making her look at me.

“Never be afraid to speak your mind, piccola. Especially with me”, I murmured. She exhaled softly, “Can you call the university in the morning and ask them to email me the assignments? If I do it, they won’t, but they will do it for you and I can’t miss anymore, umm”, I cut her rambling off with a kiss. When I pulled away, I smiled broadly. “Yes, baby girl. I will call them. Thank you for asking for my help, la mia bella moglie (my beautiful wife)”, I said.

“Now finish eating, piccola”, I nudged her nose with mine. When we were done, I put our plates back on the tray and gave it to Rex at the door and informed them that we were going to bed. I climbed into the bed with Mara and let her get into a comfortable position. She draped her arm across my stomach, her injured leg across my waist and her head on my chest.

“Get you some well deserved rest, piccola”, I whispered, kissing the top of her head. She snuggled further into my chest. “Stay with me please”, her voice was low and sounded vulnerable. I wrapped my arms around the areas of her body that weren’t injured and held her body close to mine. “I will. I promise, gattina”, I said, my voice was deep and laced with my emotions.

It didn’t take long for her breathing to even out, telling me that she was asleep. I set an alarm for an hour from now on my phone and put it on the bedside table. I laid there and ran my fingers through my wife’s long, beautiful, dark curly locks. An hour passed before I realized it, and I woke Mara up to drink some water. And that’s how it went every hour for the next five hours. I woke her up and had her drink some water or use the restroom.

By the time I woke her up for the fifth time, she was fed up with it. “Luca, why do you keep waking me up?”, she whined. “To make sure that you don’t slip into a coma, bambina. But this is the last time, I promise, piccola”, I assured her, as I helped her back into bed. “Thank God”, she groaned, as she laid on her stomach.

My shirt had ridden up her thighs, giving me a clear view of her bubble butt. Especially, since the bottom pokes out of her cheeky panties. I groaned as I threw my head back. “Piccola, sarai la mia morte (Little one, you are going to be the death of me)”. Mara mumbled something that sounded like ‘I’m sorry’, but I couldn’t be sure.

I climbed into the bed and faced Marabella. Her head was facing the opposite direction, propped on her arms, and her leg bent. I scooted as close as I could to her and slid my hand under the hem of the shirt, resting my hand on her ass. Marabella hummed, then scooted her ass closer to me. I chuckled as I gave her cheek a gentle squeeze.

Mara grabbed my hand and pulled it up under her face, inadverently pulling my body over hers like a blanket. I rested my weight on my arms and placed a kiss to the exposed skin on her neck. “Doesn’t this hurt, amore?”, I whispered, nibbling on her skin. She moaned and rolled her body against mine, pushing her perfect ass against my already hard dick.

I inhaled sharply at the sensation. “I’m comfy”, Marabella mumbled sleepily. I smiled against her neck. “I am too, piccola”, I uttered, placing another gentle kiss on her skin, before I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep with her.

Marabella’s POV

A sharp shooting pain in my leg awoke me. I groaned and whimpered as I tried to maeuver around to sit up. “Easy, bambina. let me help you”, Luca’s voice was soft and laced with sleep. He gently slipped his hands under me and helped me to sit up. I groaned again, as he helped swing my legs off the bed.

I looked down at my stitched thigh. The wound itself was covered with gauze, but I could already see a large bruise forming around the bandage. “Fucking hell”, I uttered. Luca crouched down beside my leg and gently touched the forming bruise. “I’ll let that one slide. Does it hurt as bad as it looks, bambina?”, he asked. “Yes”, I answered breathlessly, as I tried to process the amount of ache that was happening in my body.

“I’m so sorry, gattina. Stay right here. I’ll get the stuff to change your bandages”, Luca said as he stood and started toward the bathroom. “Luca”, I called out to him. He stopped mid-stride and turned to look at me with a questionative, yet concerned expression. “I have to pee”, I pouted.