Chapter 16

Somehow, he managed to ease up and clamp his hands around her upper arms, dragging her away from his lower body. His face was sheen with sweat, his eyes wild with a passion that was threatening to burst free. He was aching, his body so hot, it was a wonder he did not melt.

With trembling hands, he switched their positions, so he was lying between her thighs. His arms on either side of her head were rigid as he tried his best to regain the control as he stared down at her.

“You witch.” He whispered thickly. “Do you know what you do to me?”

“I wanted to taste you.” Her hands wandered over the strained muscles of his chest, where the flesh was quivering.

“And I want to water the mouth of your womb with my seed.” He lowered himself slowly. He was breathless and dangerously close to losing himself.

“I want that too. I want your children darling. I want small replicas of you, of the beautiful man I am married to.”

“And I want them looking like you, acquiring your wonderful personality, your fortitude, your talent.” He was circling the opening of her sex, trying to buy some time. “Your beauty.” He sank in slowly, already enveloped by her moist warmth.

His teeth gritted as he relaxed his hands and sank lower on top of her. Moving a hand to grasp her hip, he turned her sideways as he sank deeper. He went still, his heart pounding so hard, he could barely hear anything else.

It was difficult to believe that he was experienced. Nothing in his past had prepared him for what she made him feel. If someone asked him to describe the sensations, he would have to pass, because there were no words.

She was tight and incredibly warm and suited him so well that he knew that as long as he lived, he would never feel this way about anyone.

He wanted her to know.

“Before you, I was unhappy, broken and seeking something that always eluded me.” His voice was thick. I adore you darling.” His lips settled on hers. He wanted the lovemaking to last forever, but he was about to explode.

Her eyes shimmered with tears as she wrapped her hands around his neck.

“I can’t stand it,” she whispered hoarsely. “I thought it was all over for me. That I would never ever find love and then you came along. I promise that you will never have to guess how I feel about you. That you will never have to wonder if it is you I want. You have me darling. All of me.”

The tenuous control he had been holding onto, broke as her words sank deep into his heart. With unintentional force, he drove into her, causing her to explode around him, seizing her lips, he devoured her, capturing her moans as her own powerful climax slammed through her unsuspecting body.

“Don’t move,” she whispered.

“I don’t want to crush you.” He murmured into her neck.

“You are not.” Her hands massaged the small of his back and moved down to his taut butt. “I love the way you feel and know that you belong to me.”

Lifting his head, he gazed at her in wonder. Her hair was spread over the pillows, her lips damp from his kisses and her eyes – God! Her eyes were bright with passion.

Lifting a hand, he trailed his finger down her cheek. Bending his head, he kissed the tip of her nose. As he was about to brush his lips against hers, her stomach growled loudly. His head snapped up as he stared at her.

“That’s quite a mood kill, in case you didn’t know.” He was grinning at her as he shifted his weight. “I think we should get you something to eat. You did not have much to eat at the reception.”

His sister thought of everything. She had packed a huge basket to bring with them, which included the sumptuous meal from the reception along with a whole cake and several bottles of champagne.

They ate right there by the fire, with him feeding her the delicious cake and the champagne. The fire had simmered down to embers by the time they were finished. He insisted on clearing away the remnants of their meal. Drawing her into his arms, he cradled her against him.

“Full?”

“Hmm.” She murmured, her fingers trailing over his chest.

“You are playing with fire.” He whispered.

“I think I can stand the heat.”

“You asked for it.” He growled as he covered her body with his.

*****

“What do you plan on doing with the house?” Earl asked as he quietly came up and wrapped his hands around her waist.

They were back from their weeklong honeymoon and were spending their first night as a married couple in his apartment. The magic of the seven days was still lingering, and Cathy found herself wishing they had a few more weeks.

They had done nothing but while the days away in front of the fire, making love and talking.

They had chanced the icy weather and taken walks, appreciating the beauty of nature and the bracing air. At one point, she could swear she heard a bear thrashing through the bushes and, to her husband’s amusement, had made mad haste back to the cottage.

Leaning back against him, she closed her eyes in contentment. “I want to keep it. It’s my first home, the first place I felt any form of security.” Tilting her head up, she gazed into his beloved face and felt the familiar stirring of her heart.

She loved him so much that it simply scared her. She never dreamed that anything like this ever existed, and it was going to take a while to get used to the way he made her feel.

“I understand.” He kissed the tip of her pert nose, his hands tightening around her waist. “The house we grew up in, my sister and I never felt like home.” He moved his hands over her flat stomach, rhythmically.

“As soon as I had control over everything, I sold it. Too many awful memories. Funny thing though…,”his tone had turned reflective. “Not until you started coming here, did this place feel lived in. Before that, it was just somewhere to crash whenever I am in town.”

She turned into his arms. “I want us to promise each other something.”

“Anything.” He declared solemnly.

Her smile came as she lifted a hand to frame his face. He needed a shave, she thought whimsically, the bristles pleasant against her palm.

“That no matter how busy we get with our respective careers, we will always have time for each other. That we will go out, not just the obligatory functions, but have date nights and not forget in the busyness of our lives.”

“That’s easy.” His gray eyes glittered as he stared at her. Their time away together had cemented them as a couple. They had talked and made love and talked some more.

She had told him of the tormenting times she spent at the group home, her insecurities regarding her height and weight and how she had been brought up to believe she was ugly and unacceptable. It had been difficult for him to tamp down his anger.

He wanted to flay alive the people who had hurt her. “You are my number one priority. I am hoping that when I have to travel, you will accompany me.”

“I would love that.”

“There is something else.”

“What?”

“I would like to make love to my wife.”

Her laughter tinkled out. “Why am I not surprised?”

Instead of responding, he took her hand and led her up the spiral staircase. During their absence he had changes made to their bedroom and she had not seen it yet. Whereas, before the large suite had been purely masculine, he had consulted with Justin to find discuss color coordination.

“Wait.” He placed a restraining hand on her arm as soon as they reached the doorway.

“What…”

“Shh.” Putting his hands over her eyes, he nudged her inside.

“I hate surprises.” She muttered.

“Just hush.”

She remained silent as they made their way through the sitting room and into the bedroom. He had guided her into the middle of the hardwood floors before removing his hands.

“What do you think?”

Her eyelids flickered open, and her body jerked in surprise. There were colors everywhere. Not just the drapes, but on the sofas which had been reupholstered with dazzling green and gold, the cushions, ranging from chestnut brown to a shimmering red and gold color combination.

The rugs had also been replaced to match the color scheme and the bedspread was a lovely combination of all the colors in the room.

A fire blazed inside the huge hearth, giving the room a cozy and wonderful glow and highlighting the colors. The closet had no doors, and she could see the revolving shelves and cabinets. A vanity was stashed in the middle, with a large oval mirror and a padded chair made for comfort.

He watched her anxiously as he waited for her reaction.

“Moncrieffe assured me these are your favorite colors, and I have been to your place and…”

“You consulted Justin? Willingly spoke to him?”

His grimace had her biting back a smile. “Reluctantly, I wanted everything to be done before we returned.”

She was going to cry and for a woman who had been forced to be tough all her life, ever since she met this man, she was always near to tear. It was frustrating, it was wonderful, and she loved him so much, she could not breathe.

“You did this for me.”

“No, I did it for Moncrieffe. What do you think?”

“I think I hit the jackpot.” Her voice was husky. “I think I am the most blessed woman in the entire world, and I think my husband deserves a treat.” She started taking off her sweater.

“I agree with you, but I want to do the honors.” Bridging the distance, he stood before her, one hand lifting to finger a fat curl lying on her breast. “There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you; don’t you know that by now?”

“I am beginning to. Love me darling. I want it to be hard, and I want it fast. I want to feel you buried deep inside me to make an impression.”

His breath came out in a whoosh and his desire exploded inside his loins.

“I wanted to take it slow.”

“The second time. Right now, I just want to feel you inside me.”

“Your wish is always my command.” He told her thickly as he quickly got rid of the sweater and the bra. They had taken their boots off downstairs, so it left only her leggings, and he was gratified that she had not bothered with panties.

“Beautiful.” He breathed, his hands cupping her generous breasts.

“Admire later.” She ordered. Something had come over her when she realized what he had done for her. There was a fire burning inside her that appeared to be unquenchable, and she had to have him now, or she felt as if she was going to die.

“Take off your clothes. Hurry!”

Acting on her urgency, he practically ripped off his own clothes, until he was standing before her magnificently naked. Taking her hand, he led her up the steps and tumbled her onto the bed.

“I wanted to seduce and dazzle you with my expertise as a lover.” He covered her body with his.

“There is no time for that, and I already know that you are the best lover in the world. I want to feel you inside me, now.” Her fingers were digging into the muscles of his flesh. “Dazzle me by screwing me until I cannot move.”

His body jerked – not just at her words, but at the fire burning in her dark brown eyes.

“Cathy…”

“Now, dammit!” Her body was writhing beneath his.

“What…,” he broke off with a heartfelt groan when she reached between them and wrapped her fingers around the pulsating heat.

“I don’t know what’s happening to me.” She told him, the moans puncturing her words. “I am hot, feverish and I cannot wait. Ever since I stepped into the bedroom and realized what you did, I am hot and horny for you. I am wet…” His body went rigid, and he felt the madness washing over him.

The need to mate with her was so intense, he knew he was going to be rough. This coupling was not going to have any form of finesse. The gloves had been wrenched off and it was the animal in him that was taking over.

“You asked for it.” Removing her fingers, he entered her forcefully, with enough impetus to drive her head against the solid oak headboard. But she did not feel the pain. She wanted it to be rough. Wanted it hard.

“Put your mark on me.” She panted. Bending his head, he pushed her breast up and pulled the flesh between his teeth, pulling hard enough to break the skin. She cried out, her fingers digging into his back, nails raking the skin. It was as if a sheen of insanity had taken over and they had no control.

He was deep inside her, but it was not enough. He wanted to melt into her, become one with her. Rolling to the side, he jerked her knee up and drove into her. One hand came up to wrap around strands of her hair so that he could keep her steady as he seized her lips in a kiss that bruised and excited her to the point of madness.

She came viciously. Dragging her lips from his, she bit down hard on his shoulder and drew blood. When she started to suck on the skin, he went wild. He came, his body bucking, his head thrown back as waves after waves washed through him.

He couldn’t stop, the climax was unending and even when it was finished, the spasms still wracked him until he felt as if he had died and been reborn.

Finding the strength, he slid off her and gathered her against him. He felt boneless and drained. He was weak and spent, but his heart was still pounding, his body glistening with sweat. He could not speak, there was really nothing to say. All he could do was feel and he was feeling everything.

Her face was buried in his chest, fingers curled in the damp hairs of his chest.

It was now he felt the throbbing on his shoulder and his back.

And he remembered that he had sucked her blood into his mouth, that he had hurt her.

Easing her away, he sat up and examined her flesh, grimacing at the large bruise on her left breast.

“I need to get some iodine…”

“No.” Taking his hand, she laced their fingers together. “Not yet.”

“You are going to get an infection.”

“Not yet.” She brought his hand to her lips. Tilting her head up, she stared at him with tears shimmering in her eyes. “I spent years of my life having no one except Justin and I was fine, or thought I was.

I tried to look for love in so many places and failed.” She had to draw in a breath. “I never found it and when I decided to hell with it and stopped looking, there you were.” Her throat was thick with unshed tears.

“When I came in and saw that you changed things for me, that you always put me first, something broke inside me. I don’t care about the bruises. I wanted you to put your seed inside me.” She brought their joined hands to her flat stomach. “You put your baby inside me, and I feel like flying. I love you so damn much, that I cannot breathe.”

“You think…”

“I know.” She pressed his hand deeper. “My darling husband, I wanted it rough and…” She drew in a breath. “It was wonderful, and I have no regrets.”

“My one true love.” His voice was thick as he slid down and cupped her face. “My darling, my only love. What you do to me.” He kissed her deeply, his large body shuddering. “I adore you!”

*****

“Pregnancy becomes you.” Justin told her in a hushed tone as he kissed her on the lips, ignoring the glower directed towards him from her husband. The glower was just for show, because over the last few months, the two men had bonded in their love for Cathy. They both loved her in different ways, yes, but they were committed to her.

And now that she was pregnant, that commitment went even further. They were determined to fuss over her, ignoring her exasperating comments that she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself.

And that she was not the first pregnant woman in history.

They were having a son. Cathy had been right on target after that randy and animalistic lovemaking that had drawn blood from them. Six weeks after that night, she had started to discover symptoms. A visit to the doctor had confirmed it.

They were languishing by the pool on a sizzling summer day in July. She had invited Justin, Teresa, and Byron, who were now a steadfast couple. Evelyn and her husband George were also present.

George and Byron were manning the grill, with Earl occasionally wandering over to oversee the preparation of the meal. But every now and then he would stop by to give an eye on his very pregnant wife.

“Make yourself useful and get her something to drink.”

“You just want to get rid of me.” Justin muttered.

“And people said you are nothing but a pretty face.” Earl sat on the lounge where his wife was reclining, a bowl of fruits balanced on her distended stomach. “There might be hope for you yet.”

“Please bear in mind that I can hardly roll myself off this chaise, yet alone break up a fight.” She warned, dividing a glance between the two most important men in her life. “Justin, get me a tall glass of lemonade.”

“You are supposed to be on my side.”

“I am not choosing sides at all. Go.”

He went with a grumble.

“You were mean.”

I just wanted a few minutes with my wife and son.” Earl’s hands cradled her belly and immediately felt his son’s reaction. It never ceased to amaze him that they had both created something so magical. “How are you darling?” He asked huskily.

“Aside from your son playing havoc with my uterus? I am just dandy.”

“I adore you.”

She went still, her hand gripping his. His declaration never failed to draw a reaction from her and now was no different. Living with him as his wife was a constant marvel for her. He was generous, too generous and he loved completely.

It was as if he had been saving up and the love and affection, he had not been free to give his parents and showered her with everything. He catered to her. They would go out to a function, and he wouldn’t be far from her side.

When he discovered she was pregnant, she had received so many gifts, she had to threaten him that she would leave if he didn’t stop. He loved her and had eyes for her alone.

When she started putting on weight because of her pregnancy, she had been scared, that he would succumb to the women, she knew were after him. But he found her beautiful. He would never stray, and she was convinced that he had eyes only for her.

“Darling,” She whispered, overcome with emotions.

Understanding dawned as he continued to stare at her and mutual yearning were transmitted.

“Later.” He promised hoarsely.

*****

Earl cradled his one-week-old son in his arms, his expression rapturous. The baby had been delivered finally, after twelve agonizing hours of labor that started in the middle of the night and continued through most of the day.

Earl had been beside himself with worry, promising fervently that he would never let this happen to her again and alternately giving the medical team around his wife hell with threats that if they let anything happen to her, they would not live long enough to tell the tales.

But the arrival of his son had made everything perfect. And the fact that his wife had survived the ordeal, made him even more mellow.

“He is sleeping.” He whispered.

“I think that means it’s time to put him down.” Cathy, snuggled on the pillows, told him drowsily. His nursery was all prepared, but they were allowing him to sleep in their room for the time being. It made it easier for her to feed him when he woke up during the night.

Earl put him down, touching one rosy cheek in wonder. “Eli Caleb.” He whispered. Pulling the covers over him, he stood there for a few more minutes staring at the tiny replica of himself. Emotions threatened to overwhelm him as he walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. “Tired, my love?” He asked gently.

“A little. Am I going to have to beg you to join me?”

“Never.” Shrugging out of his robe, he climbed in next to her, cradling her against him. “Have I sufficiently thanked you?” He asked quietly.

She was about to answer flippantly but realized that the question called for a sober response.

Turning her head to look at him, she examined his beloved face. “You did. When you gave me your unconditional love and showed me that I am worth something. When you placed your ring on my finger and put your seed inside me. When you take me in your arms every night and love me to distraction. All those times, you were thanking me.”

His throat worked soundless, gray eyes shimmering. “Thank you, my sweet, sweet love.” He whispered achingly.

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