Chapter 3.

CHRISTIANA.

The children were a beautiful respite during the day while our men slept. I was sure the girls and I would be going absolutely insane with the stress if we didn't have something to take our minds off what was happening.

After a loud, boisterous dinner with six kids and a teenager, we all retired to our rooms for some quiet time. I loved Angelique, and her family was amazing, but after a very stressful couple of days, my head couldn't take any more.

I went to the kitchen and took a couple of ADVIL for the headache that had taken up permanent residence in my brain, then shuffled back to my bedroom. We'd been given one of the largest suites in the huge country home; because Roman had been injured before we came here. The doctors had stayed all night that first night but had finally gone home today.

I was really hoping that after a second full day in shifter form, he'd be well when he awoke tonight.

We still had about half an hour until sunset, so I greeted Roman in his stone form with a kiss and headed off to the bathroom. I needed to sleep, but I also needed to wash away the stress and the stench of the last little while.

When I'd met Roman last year, I'd been in a bad way, financially and romantically. Even physically, in fact. I wasn't safe with the boyfriend I was dating at the time, and Roman had saved me and brought me into a magical world where I'd been living my happily ever after for the last year.

After all the happiness we'd shared, I'd never thought we'd be here again. Once more fighting for our lives as people tried to kill those I loved. My man and his brothers had never hurt anyone. To be hunted and killed for being ancient shifters, seemed utterly cruel, and completely without logic.

There were real monsters in this world who needed putting down. Animal and human alike. Whoever was funding these attacks needed to put their money into saving humanity and should leave my family alone.

I had a long shower in the beautiful, updated bathroom. I needed every moment beneath the water to wash away the day, and the tears, and the worry. When I saw Roman, I didn't want him to know how terrified I was.

By the time I finally stepped out of the shower and wrapped a fluffy white towel around myself, Roman was already awake and walking into the bathroom to join me.

"Hello my Beloved."

I turned around and threw myself into his arms. "Oh, you look so much better." His skin was smooth beneath my hands and his wounds had healed. "Let me look at you." I pulled back and trailed my fingers over his wide pecs, then cupped his beautiful face with my hands. "I was so worried."

He smiled then dropped a soft kiss on my lips. "I know. But I'm here."

He pulled me back into his arms and I wriggled a little, untucking the towel so that it slowly slipped off my body and dropped to the floor. I arched my back, pressing my breasts to his chest. Damn, I'd missed him so much.

Roman groaned with longing. "Sweetheart, you're too delectable. I won't be able to stop myself from ravaging you if you keep doing that."

It had been days since I'd felt Roman's kiss, and with all the unknowns in our life, I didn't want to waste any more time. I wanted him. I needed him.

"Don't stop yourself." I urged him, sinking my nails into his shoulders. "I need you." I'd never needed anything more than my man's reassurance that he was well.

Roman swung me up into his arms and I held on to him as he walked me over to the bed. There, he set me down gently.

Part of me wanted to just ravage him. Flip him onto his back and go down on him until he was screaming my name. But he was still moving stiffly, which meant that although there was no obvious damage now, he was still healing internally. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him. We had time, after all.

Tonight, should be about our connection. Our love.

I shuffled backward and pushed the blankets down with my feet so that I could lie down on the sheets for him. Roman stared at me for long moments, his eyes liquid silver in the dim light of the room.

I reached over and flicked on the bedside lamp, loving the way the extra light illuminated his perfect body for me.

"You sure?" Roman asked and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Me? I'm not the one that almost died a few days ago. Are you sure?"

He pushed his pants to the ground, revealing his deeply sexy body and crawled onto the bed toward me. "Absolutely."

I came up to meet his hot, perfect lips, wrapping an arm around his neck so I could drag him in for a deep kiss; while my free hand reached between us and wrapped around his cock.

He groaned against my lips before kissing me harder. I opened for him and met his tongue with my own. He smelled of rain and tasted like honey. I loved this. I loved him, and I wanted more.

I stroked his cock the way he liked, squeezing at the base for a moment before giving it a long, slow tug.

He gasped and shuffled down, his cock slipping from my grasp.

I cried out, "Oh no, come back."

He didn't do what I asked, he just kept moving down my body. I opened my thighs to allow him enough room for his body to be more comfortable and that's where he stopped. With his head between my legs.

The first kiss on my clit had me bowing up, my spine arching high, seeking more. He put his hands on my legs and held me open while he ran his tongue up and down my flesh, teasing me mercilessly.

I cried out as he slid a finger up inside of me, uncaring of how loud I was or who heard me. I grabbed his hair and held on tight. His mouth was pure magic, he knew my body so well. With every kiss, with every touch, he drove me higher up that incredible mountain of pleasure and closer to the precipice.

As my belly began to tighten and my cries of pleasure got even louder, Roman stopped licking me. He made his way back up my body; kissing my belly, suckling my nipples, and then coming up to kiss my lips once more.

"Can I get on top?" I asked, wanting to feel him inside me.

He smiled and rolled us over together, "Of course, Beloved."

Roman was a generous, but dominant lover. He usually liked to control this part, but with his body still sore, I was hoping he'd let me take care of us for once.

I sat up and threw my head back, my long hair falling down my back and making me feel like I was playing the role of some sort of ancient nymph.

Roman's hands moved up to cup my breasts, making my body throb with want. I slid back, feeling the length of his cock beneath me. I lined up the head and rotated my hips, taking him inside of me.

"Oh..." I gasped out as I slid down onto him, taking every inch of his hardness into my soft body. "Wow..."

Roman's hand fell to my waist, where he squeezed.

I opened my eyes and stared down at my beautiful man, "I love you so much."

"As I you," Roman said back, his lips parted on a moan.

I leaned forward and kissed him, then pressed my hands to his pecs and began to ride him. I took my time, lifting up and feeling his shaft slid out all the way to the tip, before plunging myself back onto him.

I moved faster, lifting my legs up so that I could plant my feet on the mattress and bounce on him. Roman groaned as I rode him hard, the pleasure between my legs building higher with every thrust.

Roman lifted his knees and put his own feet on the mattress. He was about take over, and I was relieved. I needed more, and only he could give me that.

He began thrusting up into me, pushing me higher and higher.

"Oh... my god..." My eyes fell closed as my belly began to quicken. With every thrust I climbed higher until I was screaming out, soaring, flying through the air. Lights were flashing inside my mind like the fourth of July.

Then I was falling, shaking, quivering with my orgasm.

Roman fucked into me once more, burying himself deep before releasing his pleasure inside of me.

My body bucked again as my pussy milked the last of his essence from him. I collapsed onto Roman's chest, panting and slightly sweaty.

"I need another shower," I said with a little laugh. "That was amazing."

Roman kissed the top of my head. "It always is, with you."

I closed my eyes and hugged him tight, unwilling to be separated. I'd found my soul mate, and I wouldn't let anyone take him away.

I wouldn't.

I'd help to save Roman and his brothers, or I'd die alongside them. There was no life without my family.