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Okay so this takes place after Lover Unbound. It's only my second attempt at any FanFic so I really hope you like it.
The Brothers receive some unexpected news, and oh yes he's going to be a big surprise to one and all. But before their new arrival they are each spending some time with their Shellans.
Right now the disclaimer: If you've read J R Wards Black Dagger Brotherhood series, and if you haven't why not, then you will know that the characters you will read about here do not belong to me. All except the new addition of course he is mine.
This is rated as 18+ only as it does contain adult themes and language.
Well that's all I think, I really hope you enjoy it…… Happy reading everyone
Promises, Promises & A Torturous Welcome
V was just about to chuck back his latest shot when his phone rumbled deep in his pocket.
"Yeah" he snarled into it. He listened intently for a moment, and then snapped it shut.
"Sorry baby gotta go, Big Boss called." His glass didn't seem to mind as he got up from the table, dumped a couple of notes on the surface and strode out of the club.
Damn, he was just getting nice and limbered up too. He'd been getting very little sleep lately and had been really looking forward to a quiet drink tonight to take him out of it.
Dematerialising back to the compound he pounded his way up the steps and through the security doors.
"Hey Cop what's doing?" he said, immediately spotting his best bud as he came through the door. Butch was just entering from the hidden doorway under the stairs that led to the pit.
"Hey man" Butch clapped him on the arm smiling. "Dunno just got a call from Wrath, says he needs to see us… all of us urgent like. He even called Rhage and Zsadist in from the field. Must be something big huh?..."
V looked thoughtful and shook his head.
"Guess we'll find out soon enough, everyone up there already?"
Butch shook his head. "Rhage took a pretty bad hit and is getting cleaned up in the PT room and Zsadist rushed up stairs to check on Bella."
The two males share a smile. They know how much of a soppy puppy Z has become since he'd been mated.
Soon enough all The Brotherhood has assembled in Wraths study. It's a real elegant room, French aristocratic in style and looks way out of place with 5 gigantic men arranged in it.
Rhage has come up from the PT room, his arm and shoulder wrapped in bandage. V jerks his head in his direction but Rhage just shrugs. It's no big deal, it'll heal.
"Nice of you to join us Z" Wrath drawls as the last Brother strolls in and takes up his usual place in the corner away from everybody else.
"Bella needed me for something" he replies in a tone that clearly says he's not going to elaborate. They've all noticed a fresh set of fang marks on his neck so there's really no need anyway.
"Fine, fine" Wrath wafts the mundane excuse away and sits down heavily at his desk. "Now that you're all here, I have an announcement to make."
At once all the Brothers rise from their seats and crowd around the desk.
"What is it my Lord?" Phury asks unable to keep the tension out of his voice.
"I've just come from the Scribe Virgin. It seems that there is another warrior in the world besides us."
He lets the sentence hang in the air but no one speaks…
"It seems that he grew up with mortals and they didn't know he was anything different until he hit his transition. I heard he barely survived, but thanks one of our civilians working at the hospital he was taken too, she was able to give him some of her blood."
A mummer rumbled across the room and Wrath looked tiredly at his Brothers. It had been a long day and the trials of keeping his Kingdom running smoothly were heavy ones.
"My brothers!" Wrath held up his hands as the mutterings became louder and incoherent over others. "Please…" He sighed as the males all shut up and focused their attention on their King.
"Right" he shuffled some papers on his desk and squinted at one with his glass. "The Scribe Virgin is making contact with him later this week and then if he accepts she is sending him here to meet and greet."
"He knows nothing of us?" V asked incredulously. Indeed each of the bothers looked similarly shocked.
"Not very much, no. He does not know who his parents are nor does he know anything of the Scribe Virgin, but she is going to him so that at least is one less thing to induct him on." Wrath takes a deep breath and leans back in his chair. "He apparently has some rudimentary fighting skills and he's been hunting lessers out on the street by all accounts, but we'll know more obviously when he appears. I know this will disrupt the house for a while, but we're just gonna have to get on with it. So when he arrives he's to be made welcome. Am I understood?" He looked gravely at each member and they in turn gave a silent nod. They don't look very happy about it, but then it's tough tit really.
"You make us all sound like inhospitable animals my Lord?" Rhage laughed as they each retook their seats. He unrolled a lollipop and sucked on it.
"Well since we've all been living here I've seen enough territorial fights break out to make me think otherwise." Wrath replied rolling his eyes, but everyone saw his lip twitching as he fought down a chuckle.
"Yeah well they all just can't stand the fact that I'm more attractive than they are. I can't help it if they ALL want me!" Rhage casually stated hands over his head in a helpless kind of way.
A roar of laughter erupted from the room…
"Give it up Hollywood; no one wants your ass THAT badly."
"Oh well…" Rhage sighed and rose up from his chair "I do know one person who wants me…." He hitches up his leathers, the bulge in the front a good clue to whom he is thinking of, and strides out of the room.
"Later my Lord…"
V and Butch chuckled together as they hear a loud purr and a feminine squeak of "Oh Rhage!" from down the corridor a few moments later. Soon they'll all have to resort to ear plugs.
"You might as well all go and have some R&R my Brothers. It's almost too late to go back out again and I don't want any of you stuck, holed up somewhere."
Wrath waves a hand for them all to leave and as soon as the door swings shut he moans a sigh of relief and tips his head back as far as it can go. Fuck has he got one hell of a head ache. He screws his eyes shut and takes a deep breath hoping that his tension will leave with as he exhales.
"Hey baby" Comes a soothing voice from the door way. "You okay?" Beth immediately walks to her Hellren and Wrath pushes back his chair and pulls her into a hug. He buries his nose in her hair and takes a deep breath.
"Ahhh my Leelan whom I love more with each passing day."
He places a deep kiss on her lips then on the side of her throat, exactly over the spot where he marked her almost a year ago.
"Mmmmmm... say more things like that" Beth murmurs in response
Wrath chuckles as he winds his fingers in her hair and pulls her onto his lap.
"So how did they take the news?" she asks picking up the piece of paper with the new Brother's details on it.
"Pretty much the same as they always take everything. Silently, with Rhage making some horrendous joke." He sighs as he tightens his arms around his Shellan and rests his head on her shoulder.
"The Scribe Virgin sure did dump a shit-load on me. I just know that something is gonna fuck this up, but we desperately need more warriors. Plus I've got to make arrangements for his training, induction, rotation and meet with the Scribe Virgin again to report." He gives a groan and pinches the bridge of his nose.
Beth immediately gets up from his lap, ignoring his protests and walks around to stand behind him.
"Wrath you have to stop thinking bad things will happen okay? Just relax for a moment. It'll be fine" she plunges her hands into his thick soft hair and begins massaging his temples. "You're going to make your self ill with all this worry." She stokes and rubs and slowly Wrath lets out a huge sigh and lets his head fall back.
"Hmmm that's nice. Thank you Leelan"
"He's not even here yet so let's worry about all that stuff later." Her hands have moved to his neck and shoulders and Wrath is beginning to agree (even for just this moment in time) that "women are always right".
"Okay." He says quietly and pushing the troubles to a corner of his mind her reaches behind him and pulls his wife down for a kiss.
"Let's go to bed hmmm?"
Beth smiles and nods. Taking him by the hand, she leads him away from the room and down the corridor to their bedroom suite.
"And no pacing around the room tonight okay?" she says abruptly upon reaching the door. She brandishes a finger at him with a stern look set on her face.
"You are going to have a nice relaxing bath and then a full nights sleep understand?" she turns to go inside but not before Wrath captures her around the waist and lowers his head to whisper seductively in her ear.
"I just love it when you take charge." He squeezes her hips and wantonly rubs a little farther down her thighs.
Beth moans a little in pleasure but all the same steps away from his clever fingers and points to the bathroom.
"Go on. Bath. Now!" Wrath steps past her with a grin, taking off his shirt in the process.
Beth catches a glimpse of his taught muscles and feels saliva pool in her mouth while a similar pool is gathering much father south. He's fumbling with his boots now and the sinews of his back are stretching and flexing so delightfully that she has trouble looking away.
Wrath grins to him self, he knows Beth is staring at him and he can't help but stretch a little further. He hears a slight gasp of breath and then a thump as Beth's heart speeds up.
"Won't you join me?" Wrath asks calmly, when he's standing by the bathroom door in nothing but his wraparounds.
"Ermm….." Beth is gulping at the resplendent sight of him and has trouble finding words that she knows. Eventually shaking her head when all memory fails her she quickly turns her back and prepares for bed.
It wouldn't matter how many years they are married, each time she sees him her heart gives a little pitter pat at the sight and she gets butterflies in her stomach.
Wrath smiles and raises an eye brow at her but shrugs his shoulders and goes to run the bath. She'll change her mind. He knows it, she knows it, and it is just a matter of time.
Sure enough not ten minutes later, when Wrath is settled in the bath, legs stretched out and tired aching muscles unwinding, Beth pokes her head through the door and smiles. There are not many men who can get away with that amount of bubbles in their bath.
"I thought I could rub your back for you? If you want?"
Wrath grins wickedly back. "You read my mind my love." He loves it when she's all caring like this. There is no better feeling than to have someone in your life, who you can share life burdens with. Wrath feels lucky everyday to have her.
"Sit up then" she says as she perches on the edge of the bath and dunks a pouf sponge in the water. She's only wearing her kimono style robe and although he can't see he knows that she looks beautiful in it, her hair tumbling loosely from her pony tail.
She reaches forward to soap up his back when Wrath suddenly turns round and pulls her into the bath on top of him.
"Wrath what are you…."
"I've changed my mind." He says simply catching her arms to stop her struggles. "I'd rather have you rub something else instead." And taking one of her hands he guides it under the froth and places it right on his hard flesh.
He grins as Beth gasps in surprise. How had he been hiding THAT under the water? But her gasp soon gives way to a moan of pleasure as she feels him also exploring with his hands.
"Well I am multi talented, so I guess I can do this too."
"Hmmm, promises, promises." Wrath groans as he stretches back in the bath again. And lifts his beautiful Shellan up for a long loving kiss.
Down at The Pit, V and Butch have settling down with Vodka and Scotch and have been discussing the bizarre turn of events.
"V man how did you not see this coming huh?" The cop gestures to V's tattoo surrounded peeper. "I thought that eye of yours was fixed up good now?"
V shrugs and swallows some hooch.
"I don't choose what to see. I just get what ever is on the channel. If the Scribe Virgin didn't know then how could I?"
He almost sneers at the name but hurriedly remembers that "mommy dearest" is the reason he still has Jane in his life. Well of a fashion.
"So Marissa due home any time soon? It's getting pretty late." He checks his watch. He knows that Jane won't finish before 6 'o' clock and it's nearly that now. She's so devoted to her job and it's only one of the things that V loves about her.
"I'm gonna go to bed okay" picking up his glass he strides up the corridor and into his and Jane's bedroom.
"Night then" Butch calls after him with a chuckle. "You never went all spacey when you fancied me" he feigns hurt in his voice but can't help but laugh. V goes all puppy-dog when he's with Jane, thinking about Jane or talking about Jane.
"Wuss." Butch says to him-self as he heads to his own bedroom and starts removing his clothes.
Then he thinks of his own Marissa, and remembers exactly what it was like to fall in love with her. The way his heart sped up even though his breathe would stop altogether when he saw her. How possessive he was over her feeding from Rehv. That still got to him even now but he wasn't about to let it spoil his mood.
Acting while he was thinking he opened his bottom drawer and took out all the items he had stashed in there; candles, Rose and Jasmine petals and a bottle of really good wine. He'd been hanging on to them for weeks waiting for just the right night to use them. Sure they had sex almost every night but this was to be extra special.
He wanted to fall in love with Marissa all over again and wanted her to feel the same.
Running out the kitchen semi naked, he retrieved a wine cooler and filled it to the brim with ice. He raised an eye brow as a naughty thought came to him about how he would use a piece of that later.
Sweeping the sheets right off the bed he sprinkled the scented petals all over the mattress and then lit every candle dotting them about the room.
He would wait behind the door and when she came in he would sneak up and put his arms around her.
In his room V was stretched out on the bed thinking. He could hear Butch rummaging about on the other side of the wall and could tell he was planning something special.
"Pansy" he mumbled to him self with a smile and a shake of his head. He loved the guy like true family but sometimes he could be such a sap.
He on the other hand had a much saucier plan for him and Jane tonight.
Also stripping his sheets off, her surveyed the bed posts and then strode to his cupboard. He didn't have any ties, but he had a belt or two. Hmm he'd have to borrower a couple more from Butch.
Setting his "equipment" on the bed he strolled to the kitchen to find something sweet. Opening the refrigerator he grabbed pot after jar and packet until he had a selection for perusal on the counter.
Finally he selected chocolate sauce, a can of squirt-y cream and a jar of cherries. He grinned as he thought what a good cock-tail they'd make.
On his way back to his room, he knocked on Butches door…
"Hey cop you couldn't lend us a couple of your designer belts?"
Butch eyed his arm full of treats and frowned.
"Not if you're gonna cover them in whipped cream and chocolate. The grease will totally destroy the leather."
V barked out a laugh at his friend's horrified expression. The man truly loves his threads.
"Jesus, you really are one of those Armani models aren't you? Or are you actually a woman in disguise?"
Laughing hard he almost missed ducking the candle that came flying at him from across the room.
"Here Romeo, you can use one of my last season's." Butch swung a belt around V's neck and raised an eyebrow.
"Big night planned I assume?"
V peered around Burch's room and took in the soft scent of flowers and the gentle ambiance created by the many candles.
"Right back at you Amigo?" he said raising his own brow.
Butch coughed and shuffled his feet a little. He looked around the room himself and saw what Marissa would see. Romance, caring thought and… Love.
Turning back to V he smiled and looked him right in the eye.
"I love her V. I want her to know that. Every day I'm with her I feel… Complete. I don't even want to begin to image my life without her, she's everything to me."
Without waiting for a wisecrack comment he pushed the door closed shutting V out.
"I know exactly what you mean buddy, believe me I know." V said very quietly after a moments pause, briefly stroking the door before turning away to head through his own.
"Butch I'm home" Marissa called out the moment she arrived back at The Pit briefcase in hand. She thought it odd that he wasn't there to greet her. Usually he jumped on her the minute she walked in the door.
Dumping her case on the table she peered around the room. Nothing looked out of place and everything seemed normal. Okay so at least he wasn't stuck out fighting somewhere and he couldn't be hurt or the Brotherhood would have called her immediately.
Taking off her shoes with a sigh she walked to their bedroom intending to have a really long soak in the tub. Her feet were aching and sore from running about all day. They'd been short handed at Safe Place so she had been scurrying here, there and everywhere making sure everyone was okay and helping out with anywhere she could.
She froze just inside the room, dumbstruck…. she'd stepped into a dream.
There were candles all around the room, creating a beautiful glow. Their flames danced before her eyes. Pink and white Flower petals covered the bed. Gentle music was wafting through the air and a bottle of wine sat chilling in ice.
"Ohhh…" she murmured softly as tears pricked her eyes.
It was perfect. Just like a romantic movie, all set for the main characters to make love for the first time and proclaim their feelings for each other.
She felt a little light headed. Her feet were no longer attached to the floor she was sure. She could barely think straight she was so overwhelmed.
"I wanted it to be perfect." Came a gravely voice behind her as a pair of thick arms surrounded her pulling her into loving hug. A pair of lips descended to kiss her soundly on the throat and she helplessly moaned, tears falling down her face.
Butch… Butch had done all this for her…. She thought her heart would burst from happiness as she turned in his arms and tilted her head to accept his kiss.
"Like it baby?" he asked huskily when they broke apart. He'd never get enough of being in her arms like this.
"Oh Butch….. It's magical." Her lip trembled as he gazed into her eyes.
He grinned relived and touched her face gently. "Would you like a glass of wine?"
Still unable to think properly she nodded and reluctantly let Butch slip away to pour the drinks.
Gazing around the room, she crossed to the bed and daintily picked up one of the blooms. Smelling its sweet scent, she felt her body come alive from the aphrodisiacal properties that Jasmine held.
Across the room Butch smiled at her as she closed her eyes. This was exactly like he'd pictured it.
"You are so beautiful" he said as he captured her flower holding hand and pulling her onto the bed for another kiss.
"Mmmmmm, I think so too." She agreed after a heartbeat
"You also think you're beautiful?" Butch asked with a small smile cocking his head.
"What? Oh no, I meant you." She stammered quickly placing a hand on his cheek "You are beautiful too." Then overcome by shyness she looked down at her hands where she was twisting her fingers together
Butch's hearty laugh brought her head up and she found his eyes shimmering in the candle-light. Slowly he brought one of her hands up to his lips and kissed it softly.
Very debonair.
Marissa swallowed hurriedly as her pulse quickened and her stomach knotted up quivering with excitement. Nerves had settled in and she didn't know why. She wanted to ask why tonight was special "Butch I…?" but Butch stopped her almost at once.
"Shussh" he whispered kissing her lightly "Just let me love you."
He lay her back on the bed, the wine completely forgotten, and brushed her lips with his own. He did not rush nor demand anything from her but to let him worship her body with his own.
Marissa wanted to cry again, Butch was being amazingly slow and tender with his caresses and she loved every touch and sweep of his tongue as he gently parted her lips and tasted her fully as he wanted.
Deepening the kiss one minute then almost retreating the next Marissa was getting overwhelmed by the heat that was building inside her. Butch however seemed to be perfectly in control and continued to tease her.
With a seductive nip to her bottom lip Butch smiled lovingly into her eyes and then moved his attention to her neck, leisurely licking, sucking and nibbling, until Marissa gasped "Butch? Ohhh…" and buried her hands in his short hair.
She felt him smile against her skin as he relentlessly moved down her throat to her collarbone. He caressed every inch of her skin before moving to a different spot, he kept his touches feather light to increase her sensitivity and he smiled as she started to gasp with satisfaction.
She arched her neck from pleasure and moaned wantonly as Butch's hand crept slowly under her shirt. His fingers delicately undid the buttons from the inside and he carefully slid her shirt and bra from her body baring her gifts to his eyes.
He couldn't help the flash of desire in his eyes as he gazed over her body, taking in every ounce of her creamy flesh. She was breath taking. He couldn't decide where to touch her first.
Marisa smiled at him and reached out to take his hand in hers, when she saw him hesitate. He watched in awe as she brought one of his fingers up to her mouth and sucked on it, then brought it down her body and ran the moist digit around one of her stiff nipples.
She squirmed with delight as he took control and brushed at the hard pebble with his finger before dipping his head and lapping at it with his tongue. He heard her gasp and smiled, she clearly loved this and he wanted to hear more of those erotic little sounds. They pleased him more than he could understand.
Sweeping his hands down to settle on her waist he settled his weight on the bed and planned to spend the next little while getting really acquainted with her upper body.
"Oh my God, could they be any more louder?" Jane grumbled as she came through the door to her and V's bedroom. She was looking at a heavy report folder as she walked and didn't see V until he spoke.
"Jealous? Do you think we can do better?"
"Wha…….?"
Jane dropped her folder on her foot but hardly noticed as she stared at V.
He was stretched out on the bed, an ankle tied to each end bedpost, legs spread wide and open. His hands were belted high above his head and on his gloriously naked body he'd written in chocolate syrup the words.
LICK ME! The exclamation mark was dotted with a cream blob and a cherry.
"Care to have a taste Doctor…?" V asked shamelessly undulating his body so all his muscles and sinews flexed before her eyes.
Jane licked her lips and walked mindlessly to the side of the bed. She saw the fire ignite in V's eyes and shuddered as a sting of sexual desire travelled through her.
Her eyes locked with his body as she automatically began to undress before him.
V's fangs elongated and he growled erotically at the sight of her exposed body so close to him but so untouchable. He struggled against his bonds, instantly regretting them for a moment until he saw Jane lean over him and poke out her tongue to deliberately lick off some of the syrup right by his engorged member.
His breath came hard and fast as she moved her hot mouth over his skin licking up every drop of sweet treat he'd run over him self. When the ME had disappeared she hoisted her self and settled her self astride his body.
V grinned and rubbed his stiff flesh against her contradictory soft places and was rewarded by a loud moan.
Unable to hold her self up she lay her upper body upon his and nibbled at the syrup over his chest.
The feel of her smooth tongue over his flesh was really amazing and V groaned and squirmed as she made her way from one nipple to the other biting a bit too gently than he would have liked.
"H…Harder!" he cried as she nipped again at him.
Grinning and growling softly, which had V struggling fervently at his restraints, Jane did as she was commanded and bit down harder on his flesh.
V arched and screamed in pleasure bucking his hips that nearly saw Jane toppling to the floor. But she held on like a limpet and did it again and again revelling in the ultimate power she held over him.
The screams from next door were really starting to piss Butch off. Here he was making love to the most perfectly wonderful woman in the world and his so called best friend was ruing the mood by being extraordinary loud and dirty in the next room.
Silently he cursed V a horrible death and refocused his attention on Marissa.
After long periods of exploring her entire body, so he knew each and every detail intimately, he had removed his own clothes and allowed her to touch him as she wanted but never let her take control entirely.
He hadn't let her go over the edge yet, but had brought her close many times that now she clung to him desperately, wanting him, no, needing him to release her from this awful pleasure-pain battle that was raging inside her.
Butch smiled at her as her hands reached the source of his fire and gently squeezed the flesh there. He'd kept eye contact with her the whole time and even now as he gently brushed her hand away and with excruciating slowness entered her body until he was buried to the hilt.
It was greeting with a sigh from both of them and Marissa's body seemed to unclench a little as she felt Butch's fullness within her.
It always amazed her how good it felt for her and she hoped that Butch felt the same way.
"You okay baby?" He asked his voice gravely.
"Yes..." she whispered back running her hands over his shoulders and down his back.
He smiled down at her as he rocked his lower body against hers and revelled in the way she clung to him as pulses of pleasure built into waves.
All too soon the waves became unbearable as she too rocked up to greet him and then all she could do was shake and twitch and moan out his name as he quickened his pace to relieve her need.
With a final hard thrust her breath caught in her throat and lightning shot through her body. The strength of her orgasm squeezed him so tightly that it forced Butch's own release to take the express train and rush out of him. This only spurred Marissa on however and Butch helped her ride the wave until she was still again.
"Good?" he asked her with a kiss
"Oh yes" she answered voice breathy and laced with exhausted-ness
"Want to do it again?" He couldn't help asking with a wicked grin.
She raised eye brows and laughed. "Oh Butch promise me that it will always be like this?"
Butch half sat up and looked at her solemnly "No baby it won't always be like this." He picked a stray hair out of her eyes and stroked her face. Her eyes darted to his and widened.
"It won't?" worry laced her words, but he only smiled and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "No it'll be better. "
"Promise?" she asked quietly
"Promise." He replied and bent to kiss her sweet lips.
"Vishous stop that, it really tickles!" Jane shrieked as V once again bent his head to slurp a little more cream out of her belly button. Her body almost flew off the bed with the sensation but he held her down firmly and lent over to do it again.
"Hold still I've almost got it" he replied calmly, even though his lower body was screaming, throbbing with need.
They had switched places now, V had struggled so much against his bonds that they had snapped right in two and had now been discarded on the floor.
They had used up the rest of V's supplies and were now both covered in splatters of cream, chocolate smears and cherry squishes.
There had been much teasing and tantalising and, even if the restraints were gone, V didn't need straps to keep a female down. His amazing body strength was being put to good use as he tortured Jane's body they way she had done his.
"V please?!" she whimpered as Vs head once again lowered to her stomach. "You're killing me!"
He stopped instantly and snapped his head up sharply to stare at her.
"Don't you ever say those words!" he growled his voice harsh and cold. He pierced her with a stony glare.
"I'm s…s….sorry!" she blurted eventually, trembling at his expression, eyes widening in fear. She felt close to tears, V had never been like this and she didn't understand what she'd done.
V immediately felt guilty, he hadn't meant to scare her, but every time he was reminded that he'd almost lost her forever it like was being shot in the chest all over again. But it was pain he'd gladly endure if it meant that she'd always be with him.
He just wished that he hadn't had to witness her passing like that. It would haunt him for the rest of his life to see her life drain out her body like that and then have her return to him only a shadow of what she was. It must been awful for her to be able to connect to the world but not be a part of it.
"Oh baby, please don't cry" he crawled up the bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her quivering body. Thankfully she melted into his embrace and he kissed her forehead. "I didn't mean to sound so vicious, I just can't bare thinking about loosing you. It almost destroyed me."
She sniffed audibly and buried closer into his chest. She understood what he meant but just his tone, it was like there was something terrifying underneath. Or someone terrified? "But I'm not going anywhere now V. I'll always be with you." She looked up at him lovingly, her fingers twiddling a strand of hair.
"I love you so much. You know that right?" he hurriedly asked, feeling stupid and pathetic but needing to say it anyway.
He understood now what Butch had said earlier, and although he'd called him a sap for saying it, he now wanted to use the exact same words to make her understand what she truly meant to him.
He wasn't know for being a romantic and tenderness was close to how much he knew about synchronised swimming. But damn it if he wasn't going to try.
Jane smiled up at him and stretched up to place a kiss on his lips. "Yes I know how much you love me and I love you. With all my heart."
Carefully she took his un-gloved hand and placed it over her chest . V's heart jumped as he felt hers thump beneath his palm, and he immediately felt centred and in control again.
She was his rock, his anchor to life and nothing had felt more right than this moment; her wrapped tightly in his arms surrounded by his light and his love.
"I'm sorry I shouted. Kinda ruined the mood didn't I?" he ran his hands lightly down her back loving the feel of her skin, it was so smooth and soft.
Jane didn't reply immediately but merely enjoyed the feather light caresses as they moved slowly down her spine and back up again.
"You can make it up to me tomorrow." She said sighing contentedly with a smile. "Right now I think I'd just like to lie here with you."
V twisted his face in confusion, he was hoping to get the chance to prove his love to her in the only way he knew he was good at, but if his Jane wanted just to enjoy his company then her wishes would please him more than his own.
"Okay baby" he said softly and kissed her gently brushing her lips with his own.
Stretching out comfortably on the bed Jane slid a hand beneath her cheek and waited while V retrieved the discarded covers and spread them over her.
Then he slid back between the sheets and gathered her close. Jane yawned and snuggled into her Hellrens side, laying her head on his broad chest, she felt totally at ease as she heard the reassuring deep thump of his heart, a heart she had saved and then won for her own.
"Comfy?" V asked with a yawn of his own. He hadn't realised just how tired he was. Interrupted sleep had finally caught up with him. He wound an arm around her back and quietly stroked her waist. Then with his mind he extinguished a few of the lights so that just a couple of candles illuminated the room.
Jane nodded as she closed her eyes in bliss.
"Would you read to me a little?" she asked softly after a moment. As a little girl she had always had this silly dream of being read to in bed by her loving husband, it would be one of those perfect romance scene seen in movies and now she realised that she could make her dream come true.
V arched a brow and peered down at her confused, why should she want him to read to her? She had her eyes closed and looked on the verge of sleep, but she wanted him to read to her. The request felt strange but yet so ordinary coming from her.
Shrugging at the strange feeling he lent over to her night stand and picked up the first book he could reach. It turned out to be one of her Shakespeare novels: Romeo and Juliet and he opened it at random and stared at the first lines he saw, "What light through yon window breaks, tis the east and Juliet the sun" then further down the page he saw the words "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
V considered this for a second and concluded that old Shakespeare was right, Jane might be different but she was still her, the person he'd fallen in love with and she was his sun. He loved waking up beside her everyday, she warmed his life and she was the reason he was still breathing.
He should be eternally grateful that he she had returned to him and he cursed him self for thinking otherwise. God he could be such a fucking bastard sometimes.
"You okay pup?" Jane asked worriedly when V didn't speak for a long time.
"Yeah baby, I'm fine." He replied reassuringly kissing her on the forehead. Silently though he was sending up thanks to his mother for all he had in his life, he just didn't want Jane to know what a sap he was being.
Chuckling to him self he lent comfortably on the pillows and flipped the book to the first page. Clearing his throat he was just about to recite the first monologue when Jane's voice permeated the darkness.
"Promise me something?"
"What's that?" V asked still looking at the book,
Jane grinned impishly "That we'll finish the rest of the night you had planned tomorrow?" she smothered her laughter, very romantic you twit she thought but she couldn't help asking.
V laughed loudly making her head bounce on his chest.
"Oh I promise alright baby " he responded with a slight purring growl which she felt right through her body and she smiled happily.
V squeezed her waist quickly then settled down to read to her until she fell asleep.
Half an hour later if you had looked in on them you would have seen Vishous and Jane both fast asleep, curled up together with V's head resting on hers one hand on the open book in his lap.
Both look at complete peace and happy that they are simply together.
Meanwhile at the house……..
"Wow Rhage that was…..Amazing!"
Mary grins at her husband and flops back on the bed after a very passion filled hour of love-making. She sighs, out of breath, but very very sated.
Rhage chuckles softly and bows his head a little, and then he grins widely.
"Why thank you, thank you. I do always strife to do my best." He raises his arms above his head and settles them behind his head, with a very loud satisfied-smug sigh he announces to the room at large. "Oh yes I'm good!"
Mary can't help but cry with laughter and scooting over on the bed she drops her self limply over his naked body. "Only you would want to announce something like that" she says incredulously, then with a thought adds "Bighead"
Rhage's eyebrows twitch at the nickname and he peers down at her lying on his stomach mindlessly stroking his abs.
"Which one of us are you talking to there Mary? Me or the other me whose ego you've either just inflated by the compliment or deflated by lack of agreement to its good usage?"
Mary raised her head and stared at him bewildered "Huh?"
Rhage wasn't offended, merely shook his head and chuckled to him self and his joke; obviously it was too late for innuendos. He's explain it tomorrow and demonstrate should she need further explanations.
His cock quivered at the thought, but he forced the thought away, he had really worked her hard and she was tired. Besides it was nice just to lay her in the dark and relax after the night he'd had.
Patrols in town were getting longer and longer, he had move area to cover now and although he hate to admit it the lessers were getting smarter about there attacks.
They seemed more organised and stronger in reinforcements of late. He'd have to mention it to Wrath later. It was how he'd ended up with this nasty surprise all the way up his arm.
Some bastard lesser he'd been chasing had suddenly pegged it down an ally and Rage had gone barrelling after him thinking there was only one. Unluckily a Fore lesser had been waiting right by the mouth with a samurai sword and cut Rhage a good one.
It had hurt like a bitch but Rhage had still managed to dispatch the lessers before he had to call for a pick-up.
"Does it still hurt?" Mary asked nodding to the bandage
Rhage shook his head, but also glanced at his injury. "Not really, Zsadist helped me stitch up; it'll be healed by tomorrow."
Mary smiled and nodded trying to appear normal. She always hated it when anyone of them came home hurt, but Rhage had a tendency to rush headlong into things and although she totally accepted what he did and knew how good at it he was, it would never stop her worrying.
They lay there for a while, just basking in their post-sex relaxation and their own thoughts.
Mary sighed deeply and closed her eyes thinking…..
"Kiss me?" Rhage said suddenly, hoisting her up by her arms and bringing her face close to his.
Mary gasped in surprise but dutifully lowered her head and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Rhage murmured in delight and wrapped his arms around her crushing her to his hard body.
When they finally parted he gazed into her eyes solemnly
"Now tell me what's on your mind…"
Mary stared at him, wide eyed and amazed. How did he know?
Then again she shouldn't be surprised, Rhage always knew how she was feeling. He seemed to have this sixth sense about him when it came to her happiness.
She sighed and burrowed deeper into his chest, conflicting thoughts in her head all clamouring to be the first one out for examination.
Rhage stroked her hair and waited as patiently as he could. His heart was flipping madly in his chest and his stomach quivered nervously as he wondered what could be the problem.
His female was unhappy and by law of bonded mates, it meant that he felt her sadness as his own and he could not fight the compulsion to find out and fix the problem for her.
"I'm guess I'm just a little jealous." She finally answered, rubbing her nose with a hand and hiding her face seemingly ashamed.
Rhage frowned in confusion…
"Jealous?" he asked, keeping his voice level "Of who?"
"Bella and Zsadist" she replied wearily
Rhage didn't catch on right away. What did Zsadist and Bella have that they... Oh. Now he understood. Bella was pregnant and Mary couldn't have children.
"Oh my sweet Mary" he whispered, gently kissing her head and holding her close.
He didn't know what to say. He felt a bit dumb, she was sniffing quietly and he knew she wanted to cry, but still felt that a sign of weakness. Oh his brave strong Mary, how long had she been feeling like this?
"I don't mean to be so selfish." She said suddenly raising her head and looking him in the eye. "I mean I'm truly grateful that I have you Rhage, but it seems that without someone to pass this….. Love" she placed a warm and loving hand over his heart "on to, it seems that such a beautiful thing might be forgotten."
Rhage took all this in and tried to understand it all. Did she think that their love for each other was meaningless? No she couldn't mean that. Maybe he was just looking at this wrong…. Or maybe he was just too much of an idiot to see her point.
"Mary, I……"
Thankfully Mary stopped him from asking the stupid question by saying
"A child after all is the most powerful symbol of two peoples love for each other. It is created by love and then raised by love and I……Well it just made me sad to think that we can't ever have that…"
She broke off abruptly with a sniff and a shake.
"Baby, how long have you felt this way?"
It was eating at him. How could she not have said anything? They were supposed to be husband and wife, her worries were his and well it just gnawed at him that she didn't say something.
"For a while, and I know you're pissed at me cos I didn't say anything, but…well there is nothing to be done about it so I was just trying to get over it, it's no big deal…really I…." again she was cut off by Rhage who abruptly sat up and kissed her hard.
"You really are trying to play the stiff upper lipped hero aren't you?" he glared at her but his eyes betrayed his so called anger. "I can still tell when your lying and you know I really hate that! Yeah female I'm pissed off, but you know you should've told me and since your upset I'm gonna let you off."
Mary's lip wobbled as she stared into Rhage's eyes. She hated making him cross with her, but it had been her thing to deal with and to tell Rhage she was jealous of someone else's baby, well it just seemed really silly when she thought about it.
But then again everything does if you think about it too long, either that or it becomes too troublesome and your head explodes, but Mary wasn't that sort of person, she tended to accept and then move on without analysing things too carefully.
But there was really no solution to the problem, she'd been told by her doctors, all of her doctors that she couldn't have children and that was that.
Rhage saw the flicker of conflicting emotions in her eyes and kissed her again sweetly. He wished he knew of words to ease her pain but he was really no expert on this subject……… but V might have an idea? Or they could always go to Havers? Sure he might not be the best source on humans but he might have a suggestion?
"Mary?" Rhage mumbled into her mouth.
"Yes?" she answered softly. She really wanted to keep kissing him, it always soothed her.
"What if we asked V about it? Or Havers?" he broke the kiss and watch her expression carefully. He wasn't sure how she'd feel about it, she might not want any of the other Brothers to know their problems. But then V could be counted on to be discreet and Havers.. Well he had that whole confidentiality thing didn't he?. When she didn't reply, he thought quickly and then added "or we could go to a human doctor? What about that adoption thing?" Obviously mortals have similar problems don't they?
It was unheard of in the vampire nation. Needing females were a powerful force and usually always ended up with child if serviced by a male. He'd actually never heard of an infertile vampire before.
Then again it was not the sort of thing openly discussed amongst the Glymera.
"Well yes of course they do.." Mary was puzzled, Rhage had never mentioned wanting children. Ever. And now he was suggesting all this… but was it only for her? So she wouldn't feel so inadequate as a woman?
"But?" Rhage asked
"But….. Do you want kids? You've never said anything before. And…" "I'd love a proper family, one to call my own" she added silently in her head.
She swallowed compulsively for a second before gathering up her courage and blurting out
"Well having a child is a big life changing thing and well if you are just suggesting this to make ME happy then it's not going to happen. You can't just give me a child thinking it will resolve my feelings Rhage. I want children WITH you! I want YOUR children. Yours and mine and well I want you to want them too." She paused for breathe, surprised where that lot had come from. She didn't mean to snap like that or guess what Rhage was thinking but he hadn't whooped for joy or agreed whole heartedly that he too was desperate for children and that nothing would make him happier.
Bombarded by so much information, Rhage twisted his face as he tried to interpret what Mary had actually said. She shouldn't rush her words so, her voice was too beautiful for that and he liked to enjoy every word she said.
"Mary. I'm not quite sure what to say to all that." He took a steadying breath just as she had done and then continued "Yes I know kids are a big responsibility and yes I would do anything. ANYTHING. In the world to make you happy, but have I ever said that I didn't want children with you?" he faced her gravely then added "and I would never treat a child as a "gift" to you. They are a blessing from the Scribe Virgin and should be treated as such. Any other manner would be cruel and ungrateful."
At arms length he held her waiting for her response.
"I..I…I didn't…" she faltered not knowing what to say. God she had sounded like an idiot just now accusing him and judging him of things she didn't know were true or false. How could he be so calm? Hadn't she just insulted him?
Then when she thought about it, they really were no better than each other. Neither of them talked about what they wanted in life and then argued when it came out that they both wanted the same thing and when they didn't say something about it. Especially when it was something important. Like having children.
"What a pair we make, huh?" she said after all this had passed through her brain.. "Both wanting the same thing, but both too scared to say something about It." her smile fell as she realised she'd better clarify that…
"That's what you were saying…right? You want kids too? With me?"
Rhage's face cracked wide into a smile as it seemed the shouting war was over.
Neither had realised that their pitch had risen in the room and could probably be heard all over the house.
His rumbled of laughter went travelled over Mary's skin like a warm tropical breeze and she sighed with relief. She knew she'd over reacted, obviously this baby thing had burrowed deeper than she thought.
"Yes baby, of course I'd want to have children with you." He gathered her close again and nuzzled into her neck, grazing her sin with his fangs. He loved doing that to her. It was calming and erotic at the same time and by now he felt that he HAD to be with her, affirming his love her.
He hated seeing her upset and then he gone and shouted at her. Not a smart move dickhead he cursed him self silently.
"But what about….." she started to ask
" We just have a complication to get past, but I will go see every doctor, mortal, vampire or otherwise with you if that's what it takes." He took her face in his strong hands stroked her cheeks tenderly. "I'll give you a proper family even if I have to go all the way to the Scribe Virgin."
The words felt heavy in her chest as their sincerity sunk into her and stayed there.
"Oh Rhage….."
She lent forward and planted a passion filled kiss on his unsuspecting mouth. His gasp turned into a moan immediately as he once again enveloped her in his embrace and then rolled on the bed until she was trapped beneath him.
"Have I told you that I love you tonight?" he asked once they parted both gasping for air.
"Not since you swept me off my feet in the hallway earlier." She replied with a grin and a cheek nip at his neck.
"I love you Mary, I have since I first saw you and every day since then I think I fall in love a little more."
"I love you too Rhage." She pulled him down for another kiss. "I can't begin to tell you how much. Now please make love to me… I need to feel you inside me…"
Rhage grinned, he couldn't agree more. He loved her more than anything and he didn't care if his Brothers thought him a totally pussy if they felt how he did right now.
But then again they probably did, all the warriors were mated now, even Phury technically, but Rhage still felt like the luckiest of the lot.
His Mary was wonderful and beautiful and would make a wonderful mother to his… their children.
Oh God would he be a good father? He didn't know about that, but then again if Zsadist could do it then why not him? A secret smile spread across his face then and a tickling fluttering in his throat made him want to laugh with happiness and never stop.
"Rhage?" Mary's voice broke into his thoughts and he peered down at her. She was smiling and her eyes were glazed over with desire. He felt his eyes flash white at the sight of her and he let out a rhythmic purr.
She shuddered with erotic anticipation and let her hands wander down his neck, chest and abdomen.
Just before she reached his hard throbbing cock, he grabbed her wrists and brought them over her head, pinning them there with ease.
Leaning down to kiss her throat, he moved his lower body into position and sheathed him self in one thrust.
She moaned pleasurably at his entrance and her eyes fluttered closed. It always felt good, and the first thrust was always the best.
"Mary look at me…"
Obligingly she opened her eyes and looked at her Husband. Rhage was still and silent waiting patiently for her attention.
"Promise me you'll tell me your worries from now on?"
She nodded, breathing hard. Him just waiting there, being that terrific presence in her body was making her very hot and unable to think straight.
"Promise me Mary… I need to hear you say the words." He thrust deep and hard into her body to pinpoint the seriousness of what he was asking.
She arched off the bed and closed her eyes again, her mouth opening and her head falling limply to one side.
Rhage grinned at the site of her enjoying what he was doing to her but he needed to hear her say it.
Abruptly he fell still again and waited. It was almost killing him, he too was hot and felt full to bursting. But he would only reward her when she promised. He didn't want another night like tonight. Her hated the fact that she'd kept something so important from him, but he hated worse to argue with her.
"Rhage, please!" Mary moaned on the bed, wriggling beneath him desperately needing him to move.
"Then promise me…" he said again, punctuating the words with another push of his hips. She cried out and this time he didn't have the heart, or the control, to stop. Letting go of her hands he buried his head in the crook of her shoulder and continued pumping into her growling loudly.
She grabbed on to his shoulders and met his rhythm with ferocity. She cried out as she flew over the edge of oblivion, her inner muscles tightening around him.
He moaned with pleasure and slide his arms around her as he continued his wicked pumping giving her no quarter as he stimulated his way to his own release.
Smiling as she felt his fangs length along side her neck, she tilted her head further to the side giving him better access.
With another growl Rhage plunged his fangs into her soft flesh and drew some of her blood into his mouth. Mary's head was suddenly filled with pleasure and she cried out as another orgasm rolled in.
Just recovering from that one, Rhage gave one finally hard shove and exploded inside her. She trembled from the sensations as they continued on and on.
Eventually they both collapsed on the bed, exhausted but very happy and satiated.
Rhage rolled to one side so he wasn't crushing her and scooped her closer. She was already falling into sleep, but she still hadn't given her word to him… not wanting to disturb her he simply kissed her on the neck, to close the bite marks and lay down beside her to await sleep.
A few seconds later though he hear her whisper so softly it seemed like the words were made of clouds…
"I promise Rhage. I promise."
"Bella are you okay in there?"
Zsadist was furiously pacing up and down outside their bathroom. She had been in there along time and he is now getting really worried.
He knew he was probably overreacting she was only having a bath for heavens sake, but his Shellan was PREGNANT and well… like hell he knew what to do should anything go wrong.
Stopping by the door again he considered just barging in, but she had said that she wanted a little time to her self and well he wanted to give her that.
He didn't understand it though, but according to V, females could act strangely when with child, he'd tried to remember that all through this thing and had just put this down to one of those hormonal times.
Clearing his throat he knocked again on the door and tried to keep his voice steady.
"Bella?" when there was no reply he couldn't hold him self back "I am going to come in okay?"
Opening the door wide, he thought he was totally prepared for anything, but when he saw Bella sitting on the floor, face screwed up with pain and crying, one hand clinging on to the handle of the bath the other holding her belly, he really thought he was going to be sick.
"BELLA!" he shrieked rushing into the room, dropping to his knees, next to her and reaching for her. "What is it? You aren't bleeding again are you?"
He hurriedly looked around the room for evidence but finding nothing didn't ease his pain, she'd hidden it from him before after all.
She shook her head and slowly raised her head. Reaching for him, he carefully wrapped his arms around her and absorbed her sobs and wails.
His heart was drumming dangerously in his chest and all he wanted to do was yell scream and shout at her, demand to know what was wrong, but some unseen force removed his voice.
"Nalla please tell me what's wrong? Are you in pain?"
"Oh Zsadist, I didn't understand, I thought if I just sat here awhile they'd go away but they were so intense that I couldn't helping thinking it was the real thing and I got so frightened."
Zsadist felt the blood rush out of his face so fast he felt faint.
"What do you mean?" he asked hoarsely, knowing anyway but needing confirmation. He clung to her as he felt her whole body tense and she panted for breath gasping slightly at the pain.
"I've been having contractions." She said to his shirt, unable to look him in the face. "They started when I was getting in the bath."
"Fuck Bella!" Zsadist now felt the blood boil in his veins, why had he not gone into the bathroom sooner, she'd been sitting suffering on her own. Damn him to hell and back. What kind of mate was he turning out to be?
"Why didn't you call me straight away? We have to call Havers!"
"I thought that if they went away, I wouldn't have to worry you. You're getting so upset over all this baby stuff…."
"Well damn it female of course I am. " he cried incredulously holding her tightly "I love you and our young."
He stood up slowly with her cradled in her arms and strode immediately back to the bed, where he set her down and tucked her in.
"I'm calling Havers right now" He said as soon as he'd seen she was comfortable, and he reached for his mobile phone.
"No Zsadist, please don't." Bella caught his wrist and eyed him pleadingly "It's probably those Brackston Hicks things he mentioned. I don't want to bother him just cos I got freaked out." his eyes widened and she could tell he was going to argue "Please?" she asked urging him to let go of the phone.
He snarled a little as she pride the RAZA out of his hand….all his reassurance was being taken away, helplessness crashed over him and he loathed him-self. For so long now he'd had control over his life, when and how he'd fed, how he'd lived his life and even most people despising him had been of his own doing.
Being with Bella was wonderful but it meant a new lot of changes for him and a lot of those made him uncomfortable or were things he couldn't understand. Like most of this baby stuff. Yeah Havers had explained in great detail to the pair of them about the false labour pains and how a lot of females mistook them for the real thing. He'd said they were nothing to worry about and very common in first pregnancies.
He had also said that if they were worried or needed advice they should not hesitate to call.
Zsadist reminded Bella of this as he shook his head but relented to her request with a sigh and slumped shoulders.
"God, you can be one stubborn female." He chided and stared down at her nestled in their bed. She seemed very small to him, very small and dainty. Seeing her in pain was his ultimate demise, and he knew that not before long he would have to watch her give birth to their young and he knew that then he would be a quivering mass of Jell-O, unable to help her and unable to fight her agony for her.
"Bella….. Nalla I…" he wanted to say something of reassurance but knew not the right words. He wished he could go to Phury and borrower some of his wisdom and charm for a while, but he was not, not for anything, going to abandon his wife when she'd had such a scare.
Bella smiled and Z's panic finally ebbed a tiny bit. Seeing her look calmer again, calmed him and although he was still fresh out of rationality he knew that he could and would keep it together for her.
She might have appeared calmer than before, but he could still scent her anxiety and fear like it was a tangible thing in the room taunting her with its wicked claws.
"Hold me Zsadist, please." She opened her arms to him and not needing asking twice Zsadist climbed into bed with his beloved and enveloped her in his strong arms.
He felt another small spasm go through her body, though not as strong before, and he tried to relax to send her a soothing influences thorough his body.
"Are you still hurting? Do you…. Want to talk about… things? He asked after a second pain seemed to shoot through her quick on the heels of the first. It seemed like a dumb question but he still had to ask it. It made him feel better. He preferred fists rather than words and emotions for fighting, but clearly this situation was not going to go away if he stuck a gun at its head.
Bella screwed her face up, she felt really embarrassed getting all over emotional like that. She just suddenly had these images of her writhing on the bed in pain and being all alone and well the images had swamped her brain so nothing else could penetrate and well tears had seemed like her best option at the time.
Thankfully now the pains were subsiding and she scolded her self for not calling Zsadist the minute she'd felt something weird going on. She felt much more composed now she knew she was safe in his arms.
"The pains are easing off now." She wiggled experimentally in bed and when she wasn't greeted by a numbing spasm she sighed and leant closer to her mate. "I'm sorry I overreacted I don't know what came over me?" She brushed a hand over her eyes getting rid of the dried tears and laughed half heartedly.
Z stroked her back, but scowled at her over the top of her head. She was waving away this scare as if it was nothing, but it must have stemmed from something, not only the pains…. Wait she had said something in the bathroom and now in the haze of panic Z couldn't remember what it was.
"No need for sorry's Nalla, it's alright."
He felt her nod against his chest and he sighed still thinking.
"I heard Rhage took a hit tonight, is he okay?"
Z peered down at her and tried a heartening smile
"Yeah he's okay. Stitched up like Frankenstein's monster, but nothing that won't heal." He chuckled as he remembered Hollywood's grumbles about his good looks being ruined. He hadn't got the whole Frankenstein's reference having never read the book or seen the film but he'd merely laughed along to be polite.
"Fucking lesser nearly split his arm in two though….surprised that his beast didn't come out." He added after a deep thought.
"I think Mary's had a really good influence on him." Bella replied closing her eyes and lazily running her hand up and down Z's chest. She frowned as the material prevented her from feeling the warmth of his skin. Was he still fully clothed?
Surreptitiously she ran her hand lower and encountered leather under her fingers. Z had closed his eyes when he'd felt her finally settle down against him and was enjoying the scent of her hair right under his nose. His eyes however shot open as her hand continued its explorations under the comforter and found his dick imprisoned in his leathers.
He hardened instantly under her administrations and he stifled a groan as she twisted her hand and cupped him fully, or as fully as she could, in one hand.
"Bella stop, what are you doing? You know we can't." his voice was pained as he said this not only from his throbbing erection but from the restriction of not being able to make love to her. Havers had said it might be dangerous since she'd already bled once during the pregnancy, and Zsadist, being over protective as he was, had made sure to follow thought with doctors orders.
"I know we can't." She replied sadly but still man-handling him below. "But I just wanted to feel you."
"What to make sure I was still there or something?" he asked trying his hardest at a joke even though the tone of his voice came out all wrong.
Bella chuckled at this but then regarded him sadly shaking her head. "To know that you'd still want me, even though I look like this." Her eyes strayed to her extended belly and she grimaced, she knew she didn't look lovely anymore and she certainly didn't feel attractive. But to still get a reaction from him made her happier about it, but since they'd stopped having sex she now doubted that her self.
Zsadist stared at her wide eyed and unbelievingly. How could she think such things? Didn't she see how beautiful she was? She was always glowing with vitality and to see her swelling up with his young. Well he'd never felt so proud in all his life.
"You are as beautiful as you've ever been and I'll always want you Nalla." He took her face in his hands and kissed her with all the pent up passion he had for her.
"I hate that I can't make love to you every night. It kills me... this happens all the time I think about you." He reached down and pressed her hand more firmly against his unyielding shaft.
"Ohhh…" was all she could say as she felt him pulse against her palm. Then a thought crossed her mind and she smiled cheekily when she asked
"Is this the reason you spend so long in the shower?" she gave his erection another squeeze and grinned when his breath hitched in his chest. But his face immediately reddened with embarrassment at being caught out. Shifting his eyes away from hers he nodded and fidgeted in the bed.
Bella grinned and stroked his face; she knew how it had been for him. They had not yet long been mated and although intimacy wasn't a problem anymore, he still had some fears about it deep down and she liked him to know that he was totally safe with her and that anything they did together was not going to remind him of how he spent much of his life.
"So let me help you this time?" she asked with a seductive purr of her voice and yet another draw on his flesh.
Z raised an inquisitive eye brow and shuddered. He loved that plan but was still worried about her, she was obviously trying to forget about what had happened and although Z wasn't one for talking about problems he wanted to ease her pain anyway he could and let's face it women liked to talk to their mates didn't they?
Take a deep breath he again reached down but this time stilled her hand for just a second while he said seriously
"Only if you tell me what frightened you so much in the bathroom."
Bella looked into his grave face and swallowed, she was pretty sure she could make him forget about that so she nodded and kissed him tenderly.
Zsadist knew he was being selfish but he had really missed her and if she wanted to make it up to him with a saucy hand job then who was he to deny her? Sweet virgin her hands sure felt good on him.
She had resumed stroking and caressing and he lay back on the bed wanting to absorb every sensation. His hips arched into her touch and his head spun a little.
Bella smiled happily as she watched Zsadist close his eyes with pleasure, his fangs elongating and he growled sinfully as she moved her hand lower to fondle his balls.
She leant over to kiss him and he grabbed the back of her head to respond with a deep fiery kiss that made the room whirl away...