And here comes the honeymoon! Enjoy! :)
Chapter 11
Standing on the balcony of their suite, Diana drew a deep breath, absorbing the warm evening air. She could barely grasp the dazzling view that spread out before her, the millions of twinkling lights that felt as if she could just reach out and grasp hold of them.
It felt just like yesterday since she was last here and yet it seemed so far away, a distant beautiful memory. At the time, she never would have guessed she'd be here now, married to the man who had captured her heart on a dance floor.
She sighed as she felt arms carefully snake around her body, his tantalizing masculine scent filling her senses and thrilling her soul. His mouth quickly sought out her neck as his hands came to rest possessively around her waist. One hand cupped the small bump that was his child growing within her, causing his mouth to curve into a proud smile as he kissed her throat.
"Enjoying the view?" he murmured as he slowly sucked and teased her sensitive skin and earning a low moan for his efforts.
"It's perfect," she murmured, her hand coming up to rake her fingers through his hair as she leaned her head back against his shoulder in total contentment. "The Eiffel Tower is so beautiful lit up at night."
"It's not nearly as beautiful as you, Princess," he softly replied against her throat.
Diana gasped softly, her lips curling with his words. "Are you saying that because you want something in particular, Mr. Wayne?"
"Just paying off my debts," he reminded her with a soft chuckle. "You told me I owed you big for inviting Selina to our wedding so I thought I better start right away. I can't have an unhappy Amazon bride on my hands on our honeymoon."
His hand slid down her dress to the hem, his fingers skating up to caress her bare thigh. He adored her legs, the strength she possessed in them, so soft to the touch and yet so powerful when locked securely around his waist.
His other hand swept her hair aside as he kissed along the delicate dip of her collarbone, nipping and soothing the sting with his lips and tongue. Damn, she was the epitome of perfection and she was all his now…forever…or as long as there was breath in his body.
It pained him to know he would die and leave her someday, wishing that he could truly be with her forever and yet he took joy in the fact that she wouldn't die…as long as he fought to keep her safe. And he would. For her, he would gladly give up his life.
"Bruce?" Diana called his name, breaking his reverie.
He paused as she suddenly turned around to face him, concern reflecting in her eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked, sensing a subtle change in his mood.
"Nothing," he frowned.
Diana tilted her head in disbelief. "Try again."
"I was just thinking how you're all mine now for as long as I live," he confessed, his arms circling her again, pulling her firmly against him.
"Which isn't as long as me," she finished the thought for him.
"Yes," he sighed with a nod of his head, cupping her face with his hand. "But I'd rather be just a mere mortal man than to try to live without you."
"And you think that it'll be easy for me to just bury you and go on with my life as if you never meant anything to me?" she asked, suddenly hurt.
"No, Princess," he shook his head. "That's not what I meant. It's just you're stronger than any of us…even Clark…even me. If anyone can go on after a loss, it's you, Diana. You've always been the heart and soul of the League, holding the rest of us together.
"Besides, I'm sure you'll probably find someone much more tolerable and a hell of a lot easier to deal with in your second husband than me."
Bruce watched as tears abruptly glistened in her blue eyes just before she swiftly pushed him away from her. "Don't even say anything like that, Bruce," she snapped, her anger rising along with her tears. "I gave my heart to you and when you die, it will die with you…and then I'll be all alone."
"Diana, I…" he began, trying desperately to explain.
"Don't you realize that I will not only outlive you, but possibly our children too?" she cried. "Just because I was granted immortality doesn't mean our children will be immortal as well. Do you think I'll want to even live after you're gone…after our children are gone someday?
"Immortality is not a gift, it's a curse when you are forced to stand by and watch everyone around you die. If I could, I'd give it up in heartbeat just so I could grow old with you, to die with you in your arms someday."
She stared at him for a long moment, the stunned expression on his face telling her that he hadn't considered their children might be mortal or how difficult it would be once he was gone. She suddenly tried to walk past him to enter their suite, but a firm hand on her arm said otherwise, bringing her to an abrupt stop.
Before she could speak, Bruce swiftly pulled her back into his arms, his lips hungry against hers as he pinned her up against the wall, her words heating his blood all over again. In his effort to lighten the mood, he had inadvertently upset her, but in the process had realized the true depths of her love for him and it staggered his mind.
His tongue was so insistent, his kiss so heated she could barely think straight as he plundered her mouth. The tears ceased in the wake of her rekindling desire for him, returning his kiss with equal passion as she began to pull his dress shirt from his slacks. She wanted more and she wanted him now.
He was like a wild animal unleashed as he devoured her, his passion exploding as he kissed and touched her. Her anger and hurt was quickly forgotten in the wake of his love for her, feeling guilty for having overreacted again.
He finally retreated for much needed air, panting heavily and his blue eyes darkening with lust and love. "Diana, I love you more than I have ever loved anyone," he breathlessly confessed to her. "And I know you love me just as deeply…because it was your love that saved me."
Diana smiled softly as she stared into his eyes. "We just had our second fight as a married couple and we survived it," she pointed out. "I think we're getting good at this."
A roguish smile suddenly spread across his face. "Making up after an argument with you has always been my favorite part you know."
"We do make up very well, don't we?" she grinned wickedly, leaning in to nibble on his bottom lip. "I think it was during one of those make up sessions that the baby was made."
Bruce groaned with her teasing, leaning down and scooping the Amazon up into his arms. He carried her back inside of their suite, setting her feet down near the bed, his hands already working to undress her as he kissed her again.
He planted a trail of hot wet kisses against her throat, following his fingers along her collarbone to her shoulder as he slid her dress off. He was more than anxious to show her just how deep his love for her ran, to apologize for upsetting her again.
Diana gripped at his shoulders as his lips descended down her body to her breasts, her head falling back as a sharp gasp of pleasure tore through her. Her hands quickly slid up into his hair, gripping it firmly as she held him against her, thanking Hera all over again for allowing her to have this incredible man in her life.
She knew deep down that it wasn't always going to be like this, that there were going to be nights where she'd be lucky to see him at all due to his responsibilities to Gotham and his need to protect its people as well as their League duties.
But she loved him nonetheless and understood that deep innate need better than anyone. She would take the time that she could spend with him and savor every single second of it, making it as passionate and special as possible for them.
Needing to taste him again, Diana roughly pulled him up to kiss him again as each worked to remove the rest of their clothing, knowing they weren't going to make to the bed yet as he pulled her down to the floor with him. The need to lose themselves to each other was too demanding to ignore any longer.
The jet ride had been tortuously long as they had kissed and touched and fondled, trying desperately to keep from losing control until they had reached their destination. Now that they were finally here, there was nothing holding them back.
Bruce swiftly lifted her onto his lap, craving the feel of her wet heat welcoming him inside of her, enveloping him and gripping at him. It was like come home every single time, connecting with the other half of his soul.
Diana took him inside her with a breathless moan, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she settled over him. They paused, pressing their foreheads against each other as they savored that amazing moment of first connection before their bodies took over and began to move out of that overwhelming need for more, for that sweet release together.
Bruce moaned her name as she slowly began to move, setting a tortuously slow pace, his fingers kneading her hips in a silent beseeching request for more. His mouth moved to her chest, teasing and suckling, tugging and nipping at her breasts and causing her to arch her back as he began to lose himself in the amazing goddess that was now his wife.
He slowly stroked up her back moist with sweat, his hands splaying over the smooth expanse of skin as he pulled her even closer still, worshiping her as his hips rocked in time with her slow sensual movement.
He tilted his head up, desperate to taste her again only to find her ocean blue eyes hazy with building rapture intently staring at him as she continued to rise and fall over him. The depths of love he saw swimming there for him both stunned and further aroused him, all forms of coherent thought suddenly lost in that moment of connection.
His lips swiftly captured hers as he buried his hands in her thick ebony hair, ravishing her lips as he quickly turned and laid her on the floor. He took control, unable to hold back any longer as he began pumping into her with wild abandon.
His mouth found her ear, whispering his love for her as she suddenly came beneath him, her fingernails clawing at his back and leaving her mark. He arched his back, hissing with pain mingled with intense pleasure that ripped through him as he came as well, emptying himself deep within her.
Diana held his trembling body, kissing along his jaw as she sought to catch the breath she had just stolen from him. They kissed slowly, enjoying the sense of love that surrounded them in that intimate moment.
"I'm so glad I finally caught you," she breathed as he rolled them onto their sides to face one another, their bodies still tangled as one.
"You caught me only because I let you catch me," Bruce replied, brushing her hair away from her face.
Diana rolled her eyes with his response. "Whatever," she shot back, amused. "You were running the opposite direction until I finally forced you to take a chance on me."
"That's not quite the way I remember it," he murmured as he kissed and nuzzled her neck.
"And how exactly do you remember it?" she chuckled softly, her curiosity piqued.
"I had a feeling I knew what you were up to so I lowered the security settings in the Batcave, allowing you to transport in that night," he revealed to her, his lips barely pausing their heated assault. "It worked. You showed up looking sexy as ever, demanding I at least give us a chance to see if we could make it work."
Stunned by his revelation, Diana pulled back to look at him. "You did not!" she gasped.
"Afraid so," he arrogantly smirked at her.
"How could you have known I was coming that night?" she asked, still incredulous. "I wasn't even sure I was going to until later that day."
"I know you, Princess," he told her. "I could see it in your eyes at our League meeting that morning. You get this determined look in your eyes when you finally make up your mind about something you want and I knew that it was me you were coming after."
"You are impossible," she shook her head in exasperation.
"I know, but you love me anyway," he grinned, kissing her fully. "Besides, you did capture me in a way otherwise I never would've let you in if I wasn't already falling for you."
Diana thought about it for a long moment. "How hard did Selina have to work to capture you?" she finally asked. It was her chance to turn the tables on the smug Bat.
It was Bruce's turn to be utterly shocked as he contemplated her question. "Diana," he slowly said her name, his mind frantically racing for a suitable answer that would not end up in bloodshed or death. "You honestly don't want to go there especially on our honeymoon, do you?"
Diana playfully drew his lower lip between her teeth, softly brushing her mouth again his but pulling back every time he tried to deepen the kiss, further tormenting him. "I don't know," she nonchalantly replied with a subtle shrug of her shoulders. "I was just thinking on the jet ride over here how you've had many female conquests and love interests over the years, but you're my first and only.
"There's no one in my past for you to be jealous over and yet you probably have hundreds. Maybe I should've sowed some wild hay before settling down and marrying you."
Bruce chuckled with her attempt at using man's adages to make a point. "It's 'wild oats' and hell no," he firmly stated, suddenly annoyed by the thought. "I've had plenty to be jealous about over the last couple of years…enough to raise my blood pressure and add an extra two hours to my work out sessions just to relieve the stress."
Diana cocked an eyebrow with his confession. "Really?" she questioned him, sounding almost pleased with his answer. "Who made you jealous? I've never flirted with anyone, but you. You're the only one who really caught my eye."
"Well, let's see," he thoughtfully replied. "There was Flash's frequent flirting with you and hitting on you every single chance he got that drove me insane."
"Wally's harmless," Diana scoffed. "He's like my kid brother."
"Then there's Clark," he frowned, his voice tinged with jealousy despite being his best friend.
"Kal?" she exclaimed, stunned by his admission. "Kal's like my big brother. Besides, he's with Lois. I've never felt more for him than friendship."
"I know, but you two have always shared a special bond with one another, something that I didn't feel I had with you," he tried to explain. "Then there's the whole world who wanted you two to marry. Everywhere I went there were tabloid articles and magazine covers of the two of you with headlines in big letters 'Will They or Won't They' or 'We Want Super Babies'."
"What the world wants and what I want are two very different things," she reassured him. "Besides, I've got a bond of a different kind with you that I don't share with anyone else. I chose you to give my virtue to, definitely not Wally or even Kal. And it's your baby I proudly carry, your ring on my finger, and your last name that I took."
Bruce leaned in, kissing her passionately as he rolled her onto her back once more, pressing her into the carpet with his muscular body. He could still hardly believe that this was all real; this incredible woman had chosen him of all people to love.
Pulling back, he kissed her forehead. "Remember, it goes both ways, Princess," he reminded her. "It's you I fell madly in love with, you that I proposed to and married, you that I want to have this baby with. No one else but you. So, you have no reason to be jealous of Selina or anyone else for that matter."
Diana smiled up at him, touched by his words. "Such a heartfelt sentiment coming from someone who supposedly doesn't possess a heart," she lightly teased. "Are you growing sappy on me, Dark Knight?"
"You better enjoy it now while you can because we both know it won't last long," he confessed. "I wish I could say that it will always be roses and romance, but you know as well as I do that it never is for the kind of lives we lead."
"I know, but I'll take what I can get from you whenever I can get it," she grinned, lifting her hips to grind against his.
Bruce groaned, his eyes momentarily falling closed with the sweet contact. "For the next week, you can get as much as you want from me as long as you don't kill me off. Remember, I am just a mere mortal man."
"For a mere mortal man, you are an incredibly passionate lover," she replied. "You must have been blessed by Aphrodite or Eros at some point in your life."
"You know I think Selina told me the exact same thing…" he teased, earning a fist to his shoulder and an angry Amazon beneath him.
"You are no longer allowed to mention that woman's name ever again," she scowled, suddenly flipping him onto his back and stealing back control. "In fact, I think I'm just going to drive her from your mind, make you forget that you ever knew her."
"Knew who?" he gasped, his mouth falling open at the exquisite pleasure that lanced through him as she suddenly slammed her hips down, fully sheathing him inside of her again.
"Exactly," Diana smirked as she leaned down and kissed him to reward him.
He bucked his hips, needing desperately for her to move as his hands gripped her thighs. "Do you think…we'll ever make it…to the bed?" he managed to get out between strangled gasps and moans.
"I'm sure eventually," she replied, her tongue sneaking out to lightly trace his lips. "As for now I have more important things to take care of like making you forget every woman you've ever been with."
"Believe me, Princess…you already did that…a long time ago," he panted as his body tensed with the arousal pumping through him in a frantic need for release again.
Grinning, Diana leaned down to kiss him as she began to make love to her new husband. She may not have claws or a whip like Catwoman, but she thanked Hera for her golden lasso and the blessing of Aphrodite for being able to bring incredible pleasure to her Dark Knight.