I woke sometime after James had because he had an array of food laid out on the sides of the mattress and a fresh change of clothes for the two of us. All he was wearing at the moment was a kitted throw knotted about his hips in a fashion that made me want to rip them off of him. I yawned as I sat up and I groaned at the ache in my legs and shoulder where he had used his teeth to hold me still.
"Moring, babe," he whispered, coming over to me and kissing me on the forehead, "Sorry about being rough last night. I couldn't hold back anymore."
"Neither could I. I'll get you back for it, don't you worry," I giggled, tugging playfully at his hair.
"I got us breakfast. I hope you like it. Jared said that you'd be hungry," he chuckled, gently pulling me over to the side of the mattress and picking up a plump bundle of grapes.
I took the grapes from him and ate several of them, then hand fed him the rest. After the grapes we ate everything that he brought out to the cabin. I ate as much as I could, but it was hardly a dent compared to what he ate. Once we were sated and relaxed James took it upon himself to give me a massage since I could hardly use my legs. He was slow and precise, using his knowledge of anatomy to make me completely relaxed. And once I was about to fall asleep, he woke me in the most romantic way a woman could ever dream of. His kisses started at my neck and shoulders, paying
special attention to the bite marks he left the night before. His hands ghosted over my back and ass, making me shiver from the light sensations. He slowly worked his way down my back and spent some time licking the hollow where my spine met my hips. Then his mouth ended up in a place that I never thought he would be. He made love to my core with his mouth while I was lying flat on my stomach, stretched before him in all my nakedness. As he worked my core with his mouth his hands massaged my legs until I couldn't move them. I gasped and moaned, I cried out and whined as he teased me relentlessly. And when he stopped with his mouth, I collapsed onto the mattress, ready to pass out, but the instant I felt his cock slip into me from behind I trembled with pleasure. My feminine muscles clenched onto his throbbing member and he let out a long slew of curses in four different languages. He was praising me, then cursing me, then praising me in those languages.
"Fuck! I love it when you tighten around me like that," he growled into my ear as he bent over me to nibble on my ear while his cock was still buried inside me.
All I could do was gasp and whine when he started to move. And it was nothing like last night. He was going slow, really slow. To the point where I thought he was torturing me by going to slow. As he pumped into me at a snail's pace his hands worked my back, making the muscles relax after they would tighten from his thrusts. I was spineless and couldn't form anything coherent in my mind. I was mindless in his love-play. Ever so slowly he picked up his pace, and I would raise my hips in time with his thrusts forward, making a rubbing sensation almost too good to hold onto. I was getting closer and closer to my release and I could feel him getting closer too. He went deeper and harder into me, but it was still far gentler than the night before. I couldn't believe that he was being this gentle. After seeing the intensity of his passion I couldn't possibly fathom him being gentle like a lover. It was beyond my comprehension. I gave into my feelings and it cast me over the edge of passion, sending me spiraling up into the heavens as I came. And since I cinched around his cock like a vise I felt him cum within seconds after me. After his release was squeezed out of him I could hear the effects it had on both of us. We were both panting heavily and I could feel his real arm trembling next to me. I gently tugged him down on top of me after I rolled onto my back and kissed him tenderly. He and I fell into a deep sleep shortly after our lovemaking. And as I drifted into unconsciousness, I couldn't help but feel as if being in the arms of this notorious and misunderstood assassin was where I belonged most in the universe.
I woke before James this time and I made a fire in the wood stove in the far corner to keep the cabin warm. Winter was fast approaching and I couldn't afford to get hypothermia. I was still sore from the fantastic sex James and I participated in, but it wasn't as bad as after our first joining. I could move more and there was less stiffness in my limbs. Once the fire was warm I put on some fresh clothes and hiked back to the main cabin. I ran into Jared in the kitchen and the smirk he sent my way had me blushing a dark shade of scarlet.
"I see you two have been having fun out there," Jared laughed, handing me a picnic basket full of food.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Jared," I said sternly, but I couldn't hold back the smile on my face.
"You can't hide it from me, Ashley. You're glowing. And the only time a woman glows like that is after great sex and when she's pregnant," Jared teased, ruffling my hair.
"Whatever you say," I giggled, grabbing a wash cloth and several towels from the side linen closet by the back door.
"Just don't bring all that lovey dovey crap back with you," Jared shouted at me as I returned to the more private cabin.
I entered the cabin in silence and James was still sleeping soundly. I placed the picnic basket off to the side as well as the towels and the wash cloth and climbed back into bed. James instantly pulled me into his side in his sleep and I couldn't help but
smile at him as he slept. I stayed awake, admiring his handsome features, and wondering just exactly what I did right to get this man to be mine and mine only. If you had told me a month before now that I would be head over heels in love with the Winter Soldier, and he'd be head over heels in love with me I'd have laughed you off and placed you in an insane asylum. But this was real, this was my reward for putting up with my abusive father, for losing all my friends and family because they were terrified by me. This was my reward for being selfless when all I wanted was to be selfish. And I couldn't have asked for a better reward.
Three weeks after James and I made our relationship official I started to notice some things that I really wasn't expecting. I woke up every morning vomiting into the toilet, hiding it from James and Jared. I also noticed the slight bulge in my abdomen that was growing bigger and bigger. I spent the next two days rummaging through the cabinets and drawers in the cabin until I found what I was looking for, a pregnancy test. And the result I got terrified me. I was pregnant with James' child. But with all of the hunting of Hydra we had left to do, I wouldn't be safe if we had to run. I was scared that I would lose this child and James would run from me if I had his baby. Would he stay with me? Would he accept it as his own? I was terrified. I had to talk to someone, and the only one that I could talk to was Jared.
I spent two hours debating if I should tell Jared, knowing that he had a big mouth, and hope he had some advice that would help me. I needed someone who I could lean on when I was scared. After dinner that night James was out cutting firewood for the outdoor wood stove and I pulled Jared aside at the table.
"I need to ask you a question," I said softly, my hands trembling and I couldn't hold them still.
"Ashley, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Jared asked, taking my hands in his.
I looked up at him and felt tears fall down my cheeks.
"I'm pregnant," I whispered, searching Jared's face for some form of comfort.
"Oh my god! Are you serious! It's his isn't it?" Jared exclaimed, pulling me to my feet and hugging me tightly.
I nodded my head and clung to him.
"Have you told him?" he asked, pulling back to look at me.
I shook my head and started to hyperventilate. I don't know if I could tell him.
"He'd be ecstatic! You need to tell him, Ashley," Jared said, holding my face between his hands.
"I can't! I can't! What if he leaves?!" I whimpered, my tears falling even harder.
"He won't leave! I've seen the way he looks at you. He'll never leave you. He loves you," Jared said calmly, wiping at my tears with his thumbs.
"I'll try to tell him. Send him up to the room when he gets done," I whispered, nodding my head hastily and leaving the kitchen.
Jared nodded when I turned back to look at him and I rushed up the stairs and closed myself into my room. I was terrified. What if he didn't believe me? I was pacing the room with the pregnancy test in my hands, staring down at it. This was big news. How was I going to tell him? What would his reaction be? I froze when I heard his footsteps pounding up the staircase.
"Ashley? Ashley!" he shouted, bursting through the door and making me turn to look at him.
My face was tear stained and I was trembling. He rushed over to me and I let him pull me into his arms.
"What's wrong? Jared said you were acting strange," he whispered, pulling back to look me in the eyes.
"I have something to tell you," I mumbled, holding out the pregnancy test for him to see.
He took it into his hands and he sank into a nearby chair.
"What is this?" he asked, looking up at me with narrowed eyes.
"A pregnancy test," I mumbled, handing him the box that it came in.
He read the box and then looked at the test, then at the box again. He then looked up at my face and I looked away from him.
"You're pregnant? Is it mine?" he asked, getting up and tossing the pregnancy test and box aside.
I nodded my head and timidly looked up at him as he came to stand in front of me.
"You're pregnant with my child, and you're afraid I'd not accept the both of you," he stated simply, his voice holding no emotion.
I nodded my head and stared down at the floor, trembling from head to toe, fearing the next words out of his mouth.
"Well, you'd be wrong. Lately I've been dreaming of a family of my own. And I've wanted you to be the mother," he whispered, tilting my face up with a finger beneath my chin.
I burst out into tears and clung to James. His arms wrapped around me and he just chuckled.
"I'd never leave you. I love you too much to do that," he whispered in my ear, pulling me closer to him.
I pulled back and kissed him, my arms wrapped around his neck and I couldn't believe that for the first time in my life someone wasn't going to leave me. I was so afraid that everyone would leave like in my past, but James was changing all of that. Not once did he leave me, and I wasn't going to let that go. He kissed me back and I felt tears stream down my cheeks in happiness. He pulled back and started laughing at me, wiping away my tears with his kisses.
"Don't cry, darling. Don't cry. I'm here, I won't leave," he whispered, brushing my hair away from my face.
"I know. I'm just so happy!" I cried out, hugging him tightly.
"So, what are we going to name him?" he asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Whoever said it was a boy? What if it is a girl?" I asked, giving him a mock glare.
"It's going to be a boy. I made you cum first," he whispered in my ear, grabbing my ass roughly.
I gasped and flattened my palms on his chest and stared into his eyes. He held a mischievous look in his eyes and I knew exactly what he wanted to do. I bit my bottom lip and sank my hands into his jeans, pushing him backwards until he was plastered against the door.
"That's my minx," he chuckled, reaching behind him to lock the door.
Once the door was locked I tore his button down shirt off him and he pulled my tank top and bra off in one smooth motion. I gasped when he grabbed my breasts roughly and he pushed me back until I was lying on my back on the bed. I pulled him down on top of me and then rolled until I was on top. He stared up at me in shock and I smirked down at him. I quickly pulled his jeans and boxers off of him and he pulled my leggings and lavender colored thong off and tossed them behind him to land on the floor. Once we were both naked he buried a hand into my folds and I reached behind me to grab onto his throbbing erection. He groaned and I smirked down at him.
"Not so tough now are you? Just wait till you see what I do next," I murmured, positioning his member at my entrance.
I watched wide eyed as I slowly impaled myself onto him and I gasped for air as I felt him brushing against my womb. It was a strange sensation, but I relished it. I circled my hips on his, making him rub deeply inside of me and I couldn't help but cry out. His ragged groan and his hands cinching on my hips had me clenching around him tighter.
"Oh god. Keep moving, babe. Don't stop," he groaned, raising his hips up off the bed to get me moving.
I raised myself off of him and then sank back down on him. For several long minutes I tortured him with my slow pace like he had done to me just weeks before tonight. But apparently he didn't want to keep going slow. He suddenly rolled me over and bent my legs back so that my knees were up by my head. He pounded into me, his cock breaching my uterus and sending me over the edge. I screamed as I came and James shouted his release in Russian which made me come again. And as the last of the tremors faded he released my legs to let them fall to the mattress and he collapsed on top of me. We were panting and soaked with sweat. I was exhausted and he gently rolled off of me and pulled a blanket over us. And I fell asleep to the feeling of James stroking my abdomen with his metal hand and humming an old nineteen forties tune.