“Oh, I’m gonna bring it.” She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth before releasing it. “Give me a few minutes.”
“Don’t keep me waiting long.”
“Never.”
She disappears into the bathroom and I work quickly to light the candles throughout the room. I place my phone on the nightstand and choose the playlist I had created earlier in the week. A sweet, slow tempo song begins playing and I remember the rose petals Gia and Lairah sent with me. I scramble through the luggage and find them tucked away in the side pocket. I hope they haven’t dried out. Crunching sounds beneath us on the bed isn’t an appealing thought. I take a few out and they’re still soft and moist so I toss them randomly across the bed.
Shit. I suck at this but it’s too late now because I hear her turn the door knob.
She opens the bathroom door and is wearing a white lace chemise. It’s sheer so I can see her body beneath, including her string bikini’s tiny triangle that barely covers anything.
She’s stunning. And all mine. “You look beautiful.”
I think she’s blushing. “I’m no virgin but it didn’t feel right to wear any other color on our wedding night.” It almost sounds like an apology.
“Come here.” I take her hands after she walks to me and I pull her to stand between my legs. I glide my hands under her chemise over her bottom. “I don’t want a frightened virginal bride tonight.”
“Good. Because you’re getting a wife with a case of raging pregnancy hormones.”
Hmm … Raging pregnancy hormones. That sounds like it could go either way. Really bad or really great. “I’m hopeful you mean that in a good way.” She propels herself at me and we tumble back on the bed.
Oh, yeah. She means it in the best possible way.
She straddles me and unbuttons my shirt. Her lips are everywhere at once. My mouth. My shoulder. My chest. She’s giving me some raging hormones as well.
I flip with her so I’m on top and shed my shirt before she brings her legs up and around my waist. I’m exploring my wife’s body with my mouth but I stop to kiss her belly and she runs her fingers through my hair. It’s early in the pregnancy but her body is already changing. I feel a slight protruding firmness that wasn’t there when we made love a few days ago. “I can tell they’ve grown.” I place one last kiss there before slipping my fingers under the strings on each of her hips and pulling downward.
She lifts her bottom to assist me and then sits up and pulls her chemise over her head. She tosses it to the floor and reaches for the button of my pants so she can help to rid me of them and my underwear.
This is it. I’ve made love to my agápe many times but now I’m going to make love to my wife.
I lower myself and claim her mouth again. Mmm … her kisses are sweeter than honey. And I feel like I’m able to enjoy Avery for the first time. I mean truly take pleasure in the joining of our bodies since I’m always inclined to fear someone in the house will overhear the sounds of our intimacy–intentional or not. “We’ve never been alone under the same roof. Ever.” Everyone questioned my control with Avery in the beginning and it was a while before anyone would even consider leaving us alone together.
“I remember the first time we were in the same room without anyone else around. We were in your office.” She didn’t have to remind me. I could recall the moment perfectly. “I was sitting in your chair and you were leaning over my shoulder as we searched through the vampire archives.”
“I couldn’t concentrate on those stupid records because I was imagining what your reaction would be if I kissed the bare skin on your shoulder.”
“I was so distracted by your warm breath next to my ear. I wanted to turn my head so my face could brush yours.” She mimics the motion. “I had almost built up the courage and then Curry showed up and freaked out.”
I wanted to take advantage of this alone time. I usually allowed our connection to speak for me since I always feared being heard but I wouldn’t be silent while we were here. I had a lot of things I wanted to say to my wife.
I glide my hand down and cup one of her br**sts as I take the other into my mouth. I’m gentle because I suspect they’re tender from the pregnancy. I roll my tongue over her nipple and it instantly hardens. “I’ve never told you how perfectly beautiful these are or how much I love them.”
She pushes her fingers into my hair and arches her back from the bed. “And I’ve never told you how good it feels when you do that. I love it.”
I hear her breath increasing. “I love to hear the change in your breathing.”
“I do too. It means you’re doing something really right.”
I move lower, back to her stomach. “I love your body and the changes I’m seeing happen right before my eyes.” I kiss her belly again. “You have no idea how much I love knowing there’s a part of me growing inside you.”
“Don’t forget there’s two little parts of you in there.” Like Chansey, Avery doesn’t acknowledge the fylgia possibility. To do so would be admitting we would lose a child and that isn’t a consideration in Avery’s book.
Her agápe scent is overpowering my control and I climb her body. “I need to be inside you. Now.”
“That’s exactly where I want you.” She lifts her hips and matches my thrust as I enter her. It’s different because we’re letting go for the first time–giving in to what comes naturally instead of exercising restraint.
“Aah,” I hiss through my teeth. “You feel so good.”
“Mmm,” she moans while meeting me thrust for thrust. “Don’t hold back.”
It isn’t easy to let go of my self-restraint. “I don’t want to hurt you or the babies.”
She grabs my face. “I won’t break and the babies are tucked safely in their little cocoons.”
She wants more so I don’t hold back. I’m persistent until her internal body contracts around me. “Aah. Aah. Right there. Don’t stop.” She’s squeezing me almost painfully as I tense and empty my body inside of hers.
She goes limp beneath me and I roll to lie beside her. I reach for her hand and lace our fingers before bringing it to my lips for a kiss. “I love you, my wife. My agápe. And mother of my children.”
She in turn kisses my hand. “And I love you, husband. My vampire. And father of my children.”