Woman Beheld (7 page)

“Why not?” Her breath came in short, soft gasps. “I asked Alia. She said it was fine. She said that she didn’t think I was in labor and even if I was, it wouldn’t harm them, not now.”

Take what she offers, defender, otherwise it will be weeks before you can make her yours. Tonight is the last night it is safe to make love with her. Her babes come soon. I have foreseen it.

Daffyd closed his eyes and wondered if he would be able to make love with her. The thought of an other-worldly audience held no appeal to him.

We will not watch! Do you think us voyeurs?

No, but I think you three like your jobs. Meddling in people’s lives shouldn’t give you such pleasure.

It only gives us pleasure to see you happy, you stubborn man. You are almost as bad as Garrick. Even
he
will learn to toe the line when it is his turn. Now, stop stalling before it’s too late.

Not wasting another second, Daffyd stared at the woman with whom he intended to spend the rest of his life. “You’re so beautiful. I love the way your hair glistens in the firelight. Its golden streaks offsets the deep brown, like rays of sunshine through the darkness.”

“Stop with the pretty talk, Defender,” Elle said with a smile. “I want Daffyd, the man. I need him almost as much, maybe more, than he needs me.”

“Then, turn around so I can unbutton your gown unless you want me to throw your skirts up and take you with nothing more than a how-do-you-do, ma’am.”

“Oh, I definitely want more than that. But first, I want more of this.” She leaned down and pressed her mouth to his, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips until he opened his mouth and took control.

He held her close, cherishing their closeness as they spent the next few minutes enjoying each other’s company. He brushed his thumbs over her already hard nipples and she arched into him with a gasp. Electric heat seared through him as he held her on his lap, her woman’s heat pressed tight against his hard cock.

“Take me, Daffyd. Make me yours.”

Elle stared deep into Daffyd’s eyes. The look he gave her was intense, as though he wanted nothing more than to strip her bare and make her his. She hoped so. If he turned her down wearing this dress, she’d be surprised. With its high waist and halter-top, she hoped he wouldn’t be able to resist her.

Claru brought three dresses of the same style from which she could choose. She chose the dark blue. She left the butter yellow and the print for a time when she wasn’t as big as a house.

Still, the blue had the effect she’d hoped for. Daffyd stared at her cleavage thrust so close to his face. Reaching behind her neck, he unfastened the dress, letting the cups fall. Her breasts spilled out of the silky material and into his large hands.

Reverently, he leaned forward, taking first one, then the other into the warmth of his mouth. Elle gasped, holding his head to her. Her body creamed, feeling as though it melted as she sat on his lap, his erection pressing into her mons.

Her stomach churned with desire. Liquid heat moistened her panties and she moaned. Daffyd paused when one of the babies kicked again and she chuckled. “It seems as though they like the way you make me feel.”

“
I
like the way I make you feel,” he said against her breast. “I love the little noises you make.”

As though to prove his words, he leaned forward and captured her right nipple with his mouth. Biting gently, he stroked the tip with his tongue and Elle cried out. Arching forward, she pulled his head closer, pressing her breast harder against his mouth.

The world fell away for a moment as nothing else seemed to matter but the feel of his mouth on her skin and the erection pressing against her nether flesh.

Gently, Daffyd picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed, never breaking his hold on her sensitive nipple. Tiny electric shocks shot straight from her nipple to her groin as though they were somehow connected.

Daffyd straightened for a moment, stripped his clothes off faster than she had ever seen anyone move before and then settled between her legs. He kissed her knees, her thighs, and the arch of her protruding belly.

“Hello in there.” He tapped her stomach. “I just wanted you to know that I love your mother. I promise to always love her, care for her and be gentle with her.” He started to move away, then returned. “One other thing, I already love you two, as well.” Without warning, he moved lower, swiped her labia with his tongue and latched on to her too sensitive clit.

Elle arched her back with a little scream. She hadn’t expected that. Not so fast. Hot breath stirred the thick curls. Heat seared her insides as he used both hands to pull her labia open and suck her clit deeper into his mouth.

Ever so slowly, he pushed his fingers inside her, curling them against the bundle of nerves that she knew would toss her over the edge into orgasm. Humming, he shook his head, the vibrations sending her over the edge of her first orgasm. Somehow, Elle knew it was the first of many.

Nothing could have prepared her for this. Sure, she’d had sex before, but never like this. Never had she climaxed so quickly or so well, and never more than once. Something told her that Daffyd was just getting started as another climax washed over her.

Screaming, she reached down and grabbed his hair. She tried to pull him up and over her, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Not yet, love. I’m going to do this right, if this is our last chance before the babes arrive.”

So, he’d been talking to Skuld as well. Elle wondered if she should be angry at the woman for interfering or glad that she did. Whatever the case, if it weren’t for her, they would probably be sleeping alone tonight. With that in mind, how could she complain?

Finally, after her third climax, he kissed his way back up her body, paying special attention to her stomach as he whispered most likely silly things to the babies that she didn’t quite hear. Once he reached her face, he kissed her deeply and she tasted herself on his lips.

“This is the point of no return, love. With your permission, I will mate you tonight. Perhaps, with a lot of luck, it will make our children stronger. Most of a defender’s powers come from his father, but we don’t know what will happen if we are truly bound as soul mates.” He brushed the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead. “If we are truly bound, this will change you. It will make you like me. If you don’t want that, then we should stop now.”

“Are you kidding?” Elle grinned up at him. “Why in the world would I want to turn that down? It’s every girl’s dream to live with a super hero. It would be even better to have my cake and eat it, too.”

Elle didn’t remember ever being this happy. To think she never would have met him if not for the Fates’ intervention. They belonged together. Meant to be together, she could see that neither of them would ever be truly happy without the other.

Daffyd stood and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Taking a leg in each hand, he spread her thighs and positioned himself at her dripping entrance.

“Please,” she whimpered. “I can’t wait any longer. Just thinking about it is driving me crazy.”

Need slammed through her when he reached down, pressing his thumb against her clit.

Looking up, she met his gaze. His eyes, so filled with love, seemed to stare straight into her soul. She knew him. Somehow, she knew him more as the man who saved their lives, than as a super hero. She knew him deep down. She also knew that she wasn’t settling this time. This time, she would be happy, truly happy and so would he.

Something in his gaze touched her deep inside and she knew they were meant to be together. Elle didn’t know how she knew it, but she knew that they were soul mates.

“I can’t wait, either.” He stared down at her, his voice strange as he talked through his teeth. “I have dreamed of this night
every
night since I brought you here.” He eased forward slowly. “I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight sheath. Yet, I don’t want this to end too quickly. I know we only have this one shot for several weeks. I want to make it good for us both and I want to know that we’re bound together.”

“Me, too.” Elle gasped when he moved forward, pushing himself deeper. “Man, there’s nothing small about you, is there?” She bit her lip as he continued to move forward, working his way deeper and deeper. Somehow, she knew if she even made the slightest sound of pain, he would stop. She didn’t want that. Not now. It was too late for that.

“Fuck me, dammit!” she practically growled at him. “I’m not going to break. The babies aren’t going to break. I’ll go mad if you don’t finish this. Now!”

One last thrust had him seated inside her. Elle, too far gone to care, clutched her nipples, twisting and pulling the hardened nubs as he slowly moved out and back in.

“Faster.” She panted, her breaths coming in short, quick gasps. “Please, Daffyd. I need it faster. I can feel it building, but it’s not enough.”

Goose flesh rose on her arms and legs. Her entire body trembled with need and want as he repeatedly thrust into her while she stared up into his dark chocolate eyes.

Fire burned in her belly. Need rose up within her and she stiffened, reaching for her fourth orgasm of the night. Her head thrashed on the thick comforter beneath her.

Gods, you’re so tight. And wet.” He ground his hips into her with a deep groan.

“Good. I’m glad you think so,” she said, her voice shaking with the need to come. “I’m about to come again and I’m taking you with me this time.”

“I don’t think so,” he said waggling his brows. “I have more plans for you.”

“Too bad, Mister. It’s your turn this time.” Elle scooted closer to the edge of the bed. Resting her ankles on his shoulders, she tightened her inner muscles and pushed down, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Don’t do this, baby.” He groaned. “I want…it to last.”

“I know you do, Daffyd, but I need you to come. I need to know that I’m truly yours once and for all. How will we know until you mate me in every sense of the word?”

Finally, Daffyd lost control. Grasping her hips, he thrust into her as he dragged her against him. Over and over he pummeled her inner flesh, the head of his cock banging against her womb.

Elle hoped Skuld was right and this wouldn’t hurt the babies because it was too late to stop him now and she wasn’t sure she wanted to try.

One forceful thrust led to another. Again and again, he drove his hard cock inside her, ratcheting her need higher with each powerful thrust. Every deep thrust dragged his thick cock over the sensitive nerve endings of her G-spot, driving her ever closer to another intense orgasm.

He was close. She could feel it in his uneven strokes. Still plucking at her nipples, Elle bit her lip, arched her back, and reached for her orgasm. He would never forgive himself if he came without her. Elle wasn’t sure how she knew that. She just did.

Finally, when she reached down with one hand and stroked her clit, lightning burst behind her eyelids and she came screaming, dragging Daffyd with her.

His climax lasted a lifetime. He groaned, a sound made deep in his chest as he continued to fuck into her, his thrusts quick and erratic. Warmth filled her as he shot his seed deep inside her, bathing the entrance to her womb.

Slowly, Daffyd lowered her legs and moved her to the center of the bed. Lying beside her, he drew her into his arms and kissed her temple, then the side of her neck. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you or the babes, did I? I didn’t mean to lose control.” He sighed. “I promised myself that I would not.”

“I’m fine. I’m just tired. Rolling over onto her side, she rested her hand in the center of his chest and screamed.

Sparks shot between them. The fire of electric shock shot through her, burning her from the inside out. Blue white light arced between them, making their bodies jerk on the bed. When Daffyd finally managed to push her hand away, he leaned over her, his fingers brushing the hair from her sweat-soaked brow.

“Are you okay?” He pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “Please tell me you’re okay.”

“I’m fine, honey,” Elle said with a grin. Reaching up, she pulled his head down to hers for another quick kiss. “In fact, I’m better than fine. I feel great, though I am tired.”

“Go to sleep my love. I’ll wake you when it’s time for breakfast.”

“Mmm, breakfast.” She smiled sleepily. “Can I teach your cook how to make pancakes?”

“If you agree to stay, you can teach her whatever you want.”

“Of course I’ll stay.” She snuggled closer. “Why would I want to leave here? I love you.”

“Thank God for that.”

“Daffyd, can we ask Alia to dinner tonight?” Elle asked over her pancakes.

“Of course we can.” He sniffed the pancakes in front of him. “What’s this on top?” He wasn’t sure, but it smelled like
cabba
berries, though he’d never seen them on his plate in this state. They looked spoiled. It was all Daffyd could do not to turn his nose up at it. He would have if Elle hadn’t been the one to cook it.

“It’s crushed berries. I haven’t found anything here that tastes like maple syrup.” She shoved a huge bite in her mouth, chewed it, then swallowed before adding, “But the berries aren’t bad.”

“Why did you crush them to little more than pulp?” Hell, it didn’t even look appetizing with the black pulpy berry residue smeared over the top.

“To give it the consistency of syrup.” She held her hand out. “Look, if you’re going to just sit there and nitpick it, I’ll eat the damned things. Hand it over.”

He gave her a suspicious look. “Why do you want them? You’ve already eaten four.”

“I’m hungry.” She took the last bite and pushed her plate away. “I’ll call Alia now. Maybe she can come early and we’ll make a day of it.

“Why are you in such a hurry to—” Daffyd set his fork down. “It’s time isn’t it?”

Elle did her best to give him an innocent look. “No. I don’t think so.”

“Did anyone ever tell you that you’re a lousy liar?” He shook his head. He couldn’t help it, but a smile managed to crawl up his face, ignoring his best efforts not to do so.