CK’s eyebrows skyrocket before they drop and hood his eyes ferociously as the mental picture he gets is not to his liking. “I wasn’t under the impression Cole would be open to that yet,” he says stiffly.
“Probably not,” I say as I sit and take his hand. “But a bite maybe? I don’t know, I have to talk to him. The reason I am telling you any of this at all, is that the three of us are going to need some alone time of our own.”
A long silence follows that comment and then he heaves his world-weary sigh at me. “Fine,” he grouses. “I suppose I had to be expecting you would want to carry on with your prior arrangement at some point.”
Great, I think, but this has been way too easy. I thought we would end up in a fight over the baby thing with this adding fuel to the fire, but we have discussed it like two rational adults…for once. Something will shit on this, and damn soon, I have no doubt. And I am pretty sure it will be what I have to say next.
But I chicken out. I don’t want to spoil this yet. I am a coward of the worst kind and I don’t deserve Devon.
“Thank you,” I mutter again and kiss him quickly. “I should go and find Cole.”
“He’s upstairs in our bedroom,” CK says.
He looks like he wants to say more but clams up. Curious.
“Come up soon, okay?” I say to him. “I want you next to me.”
“Of course,” he says and lets me go.
I head upstairs and find Cole in the shower. I still need one myself, so I make the decision to strip off and join him. If I can do this with Devon, I can do this with my husband. He looks startled as I step in and backs away, giving me room.
“It’s okay,” I say. “I think I am over it.” I take the soap fro
m him and lather it up in my hands. I hand it back to him and then start to wash him. There are so many things that I have to say to him, but right now I just want this. He stands stock still like he is afraid any sudden movement will make me bolt and lets me get on with it. His erection is standing to attention as I run my soapy hands over him, and he closes his eyes in bliss. Once he is completely clean, I stand up and say, “Your turn.”
He doesn’t hesitate to reach for me. Soap and everything else forgotten, he picks me up and pushes me against the cold tiles. When I don’t reject him, he grabs my backside and shoves himself inside me. “I missed this,” he mutters before he kisses me.
I have too. There is something very sexy about a wet, naked husband bringing you to a shattering orgasm while the water falls down around you. After his own release, he lets me go and washes me from head to toe. I relish his attentions and when he wraps me up in a towel and starts to dry me off, I let him. It annoyed me when I was weak and ill and couldn’t do it myself. Now it is erotic and turning me on in ways that I haven’t felt for a while. This will be the first time that Cole and I have made love properly, alone, in months. I need him desperately as he needs me. I will talk to him tomorrow about Devon and all of the problems we are going to face, but for now we need to do this. We fall on the bed in a tangle of towels and wet hair and see to each other, taking turns at dominating the other. We fall asleep together with him still deep inside of me and for the first time since I woke up from my coma, I feel almost peaceful and content.
Chapter 20
The Underworld, September 2013 – Xane
“Is everything prepared?” he asks Aster.
“Yes, sir,” Aster replies.
“Good,” he says, feeling more than a little nervous. Which is just ridiculous. He paces the bedroom of the Castle fretfully after Aster leaves and then bucks himself up. She will do this. He will leave her no choice but to. He Astraports off and lands boldly in her bedroom at her country manor. He really doesn’t care about boundaries. He doesn’t stop to think that he might find her in a compromising position. He checked the Orb a few minutes ago and she was up and alone. He hates spying on her. He tries not to do it often, but sometimes it just gets the better of him and he has to see her.
“Morning,” she smiles at him as if she was expecting him to land in her bedroom unannounced.
“Hi,” he says returning her smile. “You ready?”
“Almost,” she says. “I have to do three things. First,” she drags his mouth to hers and kisses him. He falls into it and starts to walk her back to her bed, but she stops him apologetically. “Not here,” she murmurs, and he is crushed, but doesn’t let her see it.
“You don’t play fair,” he accuses half-jokingly. “You can’t kiss me like that and expect me not to want you.”
“Oh, I want you to want me, just not here,” she says with a laugh. “My husbands are in enough of a temper this morning, I wouldn’t want to exacerbate the situation.”
He cocks his eyebrow at her and she elaborates, “They aren’t happy I am coming with you today. You know Cole is a mass of paranoia around you, seems to have rubbed off on CK as well.”
With good reason, he thinks smugly, but just nods understandingly. Just under the surface he wants to tell her to fuck that and let him take her in the bed that she shares with them. He wants to roll her round the red silk sheets, fucking her with everything that he has, marking his territory. Instead, he says, “And the second thing?”
She holds her finger up and says, “Follow me.”
He does, like a sheep trailing in her wake, and she opens the door of the room next to hers.
“Do you mind?” Cade yells at her as he pulls his shirt on. “Fucking privacy would be nice.”