by Donna Raider
Mika released her from her arms and gently pushed Leah down on her hands and knees, Mika’s wings providing the foundation for their lovemaking. Mika caressed Leah’s breasts and ran her hands down her flat stomach coming to rest between her thighs, gently spreading them apart. Leah’s moans of pleasure thrilled her almost as much as the touch of her. Mika slowly kissed down her spine. Leah fisted soft feathers as Mika moved to fulfill her request. Her strong hands and powerful arms held Leah in position. Their carnal cries filled the universe as they used each other in the most pleasurable ways.
Leah slumped forward, falling face down onto the downy softness of Mika’s wings. She loved the soft feel of the feathers against her stomach. “Turn me over,” she begged.
Mika gently turned Leah to face her, her wings holding Leah as her hands caressed her entire body. Mika’s fingers left a path of tingling fire everywhere they trailed against Leah’s skin. Her magic danced to the surface, meeting Mika touch for touch, starting a fire of desire they weren’t sure they would ever be able to put out.
Mika’s lips sought hers, demanding, begging, exploring as if she had never kissed her before. Leah pulled Mika down to her, “Please, baby, love me,” she breathed into her ear, sending a charge through Mika that electrified her entire being. Mika was certain her ears were going to start bleeding. She did everything she knew to please her, to make her feel what she was feeling, to let her know that she would always be at her beck and call. Mika’s lips trailed from Leah’s to her neck and the little hollow place in her throat that always made her moan. Mika slowly kissed her way to Leah’s taut breasts. Her lips kissed all around them but didn’t touch her nipples. Leah pleaded and cried out as Mika teased her nipples, running her tongue slowly around them, but careful not to touch them.
“Oh, God, Mika,” she cried, tangling her hands in blonde hair and pulling Mika’s mouth down onto the breast she was teasing. After positioning Mika where she wanted her, Leah raked her nails down Mika’s sides as she arched toward her, desperately clutching Mika into her. She used her nails like Spurs, directing Mika to move, as she wanted her to, driving her faster and harder.
Mika could feel her release all the desire, all the pain, and all the fear. She knew Leah had given herself to her completely, holding nothing back. Mika looked down into her incredibly hypnotic brown eyes and saw the promise of eternity. Mika collapsed onto her, moaning her name and vowing always to love and protect her.
Leah hugged Mika tighter. “Is it possible for us to have a baby?” She asked.
“If two teenagers fumbling around in the back seat of a car can procreate, I’m certain you and I can find a way,” Mika murmured.
The sun was coming up as they returned to the clearing. Leah immediately transported them to their bedroom. They quickly showered together. Mika dressed as Leah finished her makeup and hair. Mika sat in the oversized chair in their bedroom watching her wife as she moved about the room. She closed her eyes and moved her lips as if in silent prayer.
“What are you doing?” Leah bent down to kiss her. “Praying or giving thanks.”
“Both,” Mika laughed. “I don’t like to do this, but I just replaced everyone’s memory of last night with a scene of me following you outside like a love-struck teenager trying to get to first base.”
“Thank you,” Leah hung her head humbly. “I will do my best to make certain that will not be necessary in the future.”
“We live too close to Salem for rumors about witchcraft to start circulating.” Mika laughed as if she was joking, but she knew the history of Salem and the witch hunts that had been conducted there.”
A frown darkened Leah’s face, “Have there been other witches here?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” Mika said thoughtfully. “To my knowledge, you are the first. Several young women were put to death as witches in the early days of America’s darkest history.”
Leah sat on her lap, putting her arms around Mika’s neck and kissing her soundly. “I love you so much, darling.”
A knock on their door pulled their thoughts from the incredible night they had just shared. Dread filled Leah as she thought about facing their son. Richie had been frantic last night, unwilling to let her console him. She flicked her wrist, unlocking the door, and called for him to come in. She steeled herself for the look of fear and distrust she knew would be in his eyes.
“I knew you would be making out,” Richie faked disgust. “Come on, if we hurry, we’ll have time for breakfast before our match.”
“We’re right behind you, son,” Mika grabbed the car keys and pitched them to the boy. “Why don’t you drive? Your mother and I will sit in the back seat.”
“No way,” Richie laughed, throwing the keys back to the priest who raised a questioning eyebrow. “I’m not driving anywhere with you two making out in the back seat.”
“Smart boy,” Leah plucked the keys from her wife’s hand, “I’ll drive.” She was relieved the Mika had taken care of their son’s disappointment in her, too.
The diner was crowded, but Ruth had their table reserved for them and placed their coffee and Richie’s hot chocolate on the table as they sat down. “The usual,” she asked.
They nodded. “Amber’s too,” Richie smiled, “she’s on her way right now.” Almost on cue, Amber opened the diner door.
“You two bowled an unbelievable game last night,” their son’s enthusiasm filled the room. “Weren’t they awesome, Amber?” Richie moved over to make a place for the blonde beauty to sit by him.
“Awesome,” Amber repeated as Ruth brought her coffee and joined into the discussion about the bowling abilities of the priest and mayor.
“Two perfect games on one team,” Ruth laughed. “If Amber and Richie improve even a little bit, you guys should win the tournament. You two seem more relaxed than you have all week,” Ruth added with a twinkle in her eye. “Did you get a little R&R last night? With the emphasis on recreation.”
“Everything is almost over,” Leah blushed slightly. “After tonight, we can all get some much-needed rest.” As always, her left hand rested on her wife’s thigh. She could feel the surge of energy go through Mika, as she teased her with her magic. Mika’s eyes widened briefly then she was back in control.
“Um hum,” Ruth bobbed her head knowingly.
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As soon as they arrived at the bowling alley, the priest pulled Gloria aside. “Are you truly dedicated to the priesthood?” Mika studied Gloria’s face, waiting for her answer.
“I am,” the young priest answered. “I do wish I could have a wife, too, but I’m not so certain the church would grant me the same exception as you.”
“That is a bridge I will help you cross if you ever find someone you want to marry.” Mika’s look was stern and stoic. “I can tell you it will never happen if you get involved with another man’s wife.”
Gloria’s head jerked up as her eyes locked with her mentor. “I…I don’t…” she was at a loss for words.
“Don’t mistake your sympathy for Mary for love,” Mika counseled the woman. “Nothing good can come from you getting involved with another man’s wife. Don’t put yourself in a situation where you are alone with her. Mary is very vulnerable right now. Don’t take advantage of her emotional state.”
“I would never intentionally do that,” Gloria gasped.
“Just make certain you don’t,” Mika said solemnly. “It is probably best if Leah and I counsel them as a couple from now on.”
Gloria nodded. She was thankful the priest had intervened.
CHAPTER 9 - Cool Girls Don’t Dig Antiques
The final four teams in the tournament were the two from Leah’s town New Judah, one from Brighton and one from Augusta. Richie’s team advanced in their bracket, and Emily’s team lost to Brighton. Brighton and Richie’s team were bowling for the trophy. A lot of good-natured teasing was going on, as the match got underway. The best two out of three games would decide the winner.
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ton won the first game, and Richie’s team won the second game. Amber and Richie bowled nothing but strikes and spares. Mika and Leah were having trouble maintaining their perfect game of the night before. The teams tied in the ninth frame. The priest led off, getting a spare and a strike. Brighton’s bowler matched her. Amber and Richie matched their scores with the opposing team. The two bowlers left to break the tie were Brighton’s mayor and Leah. Brighton’s mayor threw a strike and a spare. “I believe we will be taking home this trophy,” he bragged to Leah. “There’s no way you can beat that little lady.”
“I believe three strikes will beat that,” she smiled sweetly, but the dark thrill of competition was glinting in her eyes.
She threw two strikes. A hush fell over the bowling alley as they watched to see what their beautiful mayor would do.
“You got this, Mom,” Richie whispered encouragement.
She waited for as the pins reset. A radiant smile lit her face as she stole a glance at her wife. Mika winked her encouragement. It feels so good to be normal , Leah thought, to do what normal people do . Of all the wonderful things her wife had brought to her life, normalcy was the thing she cherished most.
“Looks like you have to do this by yourself, Madam Mayor,” Emily leered. “No one can step up and take care of it for you.”
Leah gracefully picked up her ball and threw a strike. “I believe I can take care of myself, Sheriff,” she smiled as her wife and son engulfed her in hugs and congratulations.
“Wow! You’re the best, Mom,” Richie danced around Leah as Mika pulled her in for a hug. Mika wanted to pick her up and swing her around, but Leah hated that, so Mika settled for a frontal hug.
All the teams congratulated each other and milled around the bowling alley. They had about three hours before the awards ceremony. Samson found the mic for the public address system and began talking to the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, we want to remind you that there is a free dinner and dance following the awards ceremony at the town hall, compliments of our mayor. The awards ceremony starts at seven, and everything else will follow. We hope you all can be there. Mika asked us to remind you that church services will be on regular schedule in the morning. Everyone is invited to attend. Applause spread throughout the facility as people left to get ready for the night’s festivities.
Richie drove home, insisting his mother sit in the front seat with him. Even though she was in her seat belt, Leah kept turning around to look at her wife sitting behind her son.
“So, have you thought any more about me getting a car,” Richie asked hopefully.
“Mika and I discussed it,” his mother answered in her stern voice, and his heart dropped. “If you promise not to ride in the car with Isaac, you can have your vehicle for your sixteenth birthday.”
“Yes!” Richie would have hugged his mom, but he knew her rule of both hands on the wheel. “But I still need lots of practice.”
He watched his Mother out of the corner of his eye. “I would kind of like to go on a date,” he said softly. “Could I just use your car? I will be careful.”
“No,” Leah answered without thought. “Mika and I will be glad to drive you and your date anywhere you want to go.”
“But, Mom,” Richie whined.
“Where do you want to go,” she frowned. “Everything in our town is close enough to walk.”
“Don’t you sometimes enjoy riding around the countryside with Mika?” Richie searched for a good argument.
“Yes, but we always…” Leah’s eyes widened as she recalled what they always did. “No way! You can’t car date, young man” she huffed. Leah shot Mika a help me glance and settled deeper into her seat as her wife laughed.
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Mika and Richie waited at the bottom of the stairs for the woman in their lives to join them. Richie was standing with his back to the stairs and Mika was facing them.
“She just doesn’t trust me,” Richie whined. “I’m responsible. I would never…” he stopped midsentence as he watched Mika’s face light up with, what could only be described as, wonder.
Richie turned to see his incredibly gorgeous mother standing at the top of the stairs. He prayed he would find a woman like his mom. She was dressed in a dark purple, form fitting dress that reached the floor. A slit ran to just above her knee. She had on black high heels with soles the same color as her dress. The neckline of the dress was almost indecent. It was the neckline that always made Mika grin like an idiot, just as she was now. An incredibly expensive diamond and Ruby necklace covered a good part of her chest directing the eye of the beholder to her ample cleavage (Richie was sure it was a holdover from her wicked queen days). Her hair was beautiful, softly swaying as she moved, shining when the light hit it. As always, her makeup was flawless. Isaac had said she had the perfect face. Richie had to agree with him.
She looked like a queen as she descended the staircase. Richie and Mika both fought the urge to kneel before her. Mika was still mesmerized as Leah approached her. “See something you like?” she smiled.
Richie thought Mika was going to faint. The woman had stopped breathing when she first saw her wife at the top of the stairs.
“Here son, you can take my car,” Mika handed Richie the keys to her personal car, never moving her eyes from her wife. Richie gasped. Mika never let anyone drive her new Lexus. In fact, she only drove it when she took Leah on date nights. Before either of them could come to their senses, Richie grabbed the keys and dashed for the garage. He had the Lexus. He would call Amber on the car phone and ask if he could pick her up.
“You look stunning,” Mika sharply exhaled as she held her hand out to Leah. “I never cease to marvel at your beauty.”
“Um,” Leah purred, “I hope you remember that when our son wrecks your new car.” She tiptoed and kissed Mika’s lips very lightly. “Don’t mess up my makeup,” she smiled when Mika put her hands around her waist.
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Richie and Amber were seated when the mayor and the priest arrived. Cupping Leah’s elbow, Mika guided her to her seat at the head table. They were sitting beside the Brighton Mayor and his wife, who paled in comparison to Leah. Every woman in the room paled in comparison to Leah.
“I believe your wife is more beautiful every time we see her,” Brighton’s Mayor commented as they dined. “You’re a very lucky woman, Mika.”
“Yes, I am,” Mika agreed.
“Your wife is the kind of woman; one feels lucky to breathe the same air with,” Brighton’s Mayor added.
“Yes, yes, she is,” the priest nodded.
Samson welcomed everyone and thanked them for participating in the tournament. He made a few comical comments that relaxed the crowd and then introduced Leah. An awed, collective murmur spread throughout the crowd as she stepped up to the microphone. Mika thought she was almost too beautiful to look upon, one of those gorgeous, unattainable women about which one can only dream.
Leah smiled her most dazzling smile and thanked Samson for his flowery introduction. She quickly moved through the awards and was particularly proud when she presented the top trophy to her son. She hugged Richie and whispered, “There better not be a scratch on that car when you get home.”
Everyone began dining, and Richie’s band played requests. The dance floor filled with old and young alike tripping the light fantastic.
Mika held Leah close as she moved her around the dance floor. She had been very subdued all night. “Are you okay, darling?” Leah whispered in Mika’s ear, knowing how that affected her. “You’re very quiet.”
“I am just…in awe of you, Your Majesty,” Mika said honestly. She was sure her heart had stopped beating, and her lungs were only functioning occasionally.
“Why, priest?” she drawled in that slow sensuous way only she could, “it’s just little ole’ me. The woman you sleep with every night.”
Mika whimpered and buried her face in Leah’s hair. “You’re killing me,” she moaned.
“Consider it foreplay, darling�
�� Leah looked up at Mika from under her long, dark lashes. “A prelude to what happens after midnight when I properly thank you for all you have done for Richie and me.”
Mika groaned. Midnight was two hours away. “I may be dead by midnight,” she said hoarsely.
Leah laughed; delighted that she had affected her wife just as she had planned. “Would you get me something to drink, please?”
Mika nodded and led her to the round table where they joined their friends. Leah disliked sitting at a head table and was pleased to join their friends. Mika quickly returned with a glass of wine for them. Delilah and Samson had joined her. They were in deep conservation about Richie driving.
“Well, all I know is that Emily wants to give Richie his first car,” Delilah grinned smugly. “It’s very important to her.”
“Emily doesn’t even have a decent car of her own,” Leah frowned. “How could she possible get one for Richie?”
Mika sat silently, openly staring at the beautiful woman that was her wife. She looked like she should be walking down a fashion runway, or posing for a magazine cover photo shoot, or holding court in an opulent palace. Instead, she was discussing whether her son should have a car. How does she make ‘down-to-earth’ look so incredibly sexy? Mika thought. Leah tilted her head, causing her dangling earrings to swing sensuously. She smiled at Mika her eyes communicating the things she had in store for her after midnight. Mika’s heart was trying to jackhammer outside her chest.
Ruth sat down next to Mika. “Everything was a success,” she smiled. Mika nodded, and Ruth noticed Mika couldn’t tear her eyes away from her wife.
“Bet you’d like to hit that, huh priest?” she grinned mischievously.
“Oh, yeah,” Mika exhaled slowly. “Wait what! No! I mean…yes, uh…”
“It’s okay,” Ruth laughed, “I knew you were lying when you said you had never thought that about her.”
“You’re a dog, Ruth,” The priest scolded. “But a loveable one.”