by Crystal Dawn
“I’m fine, just a little tired,” she said with a well faked smile.
“If you say so, Dear,” she replied but she didn’t look convinced.
Mrs. Newman wasn’t the only one to ask her or to look at her thoughtfully. It seemed she wore her emotions where they were easy to see. She’d only known the man a few days, how had he become so important to her? She left at lunch time like she always did and went to get Danny. When she walked by, no one was at the corner Ros usually stood at. She walked to the bus stop and waited for Danny. His bus was running late and she wouldn’t have time to go home to get a bite of lunch. Good thing she had had a bigger than usual breakfast. She walked by the corner and her heart stood still. Ros was there and he turned seeing her. A charming smile came to his lips. Those were the lips that had brushed against hers causing all her confusion.
“Jen, Danny. How are you two today?” Ros looked at her waiting for her to respond.
She blushed when she thought of how she had reacted when she thought he had left her. She was happy he was back, but maybe too happy. She needed to remember he was hers, no wasn’t hers and never would be.
“Ros!” Danny screamed as he ran and threw himself into Ros’s waiting arms.
Jen realized she wanted to be there too. She had to fight her need to be hugged in his big arms. She stepped forward but managed to stop herself. It would be so easy to forget her responsibilities and just throw herself at Ros. He would reject her, of course. She was sure he would do it in a nice way. What did a young man with his whole life ahead of him want with a woman with a child and one on the way. It would be different if either child was his, but they weren’t. Their father was dead and resting in peace in a military grave. She was all they had and she would try to be strong for them.
“We’re just fine,” she answered when she realized he had been watching her. He set Danny down and came over to her.
“I think someone needs a hug from Santa, today,” he whispered as he pulled her in against him.
“No, I’m…,” she stopped talking as his scent wrapped around her and the heat from his body started to seep into her. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed and her mind confused. She just watched as his lips came closer and closer until they landed on hers. She was frozen like a deer caught in headlights and worse, she didn’t really want to move away.
His lips were warm and tempting as they lightly brushed against hers. He came back to nibble playfully on her lower lip making her gasp at the pleasurable feeling. Sex with her husband had always been good, but it had been more comfortable than explosive. She was unprepared for the feelings that Ros was evoking in her. She felt guilty to feel so needy and to want Ros in such a carnal way, but she couldn’t seem to help it. Ros’s tongue slipped into her mouth and he stroked her tongue. He tempted her tongue into his mouth where he sucked it in and she felt a rush of desire shoot straight through her. It took a moment for her to realize someone was tugging on her coat. Oh, my God it was Danny. What was he thinking?
“Mama, I’m down here,” he said as he looked up at her. She looked at him and blinked trying to make sense of it all. “Why were you kissing?”
Ros answered saving her because nothing came to mind. “Your mama was thanking me for cooking yesterday,” he said with a smile proud of his answer. The little boy seemed to accept this.
“We’d better go, I have to get to work and I’m running late.” Jen’s face was still flushed a pretty pink from embarrassment or passion. It was hard to say which.
“Will I see you later?” Ros asked hopefully.
“We’ll pass right by here when I’m through with work,” she said but she didn’t indicate whether that made her happy or not.
She grabbed Danny’s hand and got back into the office. Luckily no one was waiting, maybe they hadn’t noticed she was late. She set Danny in a seat behind the counter with her and gave him a coloring book and some crayons. He was a good boy and he would color for an hour or more without interruption.
Raker walked though and she just hoped he’d keep right on going. He made her nervous and he always acted like he knew something she didn’t. It was something she really needed to know but he would never tell her. She shook her head to straighten it out. She was being fanciful, she knew everything she needed to know about herself and her situation. Oh no oh no oh no! Raker was headed right to her. What had she ever done to deserve having to deal with him? It must have been a very bad thing.
“Mrs. Jones, don’t think that you got away with being late. I will be docking you one hour’s pay today,” he said with a hard look at her. “Do you understand?”
Well thank God he wasn’t firing her. She needed the job too bad and would have to put up with whatever he decided. She would make it somehow and once the baby was born she would have to reassess her plan. She couldn’t work with a newborn, she couldn’t afford a babysitter. Something would come up, it just had to.
“Yes, sir. I understand.” He walked off looking satisfied. He was docking her an hour for being ten minutes late. The man was sometimes the boss from hell and it made her angry but she needed the job too much to let it show. He wasn’t all bad. He let Danny stay with her at work. Most bosses wouldn’t do that. The man was complex and impossible to figure out. She’d given up trying long ago.
She worked hard at filing insurance, setting up payments, and appointments with patients and the time went by quickly. Danny had been such a good boy, he usually was. It was just a little after five and time for her to go. Raker walked back into the room making her feel an immediate sense of dread.
“Mrs. Jones, I need you to stay a few minutes more,” he said as he waved a file in her face. “Please set up an appointment with this patient and then you can leave.”
Of course she stayed and did as he asked. It didn’t take long but even if it had she would have stayed to see it done. He was controlling and she thought he pushed his employees just for the pleasure of showing them who called the shots. No matter what he did, she couldn’t see herself ever liking that man. She put away Danny’s coloring book and crayons.
She grabbed his hand and led him out the door. She saw Ros at the corner ready to call it a day too. She had the feeling that he’d waited for her. It made her wonder for the first time what his intentions with her really were. She had thought he was lonely and looking for a friend, but what if that wasn’t true? Ros was an attractive man with curly hair the darkest blond. His brown eyes could hypnotize and his body was gorgeous. He was lean like a swimmer but well muscled. His appetite was unbelievable yet he had not an ounce of flab because of it.
His skin wasn’t tan but it was smooth and tempting. It was soft as satin but the muscles beneath were hard as stone. His features weren’t hard, life hadn’t given him the hard hungry look some men developed by his age. He looked kind and loving, his sweet disposition obvious in his gestures and the expressions on his face. She was enjoying his company entirely too much and she would be hurt if she continued. Ros would leave and she would be devastated.
As they approached, Ros stopped what he was doing to give them all his attention. It was flattering to be the center of someone’s world even if only for a little while. She should back off and distance herself from him but spending time with him was just too tempting. Other than Danny, she really didn’t have anyone else. She’d have the baby when he came, but for now it was just her and Danny and he was only five years old. She wanted something for herself even if only for a little while.
“Spend sometime with me?” Ros whispered to her. He wanted her, she could tell. It wasn’t just sexual, but that was there too. He just wanted to be with her how could she say no to that? She nodded and he smiled.
“I know just where to go,” he said and it was decided. They went to the zoo and Danny was in heaven. He’d been before, but not lately. He grew tired quickly with all the running around he did, but Ros put him on his shoulders carrying him around like a prince. Danny loved it and it seemed both of them were growing much t
oo attached to Ros. It would be devastating when he left but she decided to let things play out.
The zoo closed at seven and Ros took them to dinner at a family steak house. He insisted on ordering for her and it was the first steak she’d had since Steve had died. It was melt in your mouth heavenly. It was nice to feel spoiled since things had been so tough lately. She and Ros got along so well and she sensed he wanted her, but no man would want to be tied down by her and two kids. She might have him for a little while, but once he woke to the reality of the responsibility for a ready made family, he would leave.
Ros walked them home and helped her get Danny ready for bed. He was so excited and Ros was his hero. Danny was worn out and they soon had him asleep. Now it was just the two of them but Danny was still in the room where he could wake anytime. Ros still swooped in and kissed her. It was hard to think with him pressed against her. She shouldn’t be able to respond but that seemed primal. Her arms moved up and around his neck, her lips opened inviting him in, her tongue dueled with his, and she pressed her body against his reveling in his hard body and the bulge between his legs that pressed back against her.
She was torn between what she wanted and what she thought she should have. Life had been so hard since Steve had died and people told her it would get better. It hadn’t so far, it had gotten worse. Ros, he made things better but she had always been told not to base your happiness on another person. It sounded like good advice in theory, but how could she walk away from this sweet and incredibly sexy man when he wanted her?
Her thoughts faded into the background as pure pleasure tore through her. Ros had slid his hands into her bra and was palming and stroking her breasts. They had always been sensitive but the pregnancy took that up a notch. She thought she might come from his attentions, but that just wasn’t possible, was it? She was soaking wet between her thighs and tingling all over. The man hadn’t touched her below the waist but she was on the cusp of an orgasm.
Her breath came in pants, her heartbeat pounded in her ears as if she had run a fast mile, and the tension built as Ros’s hot breath blew in her ear. Goosebumps popped up on her skin and her panties were now officially drenched. He picked her up and carried her to the table and in the back of her mind she wondered if he would bend her over it and take her. She wasn’t sure if she would protest since her need had escalated and it had been months since she had connected with an adult in any physical way. Desire of a kind she had never felt before reared its savage head and roared inside her. It told her to take him if he didn’t hurry up. It told her not to let him get away as if she could stop him from leaving if he changed his mind.
He sat in the chair and pulled her close to him as he began to undress her. He pulled her top over her head and tossed it on the floor before removing his own shirt and doing the same. Maybe he knew she would be nervous if he stripped her bare and remained fully dressed. Maybe he knew that her hands would be drawn to skin and two his already beaded male nipples that begged to be rubbed. He was right on both counts and her hands itched to touch him. She didn’t try to resist as she moved sliding her hands from his neck down to his chest. She rubbed his nipples and lightly tugged on them and he moaned, low and sexy.
“Jen,” he whispered. “I want you so much.”
Any resistance she had left melted away. She was putty in his hot hands and he looked like he was ready to mold her to him. He unsnapped her bra and it fell from her arms with a little help from Ros. His hands moved up palming her already heated flesh in his even hotter hands. She felt like she might combust. She felt like this wasn’t real, it was like a dream. This gorgeous man was hot for her body and she wanted more than she could admit.
His hands moved down to her slacks and he unbuttoned them and slid them down her legs where they pooled at her feet. She toed off her shoes and kicked them away, the pants caught on for the ride. She looked at Ros, her breath caught in her throat as she realized he was bare naked in front of her and he was carrying a previously concealed weapon. It rose up to his belly button beautiful and proud. Its mushroomed head nodded towards her begging her to pet him. Her mouth watered with the unexpected desire to taste him.
He didn’t give her time to think and he seemed to know exactly what he wanted. He pulled her up against him again but this time the heat coming from him almost seemed to burn her. Her awareness of him increased ten fold as she felt every inch of his skin that touched her as if he was branding her. He moved against her and her tension increased. She slid against him and he reached down with one hand sinking it into her pussy. He felt the ease of which his finger entered. She was slick and ready, more than ready for him.
He knew he should have taken her to his place, maybe next time. He had dreamed of a much more sweet and romantic claiming but his need was driving him and he had to have her. He sat on the chair and pulled her into his lap. He told himself she was no shy virgin, but he knew she deserved better and he would see she got it, but next time. He arranged her so that their bodies lined up and he slowly started to enter her. He could hardly breath, he wanted her so much.
When the head of his cock hit the slick heat of her entrance, he thought the pleasure might kill him. He stopped drawing in a deep breath and trying to still the shaking that threatened to undo him. He inched in and her heat made him thrill with delight. He felt honored that this woman would even allow him to touch her. He lost his control and slid in faster but she moaned and he stopped himself.
“I’m sorry, Honey. Did I hurt you?”
“God, no. It feels wonderful,” she whispered then turned a becoming shade of pink. Her creamy white complexion turned pink halfway down her torso. He smiled to himself and shivered. Jen was delightful in every way he could imagine.
He moved in further and finally he felt the bottom of her soft ass cheeks pressing against his big balls. He groaned, it just felt too good to resist. His hands rested slightly higher on her ass holding her in place. Her belly pushed against his lightly and her arms were wrapped around his neck. He used his hands to lift her up and down on his massive cock. She was so aroused and wet that she managed to take him even though it was a tight fit.
She moved her feet to the slats under the seat of the chair and used the leverage to speed up their movement. He rocked his hips causing his cock to hit in different spots deep in her channel. She made mewling noises that urged him on as she slid up and down his shaft faster than he would have ever thought she could go. His whole body buzzed with electricity and he knew this was not common or ordinary. She was more than just a female he wanted, she was the female he needed.
If he’d had a mirror he knew his eyes would be glowing. The need to bite as he fought his release was overwhelming and he knew he would give in when he came. She was close and once she went over the edge, he would follow. She was riding him hard and he hoped the chair would hold up as he listened to the creaking noises it made. He should move, but he was caught up in more passion than he could resist.
Jen slammed down on him hard, screamed his name, and the wooden slat she pressed against cracked. He jumped up managing not to lose her as his orgasm caught him and his teeth sank into her neck releasing his venom into her. He was thankful the chair had not broken completely and that he had been able to stand without any harm coming to his mate. Yes, she was his mate and he would claim her. He had already begun the claiming and he would finish it. He wished that he could tell her everything and eventually he would.
Now was simply not the right time to through her whole world into disorder. Right now he would protect her and make life better on her, but the truth would have to wait. In her condition the upset all this would cause might make her ill and he was certain she wouldn’t be able to go back to her job and act like nothing was wrong once she knew what Raker had done to her. If anyone left their employment at the facility right now, Raker and his people would pack up and leave taking the gods they had restrained and the females they had impregnated with them.
Ros had never fe
lt so euphoric physically and torn mentally in his life. His emotions were making him dizzy and he wished he could spend the night holding his female more than anything. He knew he couldn’t and that hurt. He kissed her noticing she was asleep. Mating with a god was hard on a human female. Now he would worry about that too. He laid her on the bed and searched for her nightgown. He dressed her and settled her under the covers in bed with Danny. He checked her alarm clock and turned it on. He hoped the time was set right. He’d done all he could and now he had to wait. He left wishing nothing more than to stay. He was a god and he had a duty, he’d never before regretted that.
He had long understood life wasn’t fair. The very circumstance of his birth and subsequent upbringing brought that home to him and all his brothers. The problem was he had thought things had changed for all of them. He’d admit they had some, but he had thought when he found his mate he would just spirit her away to Olympus and all would be well. He had never thought she would be in a position similar to the one the gods had been in before they’d been freed.
She wasn’t locked in a cage like they had been but she was a prisoner of circumstance and in some ways that was worse. He believed if he didn’t get her to Olympus soon, carrying the child without the proper medical supervision would be the death of her. He liked skinny women, he liked curvy ones. He was one of those males that saw the beauty of females in general and didn’t discriminate on a physical basis. What he demanded was a beautiful soul. He couldn’t lie with a black-hearted female and that had prevented him from being useful as a spy.
With Jen, he had hit the jackpot. She was beautiful inside and out. She was a nurturer, like Cherish but she wasn’t tough like her. Life had kicked her hard and she had withdrawn inside herself. Life was still kicking her but he would soften that as much as he could until he could whisk her away. He wanted to be her hero and he thought she would allow him that honor. Many of the gods drooled over Doc, Sierra, and Cherish, but he didn’t need a female that could whip his ass. He wanted a homemaker, a mother, a wife, and a lover. Jen would be all of that and more.