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.”
Epilogue
“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 pla
te 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.
She looked away. “I don’t know that I’m lying. The last time I felt this way, I was told that I wasn’t in labor. What if this is just another false alarm?”
“Go lie down.” Daffyd wiped his mouth and stood. “I’ll go get her and bring her back.” He shook his finger at her. “And no eating my pancakes.”
“Why not? You’re not eating them.” She crossed her arms. “Don’t think I don’t know that you’re glad to get out of eating my cooking, Mister.” She grinned. “You’d better get used to it. I’m going to be cooking a lot once I’m not pregnant anymore.”
“Just another reason to keep you pregnant, my love,” he said under his breath.
“Ha! I knew it.”
“Knew what?” He turned, doing his best to look as though he had no idea what she was talking about.
“You forget. Apparently, I’m a defender, too, remember? I heard that. You don’t like my cooking. You haven’t even tasted it and you don’t like it. Did you think I didn’t notice that you hadn’t taken one bite? Just because you wiped your mouth doesn’t mean you took a bite, you jerk.”
Daffyd smiled. Even her calling him a jerk meant the world to him. She told him what it meant, but somehow, from her, it was a term of endearment and he loved her for each and every one of them.
“I’ll take a bite, okay? Will that make you happy?” He stalked back to his plate, cut a fairly large piece from the mess on his dish and crammed it into his mouth. The taste surprised him. “It’s good!” He had expected it to taste like warmed over shit, but it tasted much better than he expected. He wiped his mouth, for real this time, and strode to the other end of the table. “I’ll go get Alia and be right back. Don’t have the babes without me.”
Three hours later, after Elle had called him and every other male in existence—everything but decent human beings—Alia helped Elle bring little Hayden and Haley into the world. Hayden, three minutes older than his sister, Haley, came out screaming, his little fists pumping with anger as he let them know that he wasn’t at all pleased to have been forced from the warmth of his mother’s womb. Haley, on the other hand, whimpered for a moment, grasped Daffyd’s finger in her little hand and smiled.
Daffyd was certain it was a smile, no matter what Alia and Elle said. It was not gas. “I feel as though I must lodge a complaint with you about your children, my beautiful lady.”
“What could you possibly find wrong with them?” she asked with that adorable little crease between her brows.
“Both of the babes became thieves before they have even had their first feeding. The two of them have stolen my heart from my chest and they hold it between them. I don’t think they plan to give it back.” He pressed his lips together, trying to keep a straight face.
Elle smiled a secret little smile she got only for him or when she thought of her babes. “None of us plan to give it back to you. It belongs to us now.”
About the Author
Dear Reader:
If you’re reading this, I hope it means that you’ve just enjoyed reading one of my books. Always a romantic, I started weaving little fantasies for my friends at the tender age of fifteen. Never once did I think that writing would be my dream until around 2002. After complaining to my husband that my favorite authors didn’t write fast enough, he asked a fateful question. “Why don’t you write one of your own while you’re waiting?”
Once I started, he couldn’t stop me. I write in the morning before work, and during my breaks at the day job, and I write at night when I should be relaxing. I’ve even been known to write in my sleep. Every member of my family has had the dubious honor of witnessing my fingers moving over the keys while I’m off in dreamland. Sometimes it even makes sense!
I grew up in Southwest Florida where I met and married the love of my life. My husband was in the Navy for twenty years, so if you wonder where I have gotten some
of my ideas, I blame him. I suggest you do the same. He’s always saying he has wide shoulders. Let’s load them up, shall we?
Currently, I live in Michigan, seven miles from the nearest grocery store. I love living in the country. It gives me the peace and quiet I need to continue to write these stories for you. It also shows me a lot of natural beauty that I try to share with you in my books. While my titles may be dedicated to certain individuals who have touched my life in differing ways, please remember, every one of them is written for you.
My most recent dream is to continue what I do—to share more stories with anyone willing to read them. My new dream is to be able to pursue both my writing and my husband fulltime. Do you think he’ll run?
More of Tianna’s Books:
Gate To Fate series
The Paradise series:
Brianna’s Prophecy
Dragon Bound series:
The DARE series
The Endowed Series
The Chosen Series
Hidden Breeds
Highland Bears
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