After a time, her legs instinctively kept trying to come together and he’d reached a plateau also. He released her tender flesh as his head fel back.
He wrapped his arms around her lower back and clung tightly as she took the last of his cum.
Probably sated, she turned to curl against his side. He slid careful y over her, spreading her legs and came to rest in the cradle of her thighs. “Close your eyes now, sweet woman, and let me in your warmth. I’l be gentle with you.” Tender feelings washed over him as he loved her. She appeared exhausted until he excited her insides and she climaxed for him. After her orgasm, he’d more stimulation than he could manage and came within her. Kissing her cheeks, eyelids, forehead and nose, he turned them both on the bed and drew the covers up to keep her skin warm. A protective arm cuddled her and then his leg went over her too. He wanted and needed her against him, as close as they could get so he could final y rest.
He kissed the back of her head, thankful of good fortune before slipping away. Finding a woman he trusted with his heart and life had been remote in his ordered and dismal existence. He wondered at the odds. He ful y expected another set of hours devoid of nightmares. The lack of night terrors had grown addictive and he knew his woman brought it about.
Whispered against her hair, he said, “I love you, wife.”
“I love you also, husband.”
* * * * *
The next morning, Reina ran after Gage with tears streaming down her face. She chased him down one corridor before another and final y the last. He entered medical and she feared for Dr. Nare. She needed to stop Gage! By the time she arrived, poor Dr. Nare was pinned against the wal by her husband’s fist holding a fair amount of tunic. The doctor’s expression didn’t hold concern. Her husband behaved badly and more tears came from embarrassment. Surely half the crew witnessed his appal ing display.
“You’l spit it out, Nare, tel me why my sergeant came to see you this morn!” She winced at his words because his teeth were mostly clenched as he yel ed.
“I’m guessing you didn’t give her a chance to explain,” Dr. Nare replied.
“Her ability to speak plainly seems hampered by the constant flow of tears, which started four morns ago. You’l tel me what’s wrong with her. As commander of this vessel, you should’ve reported the sergeant’s request to be seen immediately to me.”
“Gage,” she said, the rest catching in her throat as a loud sob came out.
He released the doctor and came to her. He picked her up and held her like a child before going to stand before Dr. Nare. She couldn’t fathom his anger. “You’l tel me what’s wrong with her,” Gage said, shoving her closer to the doctor. “If you don’t know, you’l work until you do. Have I made myself clear? I don’t care what it takes. You make her…”
Dr. Nare stood close. “It’s quite natural, Gage. The crying should only last a few weeks. After that she’l return to good health and grow your son.”
“She’l bear a daughter, Nare. You know that.”
“No, you’l have a son in one month’s time. The odds are one in a mil ion that she’d conceive a male, but she did.”
“One month?”
“The entire process only takes five. Amazing, isn’t she?”
“A son.”
A son. A raven son. How wonderful.
About the Author
Kathleen Lash wrote a first novel with a friend at thirteen. She eventual y married the “bad boy” who, a few decades later, provides wild times and stability. Working ful time as a supervisor, she holds a Bachelor’s in business, and continues to rebuild the highly affordable, unique fixer-upper. Leisure hours are packed with writing, stock car racing, demolition derby driving, Toyota bonfires (cutting torch plus fuel line equals hysterical laughter and a newspaper article in the local paper—sorry, sweetie), motorcycle and horseback rides, fun with adult children (boys, girls and adorable dogs), and trips to various states and Mexico.
Affiliations with the Romance Writers of America and the Northeastern Ohio Romance Writers groups have al owed her to hone her skil s and give characters a rich past and precarious future. Kathleen is also published in other romance genres.
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
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