Chapter 37
Leda
Quietly and with great difficulty these days, I undressed and padded into the bathroom, where the steam was escaping past the glass doors. I could barely see the top of Lucas’s head as I opened the door, and when he turned, I gave him a small smile. “Hey.”
He dropped his hands from his hair, his eyes roving over my naked form. My body had taken a drastic turn lately, my breasts heavier than before and my stomach now more than just a small bump. I almost couldn’t see my feet any longer and preferred slide-on shoes so that I didn’t have to bend down to put them on.
But the way that Lucas was gazing at me, I didn’t feel anything less than beautiful. “Fuck,” he murmured as I shut the door behind me. “You’re gorgeous, Leda. Just look at you.”
My nipples puckered painfully. “Can I join you?” It had been days since we’d had sex, Lucas too busy plotting this raid for me to stay up and wait on him. Even though I was pregnant, my hormones hadn’t stopped wanting him.
Lucas was on me in an instant, spinning me around carefully so that my front was pressed up against the warm tile of the shower. His lips pressed to my angled neck, and I moaned, feeling the wetness start to pool between my legs. “Every inch of you,” he growled as his lips moved over my skin, nipping and sucking. “Is fucking gorgeous to me. I can’t tell you enough.”
I felt it. Would it always be like this between us? I didn’t know, but I sure hoped it would.
Lucas’s hands came around the front, and I allowed him to cup my breasts, feeling his cock press into my ass. “Put your hands on the tile,” he murmured, tweaking my nipples.
I did as he asked, my heart thumping against my chest. It wasn’t new to us, this game, but every time he did it, I felt a new spark move through me. I could never get enough of this, of his hands on my body.
When they slid down to cup my stomach, I leaned back into his chest, letting him kiss my temple. “This is why I come home now,” he whispered, moving his large hand over the mound. “You are home to me, Leda.”
For someone like Lucas, who hadn’t ever belonged to someone or somewhere, I was glad to be that person for him. “And you will always be welcomed.”
“No matter how much I piss you off?” he asked before his tongue traced the shell of my ear.
“Always,” I breathed as his hand inched down to brush my aching mound.
“Then you know what to do,” he murmured, his fingers seeking out my clit.
I pushed against him until I was semi bending, offering up a different view of my center. The first time I had done this, Lucas had had to talk me into it, but now, I wanted to do it.
When Lucas’s tongue touched my wet entrance, I shuddered, knowing he had gotten on his knees behind me. His fingers were playing with my swollen clit as his tongue took the place of where his fingers normally were, and I felt my knees weaken as the orgasm started to build.
A moan escaped me, and Lucas increased his frenzy until I couldn’t stand it any longer, crying out his name as the orgasm washed over me. Before I could even finish, Lucas was there, holding me against him so I wouldn’t fall in the shower. “God, you taste good,” he whispered in my ear as the shudders continued. “I can’t wait to be buried inside you.”
“Please,” I whimpered, ready to have him fill me to my core.
“Not here,” he said, shutting off the shower. Normally he would have taken me against the wall, with me wrapping my legs around his waist, but I couldn’t do that right now, not to mention it was too dangerous for one of us to fall and harm the baby.
So, I let him lead me out of the shower, pausing so that he could put a towel down on the tile to keep me from slipping before we ended up on the bed, Lucas on top of me. “Tell me if I hurt you,” he rasped, nudging at my entrance.
I responded by pulling his mouth to mine, gasping as he pushed into me. He filled me just like I wanted him to, and I nearly orgasmed again, tearing my mouth from his. “Fuck, Leda,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to mine. “You are so wet.”
“And you feel far too good,” I added, rubbing my hands over his still-wet shoulders. “Please, Lucas, don’t hold back.”
Lucas lifted his head, his jaw clenching. I knew he was worried about hurting me, but there was no concern. Pulling up my legs on the bed, I angled my hips, and he closed his eyes, a hiss leaving his lips. “You know how to drive a good bargain, Leda,” he grunted, rolling his hips until I thought I was going to die.
What a way to go.
Lucas gripped my hips and pounded into me until I was screaming his name, the wash of orgasm like a wave falling over me. One of his hands slid up my knee and pushed my legs apart, giving him even more access to my body, and I whimpered, feeling his fingers brushing over my clit. “That’s it,” he urged, his body finding a rhythm that was driving me wild. “Beg, Leda.”
“Please,” I gasped, my entire body quivering under his touch. “Please, Lucas.”
“You should see yourself,” he said instead, his eyes wild with hunger. “You are fucking gorgeous lying there, crying out my name as I drill into you. This is a view I never want to forget.”
The view was fine where I was too. Lucas was beautiful, hauntingly so, a fire in his eyes that I knew burned for me and me alone. It was humbling to know that someone like him loved me so fiercely and wanted me like this.
He brought me to another earth-shattering orgasm before he let go himself, his cries intermingling with mine as he poured into me. My body turned to rubber, Lucas collapsing next to me on the wet sheets. For a moment I stared up at the ceiling, feeling my body start to float down to earth. That was how it was supposed to be between two people that loved each other.
“You okay?”
I turned to see Lucas’s anxious eyes on me. “I’m fine, except I need to pee.”
Relief shone in his eyes, and he pushed himself off the bed, helping me to my feet. “Thank you,” he whispered, his fist buried in my hair.
I pressed my cheek to his chest. “For what?”
“Hell, I don’t know,” he admitted, his arm curving around me. “For everything. For my life. For this fucking happiness I am finding it hard to believe is mine.”
His words brought tears to my eyes. “You’re welcome.”