Chapter Fifteen
Returning to their house, Kara and Thomas found that they couldn’t resist one another. The knowledge that they were going to be parents both enthralled and terrified them.
“Isn’t this incredible?” she said, looking out the window of their bedroom later that evening.
“Wherever you are is beautiful,” he said, walking over to kiss her, his arms wrapping around her waist so that his hand was resting on her soon-to-be growing belly.
“How can you possibly be so sweet all the time?” she asked.
“I’m not sweet all the time,” he replied, brushing her hair to one side and kissing her neck.
“Yes, you are.”
“Yeah? How about this? Does this feel like sweetness?” he asked, biting her shoulder.
“Mmm, no. You’re right. That’s not sweet at all. It’s incredibly harsh.”
“You like it when I’m harsh, too.”
“I like a mixture of the two.”
“Yeah? So, you like it when I kiss you and then bite your breasts?”
“I more than like it. It feels like ecstasy to me.”
“Ecstasy, huh? Let’s just see how that sounds,” he said, reaching between her legs and slipping his fingers inside of her.
She moaned as he explored her wet folds, looking down at her with a wicked grin. She noted how his eyes seemed to get even darker when he was excited. It was a turn on, just like everything else about him. If there had ever been a perfect man, he was certainly that man. Each day, she found that she fell in love with him a bit more. Her thoughts were interrupted by her own passion, a gasp escaping her lips.
“That’s my girl. Let me feel you drip across my fingers,” he said, slipping in and out of her softly with two digits until she was nothing more than weak putty in his hands. It was the effect he always had on her, which was perfectly fine with her.
Stripping her of her clothes, he removed his own before laying her across the bed. Leaning over her, he held her wrists down with his hands, taking his time to kiss his way up one side of her neck and then down the other before letting go of her arms and moving downward to kiss her legs from toe to thigh. She drew in her breath as his lips found their way to her center, lapping softly at her pink folds as she tangled her fingers in his hair.
He took his time with her, touring her body slowly and gently. His kisses were soft and warm as he planted them on her thighs, teasing her clit and pussy as he passed from one leg to the other. Then, he focused on her core, dipping his tongue inside of her, sucking at her clit and probing her with his tongue. Her hips arched up toward him, aching for more of him as he teased her.
“Please, I want you. Make love to me, Thomas,” she begged.
“Not yet. I want to make you squirm. I love watching what you let me do to you,” he breathed against her skin.
“I love the way you make me yours over and over, each and every time,” she moaned, barely able to get the words out as he stroked her clit with his thumb.
“You are mine. Just like I am yours,” he told her, stroking her pussy in all the right places until she couldn’t hold back. Her body contorted as her need built up inside her, her legs shaking wildly as she exploded against his tongue. He lapped at her swollen folds, the effects of her pregnancy already showing in subtle ways.
“Please, Thomas. I want you so much. Please,” she begged.
Moving upward, Thomas came face to face with her, looking deeply into her eyes. His fingers traced across her lips, her own scent floating behind it as he drew it lightly against them. It was intoxicating.
“I love you, Kara. You are everything I have ever wanted in this world,” he told her.
“I love you, too,” she replied, feeling like the luckiest woman alive.
Burying his hands in her hair, he leaned in to kiss her, his mouth hungry against hers. She moaned as he entered her, his cock throbbing heavily against her aching folds. Wrapping her legs around his back, she met each thrust with reckless abandon, pulling him further and further into her with each stroke. Their bodies bounced back and forth against one another in the throes of passion.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, driving into her until he couldn’t hold back anymore.
His body convulsed as he exploded inside of her and then lay lightly atop her, his cock still filling her as their passion faded into peaceful silence. Kara lay in the darkness with her head on Thomas’ chest, listening to him breathe quietly as he slept.
They both knew that this was only the beginning of something that was bigger than both of them. Twins were almost unheard of in their village, only one pair having been born here in over a thousand years, according to the doctor. People here were superstitious, and twins were a sign to them. It could either be of great good or greater evil, something that would reveal itself in time.
What would they all think if they knew just how incredibly special these twins would be? Kara feared the pain that might come to all of them if their fellow villagers couldn’t find it within themselves to accept what their children could do. It was something she didn’t want to consider, but couldn’t help but to do so. Eventually, she faded into a restless sleep.