Jasmine and I are in the kitchen. I’m teaching her how to make her favourite brownies when we hear a commotion outside. Dropping the spoon that I was mixing with, I follow her to the courtyard, just in time to see Bion and Cassius carrying Brandr with Wulf following them.
“What happened?” Jasmine asks rushing after them. Wulf stops; turning, he takes hold of her waist and holds her back.
“It’s okay my Angel, Brandr got hurt, but he’s going to be fine. Don’t worry, Bion is just going to examine him.” At his words, I see her slump against him. I haven’t known the guys for long and the thought of one of them being hurt freaks me out, I can just imagine how she is feeling.
“Can I see him?” she asks, but Wulf is already shaking his head. Why do I get the feeling that he isn’t telling us everything?
“Not yet. Why don’t you go finish your brownies with Gabriela while Bion examines him. Once he is up to visitors I will come and get you.” Wulf doesn’t wait for a response, he kisses her forehead, turning her towards me with a gentle push and then makes his way to the infirmary.
Jasmine is standing in front of me with a worried look on her face. I can tell she also thinks there is more to the story than what Wulf has said. “Brandr isn’t okay,” she states, looking haunted.
“How do you know? Wulf said he was going to be okay?” I ask curious to know if what I am feeling is true.
“I feel Wulf’s anger and his pain. If Brandr was okay he wouldn’t be feeling pain.” As I see the tears in her eyes, I pull her towards me, hugging her close to give her comfort. I wonder where Bjarni is. It doesn’t look like he came back with the guys. When I had spoken to him on the phone I had felt relieved; more at peace, knowing that he was okay, but now after seeing Brandr hurt, my heart is racing and I just want him here with me.
“Also, the guys never stop me from being close when one of them is hurt. Now that Brandr is hurt Wulf doesn’t want me there.”
“Maybe it’s because you are pregnant. You did say they are always trying to protect you and not to worry you.” I try to calm her fear, but deep down I agree with her. I don’t think they are telling us the truth. “How about we go back to finishing those brownies?” I guide her towards the kitchen, hoping that Bjarni gets back soon to calm my rising fears.
After placing the brownies in the oven, I walk towards Jasmine who is sitting at the table. After getting back to the kitchen I had finished mixing the brownies. It had been obvious that Jasmine wasn’t interested in making them anymore, so I had insisted that she sit while I placed them in the oven.
After sitting in silence, keeping each other company for a long while, I suggest that Jasmine go and take a nap as she looks exhausted. She rejects the idea at first, saying that she doesn’t want to leave me by myself, until I convince her that I’m only staying until the brownies are finished then, I’m also going to lie down for a bit.
After she goes and the brownies are ready, I make my way to our room. I doubt whether I’ll be able to fall asleep but I will try. The anxiety of not seeing Bjarni yet is catching up to me and I’m getting twitchy.
Flipping through the channels a couple of times, I decide to turn off the television. There isn’t a chance in hell that I’m going to sleep. What should I do to keep busy? Maybe if I exercise, stretching over I pick up my phone to play some music when I see I have two missed calls. Oh, don’t tell me Bjarni was trying to get hold of me and I didn’t hear my phone, but looking down at the missed calls log I see they are from a private number. I wonder who is trying to get hold of me. Maybe Bjarni is calling from one of the other guy’s phones and it’s on private. Sitting there undecided if I should phone him or not I nearly jump a metre when I feel arms slip around my waist from behind, as I sit on the bed.
“Mmm, I’ve missed you.” Bjarni’s deep voice caresses my neck as he tightens his hold and pulls me back against him.
“You’re back. I didn’t hear you come in.” I turn my head, nuzzling his cheek until he takes my lips with his. He deepens the kiss until I can’t think about anything except being back in his arms.
“I just came in to see how you are doing Baby Girl. I need to finish something, but I will be back as soon as I can.” His voice is gruff as he whispers close to my ear. His hands are now over my breasts stroking gently and I can feel his erection under my ass. As he pulls me onto his lap while we are kissing.
“You are leaving again?” I ask as I rub my ass against his hardness. I hear him groan as I lower my head to his neck kissing him. His hands come down to my hips holding me still, but I can hear his deep breaths against my forehead as he tries to calm. I’m not letting him out of here like this, he has just come back.
Lowering my hand behind me I place them over his hardness, tightening as I stroke him. “Fuck!” he growls. Suddenly I’m lying on my back and he has my shirt over my head and is ripping at my bra. His mouth is over my nipple, biting; I can feel that my orgasm is close. I feel his hands pulling down my tights, then his mouth is gone and he’s throwing my tights on the floor. Pulling down his zip in a frenzy he tugs his pulsing cock out, oh boy! My man is horny.
“Fuck Baby Girl, I hope you’re ready for me. This is going to be quick and hard.” I feel his finger at my entrance, feeling my readiness but I know that I’m dripping wet. Then I see him take his cock in his hand and squeezes the base hard. He groans as if he’s in pain before he places himself at my entrance and plunges into my heat!
“Mine!” he growls as he starts plunging, my orgasm already close explodes. I feel myself tightening around him as I scream his name. And then I feel his heat engulf me, bathing my insides, as he loses himself within me.
“Damn … did I hurt you?” concern in his voice. He’s still breathing heavily, his head against the crook of my neck his arms tightening around me.
“No. that was … perfect.” At my words he raises his head. Looking into my eyes he smiles, his dimple peeping out at me. Suddenly he stiffens, groaning just as there is a knock on the door. Shaking his head, I feel him slipping out of me. Looking down I start to giggle only now realising that his pants are still on, in his hurry he didn’t take the time to pull them off.
“Not funny wench, you make me forget everything,” he teases, as he grabs his discarded T-shirt and cleans himself then slips himself back into his boxers and pulls up his jeans. The person on the other side of the door knocks again. Grumbling, Bjarni walks towards the door. Before opening it he looks back at me. “Cover yourself.” He waits while I pull the sheet over myself, then he opens the door a crack and stands there listening to what the person on the other side says.
“I’m on my way.” Closing the door, he heads towards the drawers, taking out another T-shirt, he pulls it on while he walks towards me. Squatting next to the bed he strokes my face. “We are going into a meeting. This might take a while, but I will try to be back as soon as I can. Why don’t you try to sleep Baby Girl? I’m not leaving the compound.” At his words, a yawn breaks free as if I had been waiting for his permission.
“It looks like that is a great idea, you have tired me out.” I tease as he draws close and kisses me.
Before I have a chance to return the kiss, he is pulling back, then he stands up, making his way towards the door. In the next minute, he is out of the door, closing it softly behind him.
I’m feeling so relaxed, that I feel myself smile. My world is perfect! As I’m starting to nod off, I hear a message come through. Leaning over, I pick up my phone. The message is from a private number; as I open it I start smiling; it says: ‘I miss you’.
Bjarni had just left, it was so sweet him sending me this message after what we just shared. Smiling, I snuggle down, drifting off to sleep with Bjarni’s scent still on my skin.