Nora

I was back in the lab for the first time in a week. I had all the blood samples from the Lombardi family. Vigo said something about Nero and that day he had the file. I wondered if the cure is in the Lombardi blood? If it had only been in Nero’s, we were screwed. I had a lot of work to do, but I wasn’t going to have a lot of time. It was a tedious process without an assistant, but I couldn’t have anyone else here. My large belly was making it even harder; I was bumping into everything.

“I wish Vigo was here to help,” I muttered to myself. After all, I was alone. Draco was in the security room with Charlotte, probably getting freaky as usual. I sat down on the chair because this baby was hard for me to carry. They said it was because the whole new vampire thing and I was feeling it big time. My bones were achy and my muscles were tired. I didn’t tell Falcon about it because then he would stop touching me and force me to lay down. The first time I complained of fatigue, he didn’t have sex with me for three whole days and I wasn’t allowed to lift a finger without him hovering over me.

It took me jumping up and down like a mad woman, or maybe it was his libido getting the better of him, before he finally pinned me in the shower and demanded an orgasm out of me before coming himself. The thought of him on top of me had my body grinding in my seat.

“What are you doing?”

I jumped and screamed, dropping the slides I was labeling, some of them smashing to the ground. My heart was thumping a hundred miles an hour as I looked at Falcon.

“Damn it, Nora, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he apologized, quickly wrapping his arms around me to stop my shaking.

“I know you didn’t, but don’t ever teleport in here again,” I warned him. Guilt riddled his expression.

“I’m truly sorry, Nora. How I could be so dumb is beyond me. I just missed you and your dog was driving me bananas. He circles me a lot.”

“Like he doesn’t like you?”

“No, like he’s trying to get my attention.”

“Were you able to get one of your wizard people?”

“No, I haven’t seen a wizard around. It’s not like they make themselves available. In fact, they go into hiding when one of us is near. They don’t fear us, but they don’t want to get in the middle of a war.”

“It seems all of the world likes to hide from you,” I remarked. First it was Stavros, then the wolf shifters, now the magical wizard people. “Are there a lot of wizards or witches out there?”

“No, there are not. It’s not a gift that’s easily possessed or understood. Most end up in asylums because they are believed to be knocked in the head.”

“That’s so easy these days. Believing in mystical beings and the like is hard for us. Well, not for me, I suppose. I took to my fate easily and with great pleasure.”

“Yes, I do recall you gave up your nonbelief quickly and to my satisfaction.” He cradled my face with his strong hands and kissed my lips. Pulling back, he said, “Speaking of satisfaction, unless you had to pee, you looked like you were in need of some satisfaction.” He lifted me from the chair and slipped his hands under my lab coat and slid them to my ass and cupped me hard. I moaned, looking up at him wantonly.

“Let me take you to the room for a few,” he growled and nipped at my ear. The heat in the room seemed to skyrocket and I forgot all about work for a while.

“We don’t need to go all the way up to our room,” I whispered against his jaw, slipping my lab coat off my shoulders and onto the floor. He growled like a beast before spinning me and sitting me on top of the empty workspace next to mine. His eyes were that watery blue that told me what I could already feel pressed against my center. He was craving me like I craved him.

“We have to go to our room, I won’t be responsible for what I break in here, Nora.” He teleported us to our room and onto our bed. Falcon stood for a second as he stripped with speed, but then he stopped, smiled down me. “I love the way you look at me, Leonora.”

“I love to look at you, my love.” I reached up, sitting on my heels and pressing my hand to his chest. The racing of his heart matched mine. His strong, well-built body showed why he commanded the masses. He was brawn and brains all in one and only mine. The power in my hands as I grasped his huge biceps reminded me how gentle he always was with me. Even when we fucked wildly, I never felt him hurt me.

I ran my hands up his arms until I felt the corded muscles in his neck. I tilted my head back, moaning with satisfaction.

“You are the image of pure perfection,” he confessed. He slipped one of his hands behind my head and leaned down to kiss my pulse. “You respond to me with the most delectable sounds.”

He moved back and lifted my dress off me. Then he was on me and his cock pushed through my soaking heat. My body stretched for him, but he made me feel so full that I was ready to come. He bent down and took my nipple into my mouth. My eyes crossed and my lips parted. They were so sensitive that my body bucked, coming instantly.

“Falcon,” I chanted his name. My whole being tingling and came alive as he rocked his hips forward, taking my orgasm and giving me all of his. I closed my eyes as I felt him pull out and slide his body behind me as we spooned into a sweaty, messy sleep.