Chapter Forty-Eight
Naura relaxed in the giant tub, mesmerized by the lights reflecting off the bubbles.
“Mind if I join you?”
She turned her head toward Tony’s voice to find him standing nude in the open doorway to the bathroom, popping a piece of gum into his mouth.
Her gaze traveled down his muscular body, stopping on his thick, swollen erection. “Only if you brought me a piece as well.”
He padded across the floor, stepped over into the tub, and pulled her onto his lap facing him. “Open up.”
Naura grinned and opened her mouth far enough for him to slip the icy-flavored gum inside.
“I was hoping I’d find you in here,” he rumbled, nuzzling her neck with his nose.
“Oh?” She leaned back, flattening her hands on his knees, forcing her breasts upward.
“Mmm-hmm.”
The feel of his warm, wet lips closing over her nipple sent heat racing straight to her center.
She wondered if it would always be this way with him. This incredible feeling she got when he was near.
And then his fingers were inside her, stroking her, caressing her, and she forgot everything but the orgasm racing up her spine.
* * * *
Hours later as they lay in a tangle of damp sheets, Naura rolled to her side and propped her head on the palm of her hand.
Anxiety mixed with apprehension, sped up her heart rate. “Tony?”
“Hmmmm?” He lay on his back with his eyes closed.
“Do you want children?” she blurted before she lost her nerve.
His lids slowly opened; his gaze traveled to her abdomen before meeting her eyes once again. “Are you?”
“No, I am not with child, but…”
“But what?” He turned on his side to face her.
“Would it be so bad to have a baby with me?”
There was no hesitation in his response, no shadow in his eyes. “I would love to have a baby with you, when the time is right. Once I have you tucked safely away from those that mean you harm, we can have all the children you want.”
Naura’s heart soared with happiness. She threw herself across Tony’s chest and kissed him until she became breathless.
“Marry me, Naura. I want you to have my name, and our future kids to have my name.”
“Naura Vaughn. I like the sound of that.”
She tossed her leg over him and straddled his waist. “Make love to me again.”
“Every day until I draw my last breath,” he whispered, and proceeded to do just that.
* * * *
“Naura?” Vaulcron’s voice echoed through her mind, bringing her out of her slumber.
“What is it, my brother?”
There was a long pause. “I am returning to Destin with Mallory Cahill. Tell father that I will do what I must to secure Aukrabah so that our families can once again be whole.”
“But…”
“Do not worry for me, my sister. We have devised a plan. Together we will bring down the ones responsible for the injustice done to the Bracadytes. Do not send anyone after me. They will only endanger themselves.”
“Be safe, my brother, and know that I love you.”
“I love you as well. I will be in touch soon.”
With that, he broke the connection, leaving Naura with a feeling of foreboding.
She peered over at Tony’s sleeping form and wondered what he would do in her situation.
“I would allow him do what he’s gone to do,” Tony murmured, opening his eyes. “Let him go, sweet Naura. He’s a grown man.”
“But what if he finds himself in trouble back there?”
“Then we go after him.”
Naura nodded. “I do not want to tell the king.”
“That can wait a while. There’s nothing he can do anyhow. Vaulcron will stay in touch. He’s stubborn…not stupid.”
“You do not know my brother as I do,” Naura retorted, snuggling in close to her mate’s side. “Not at all.”
Life for the Bracadytes had become full of uncertainty. The future of their race threatened by those who did not understand them. Ignorance came in many forms, shapes, and genetics, but Naura held to a tiny spark of hope that one day, man and Bracadyte could live together in peace.
“Fare thee well, Vaulcron…”
The End