37. Chapter 37
Ten minutes later, the kids are tucked in and more than a few tears fell when all three of them kissed my cheek and called me ‘dad’ as they wished us good night.
Carrying Mary downstairs, I head into her bedroom and set her down on the bed. Cupping her cheek, I kneel in front of her and notice her unfocused eyes. “How are you feeling, Mary? Where’s your head at?”
She blinks a few times and tears pool in her eyes. “I tried so hard to shield them from his darkness, but they still saw it. Saw more of it than I ever wanted them to see. I don’t want what he did to taint them for the rest of their lives.”
Tears roll down her cheeks and I stand, scooping her up in my arms before sitting down with her in my lap. She turns, burying her face in my shirt as she sobs. Holding her tightly, I run a hand up and down her back, trying to give her as much comfort as I can.
After a few minutes, I feel her body sag and I kiss the top of her head.
“Feel a little better?”
She nods as she sniffles before pulling back to look at me. “Yeah, surprisingly, I do.”
Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, I kiss her forehead. “Let’s get you ready for bed. I bet you’re probably drained and needing a pain pill.”
She nods and I kiss her one more time before setting her back down on the bed. Walking over to the sofa, I pick up her duffle bag and bring it over to her. “Do you need help changing? I could help you or I can see if Mae is still up? Or I can step out if you’d prefer.”
A gorgeous blush stains her cheeks and she shakes her head. “You can stay. I might need help with my pants and getting them over my cast, but,” she pauses and her blush darkens as a shy look comes over her face before gesturing to her body. “I’m not the same as I was when I was eighteen. My body, I mean. I’m heavier and have stretch marks. For some reason, I had a hard time losing the baby weight after each of the kids’ births. I—”
I cut her off by placing a finger against her lips and capture her good hand in mine, which is still gesturing to her body. “No more of that. I don’t want to hear any more about you putting yourself down. If you haven’t noticed, the extra weight doesn’t bother me. In fact, it’s a turn on for me.”
Taking a chance, I take her hand and place it over me. Her eyes widen when she feels how hard I am for her through my jeans.
“And your stretch marks are proof of you bringing three babies that I love into the world. I could never hate them. I love everything about you, Mary Elizabeth Catarino. Every freckle, your gorgeous curves, your stretch marks, your eyes, but most importantly, I love your heart.”
Her hands fist in my shirt, pulling me down, and she crashes her lips on mine.
Instantly, the kiss turns heated and desperate. Emotions from nine years of not having my Siren in my arms come pouring out. Mary whimpers as she tugs on my hair and I growl into her mouth, needing her taste like I need my next breath.
A sharp hiss breaks through my lust filled fog and I back off, softening the kiss before pulling back. Mary whimpers again, and fuck do I wish we could keep going, but I won’t hurt her.
“You’re still recovering, Mary, and I refuse to cause you pain.”
She licks her lips and her eyes glint mischievously. “There are some things that we can do that won’t cause any pain.”
Groaning, I rest my forehead against hers. “Siren…”
“Make me cum, Luke. Please. You were the last person that made me cum, and I desperately need it.”
Well, fuck. I can’t really say no to that. However, a part of me is secretly in love with the fact that no other man has brought her that pleasure but me.
“Then you best be getting undressed, Siren. Grab a pillow because I’m going to make you scream and I don’t want the kids to hear you.”
Her blue eyes darken and she bites her lip. Reaching up, I rub my thumb across her bottom lip, caressing it and her pupils dilate even more.
“You know what nibbling on your lip does to me, Siren.”
She nods and then the little minx darts her tongue out, licking my thumb. A shiver works its way down me and I pull back, slipping off my cut and laying it over the arm of the sofa. Reaching behind me, I grab the back of my shirt and yank it over my head. Her hands, which were starting to lift her shirt, pause as she stares at me.
Smirking, I shake my head slightly. “Eyes up here, Siren, and keep undressing.”
My fingers itch to rip her shirt off myself, but I just barely resist, knowing she needs to figure out her limits with her shoulder while it’s still healing. She struggles a little, but right as I’m about to step in, she gets it off.
I lick my lips as her olive skin is exposed, but I can’t bite back the groan when she slowly slides the straps of her bra down her arms. She holds the cups of her bra, keeping it in place and denying me access to her breasts. Fuck, I wonder if they are still as pink as they used to be.
“You’re killing me here, Siren,” I grit out, just barely keeping my body from launching myself at her. As much as she needs this, I do, too. I can’t even begin to describe how much I’ve longed to have her sweet body under mine again.
With a coy smile, she unclasps the front of her bra, and fuck if the sight doesn’t make my mouth water as she slowly reveals her gorgeous breasts. I groan when I notice her nipples are still pink, though they are a bit of a darker shade than they used to be.
Not being able to stand it anymore, I step forward and cup her heavy breasts in my hands before taking a nipple in my mouth. Her back arches as she pushes her chest forward and I take her cue, licking and nibbling her breast while tweaking the other with my fingers.
After a few moments, I switch breasts, and she gasps when I nibble on her nipple. Her hands tighten in my hair as they tug slightly. Her body trembles, and I moan, loving that her breasts are still as sensitive as they used to be. Making up my mind to wring a few orgasms out of her tonight, I softly bite down and instantly she shatters in my arms. Her hands fly up to her mouth, muffling her moans and cries.
When the aftershocks subside, I pull back and hook my fingers in the waistband of her leggings. Well, I’m not sure they’re called leggings exactly. They’re stretchy black pants, but instead of hugging her legs the entire way down to her ankle, they’re sort of loose, which is perfect for getting her legs in and out of the cast a bit easier.
Blinking through her post orgasm haze, it takes Mary a moment before she realizes what I’m doing and she shifts, allowing me to lower her pants and underwear at the same time before sliding off her socks and slip on shoe.
Having my Siren laid out bare in front of me has my cock hardening even further in my jeans, and I rearrange myself, groaning when she licks her lips at the sight.
“Come here,” she tells me, her voice husky with need.
I shake my head. “This is about you, Siren. I can wait.”
This time it’s her that shakes her head. “Nope, get your sexy ass over here so I can put my mouth on you. I’ve been dreaming of having you come down my throat for years and I will not be denied, Sexy.”
“Sexy, huh?”
She smirks saucily at me and makes a come-hither gesture at me. I walk forward but make no move to undo my jeans. At least not yet.
“Yes, Sexy.” Her hands go to my belt, but I capture them.
“Siren, I don’t want to come just yet. I want to milk a few more out of you and then, and only then, can you put your hands and mouth on my dick. Are we clear?”
She pouts, sticking out her bottom lip, and I take the opportunity to lean down, nip it and suck it into my mouth. She moans and I swallow the rest of them as my fingers trace down her delicate neck, teasing along her collarbone before sneaking down and tweaking her nipple. She arches into me as she winds her arm around my neck, and I gently guide her back on the bed. Pulling back, I snag a pillow and put it under her head and move between her legs.
“Snag another pillow, Siren.”
That’s the only warning I give her before I lean down and suck her clit into my mouth as I spread her lips with my fingers. I’m honestly surprised that she’s shaved except for a small patch above her pussy. As soon as that thought enters my mind, I force that thought from my mind, not wanting to think about why she kept up this level of grooming. I seriously hope that it was because of her own choice and not anything else.
Redoubling my efforts, I flatten my tongue, licking from practically ass to clit before spearing it and fucking her with my tongue. Her hands slide into my hair and she tugs on the strands.
“Oh, fuck! Yes, Luke, yes!” she whisper cries as her hips buck up.
Withdrawing, I replace my tongue with my fingers as I tease her clit. Curling my fingers, I instinctively tilt them slightly and like a rocket, she goes off again, gushing over my fingers. Moaning, I remove my fingers, lapping up her juices. When her tremors have mostly subsided, I slip in my fingers again.
“Fuck, yes, right here,” she pants as she tries to catch her breath.
Her hips jerk and she pulls harder on my hair as she grinds on my face.
She’s so tight, I don’t dare add another finger yet. Continuing to finger fuck her, I redouble my onslaught on her clit with my tongue, needing to bring her at least two more times before I let her anywhere close to my dick. With how hard I am, and feeling the wet spot in my boxers, I have no doubt I won’t last long once she puts her mouth on me.
“Harder, please Luke, harder. I’m so close,” she cries.
Sucking on her clit, I lightly nibble on it and her pussy clamps down on my fingers as she cries out into the pillow. The trembling in her legs lessens, but it’s still there slightly. Using my other hand, I take some of the juices on my finger, and snake my hand under her ass and press against her hole. She moans deeply, a low, guttural sound as she pushes against my finger, increasing the pressure against her hole. She grinds against both of my hands, the motions almost like she’s not sure which one she wants more pleasure from—the hand that’s pleasuring her pussy and clit or the one that’s teasing her ass.
“Sometime, I’m going to take this sweet, juicy ass and redden these cheeks with my handprints as I take you. Would you like that, Siren? Maybe I’ll take you while also fucking your pussy with a dildo. Make you come so hard you see stars.”
“Yes, I want that, oh fuck,” she hisses out as her hips grind into my hands harder and my finger slips past the ring of muscle. The trembling in her thighs increases, and I speed up, thrusting into her pussy and her ass in unison.
Her hand tightens in my hair as she cries out once again into the pillow. Her legs lay limp on the bed as she pants and then hisses as I lick her pussy, making sure to get the last of her juices.
“Too sensitive,” she says between pants.
Kissing my way up her body, we both moan when I finally get my lips on hers and she pulls me flush onto her body. Using my elbows, I try to keep my weight off her because of her injuries. After a few moments. I roll us so that she’s laying on her left side.
“Please, Luke. Let me have you.”
Her hands snake down my torso leaving goosebumps in her wake. She pouts when I pull back and slide off the bed until she sees me undoing my belt. Her eyes darken and she licks her lips. Toeing off my boots, I shed the rest of my clothes. Squeezing the base of my cock hard, I groan when she licks her lips again.
“Sit on the side of the bed, Siren,” I tell her before grabbing the shirt I wore earlier. Walking over to the couch, I lay the shirt down on the cushion before crossing the short distance back to Mary. Lifting her up, I walk back over to the couch and set her down. The position puts her about the right height as my waist.
Grasping my cock, I line it up with her pouty lips that she parts and groan when her lips wrap around me.
“Fuck, Siren,” I hiss as she grasps my hips, and takes as much of me into her mouth as she can.
My hands sink into her hair, holding it back and away from her face as she sucks me. Feeling her hand massaging my balls, I widen my stance a little and moan when she tugs slightly. The tingles that were at the base of my spine earlier increase and I know I’m not going to last much longer, especially since it’s been so long since my Siren’s touched me like this.
“That’s it, Siren. Suck my cock and massage my balls.”
She redoubles her efforts, bobbing on my cock faster as she hollows her cheeks. Her other hand comes up, grasping onto the base of my shaft and pumps as she continues to swallow my cock. A moment later, she once again takes me as far as she can and then my little minx swallows, triggering my orgasm, and I shoot ropes down her throat. Mary swallows it all and then licks my shaft to make sure she got it all.
Cupping her jaw, I pull out of her mouth and lean down, kissing her, not caring that I can taste myself on her tongue.
After a few moments, I pull back. “I love you, Siren.”
She smiles up at me as she places her hand against mine, which is still cupping her jaw. “I love you, too, Luke.”
Giving her one more quick kiss, I pull back. “Be right back.”
Heading into her bathroom, I rummage through the cupboards until I find a couple of wash cloths. Wetting them both, I clean myself off, and then head into the bedroom to clean Mary up.
“Do you need to use the bathroom at all before we head to bed?”
She shakes her head, her eyes already drooping.
Tossing the washcloths in the hamper, I pull on my boxers and rummage around in Mary’s bag for her pills. Thankfully someone, probably Mae, had left some water bottles on the nightstand so I don’t need to head out to the kitchen. Grabbing one, I crack the seal and then hand it to Mary along with her pill.
“What do you want to wear to bed?”
She scrunches up her nose as she thinks and she looks so fucking adorable that I have to fight to not lean down and kiss her again.
“Mae said she bought me a sleep shirt and some shorts that she put in the bag.”
Rummaging in her bag, I find the items and help her into them before pulling back the covers on the bed. Lifting her from the couch, I lay her down in bed, but she grabs my arm as I pull away.
“Sleep next to me?”
Indecision wars in me. What if her kids barge in here? What will they think if they see me sleeping with her?
“The kids won’t care. They asked you to be their dad, Luke. If they see us lying in bed together, that will probably only cement the fact that we want to be together after everything with him is done.”
Pressing a quick kiss to her lips, I nod. Pulling back, I pick up our clothes off the floor before putting them in the hamper. Shutting off the light, I crawl under the covers next to her. Pulling her close, she snuggles into my arms and I inhale her scent. It hits me then that it’s similar to the scent that she used to wear back in high school. Some sort of cherry blossom scent.
As Mary settles in my arms, I close my eyes, thanking every deity that my Siren is back in my arms again.