Chapter 7 #3
While she was still climaxing, he made his way up from the floor.
As he moved her body around on the bed so that he could touch her, she cried out in his head again and told him not to touch her.
As soon as she was in a position that he could take her, he slammed his cock deep inside of her and was rewarded with not just another mind-blowing climax from her, but his own seemed to pull him under, where he was breathless and died a little too.
When he opened his eyes, not even sure when he’d closed them, he was holding onto Olivia, and she was limp.
Her arms were spread out beside her, and her face was slack in unconsciousness.
Checking her breathing, he put his fingers on her pulse to make sure she was all right, and she kissed his fingers.
Looking down at her, she smiled, and he could have ridden the stars to the moon; he was so happy she was all right.
“I love you.” She said that she loved him too. He moved, his cock slowly entering and exiting her body. Adjusting her legs so that they were on either side of his hips, he moved his groin closer to her until they were one. “I’m going to make love to you slowly now. At least that’s my plan for you.”
“You do whatever you wish. Just don’t try to kill me again.” She giggled, and he had to laugh. Fucking her slowly, she moaned in his mind, and he kissed her. She was everything to him, and he wanted to show her in the most loving way.
They made love all night. Nothing like the first time, but enough that he was weak from coming so many times.
He’d never admit this to her, but he thought for sure that he was going to be sore in the morning and realized why it took his brothers so long to come out of their homes after bonding with their mates.
It was serious business claiming your mate, and he thought that he could live the rest of his life with her and never tire of her.
“I’m starving.” It was nearly three in the morning when she woke him up about food. He knew that there were usually snacks in the refrigerator, so when they made their way down there, they weren’t disappointed. “I have blood on my hands.”
“So do I. I must have bitten you without realizing it. Next time I bite you, I’ll make sure to seal the wounds. I’m sorry.” He licked her throat, and she moaned. “You keep that up, and we’ll never make it up stairs again. I want you right here on this counter.”
Lifting her up, he set her on the counter.
She was the perfect height for him, and he fucked her.
When she fed him her breasts, he nipped at them until he could feed from them and brought her to an easy climax while sealing the wounds at her throat.
He teased her about coming so fast, and she told him that he shouldn’t be that good.
Going back up to the bedroom, both of them satisfied both sexually and physically, they got into bed and held each other.
“I don’t ever want to sleep anywhere but with you.” She told him that she probably couldn’t sleep without him now. “Good. That way we can be together forever.”
They dozed off and on together and made love until the wee hours of the morning.
It was never as intense as it was the first time, but they still enjoyed themselves.
As soon as the sun started to rise, he got up and closed the curtains to keep the sun out and got back in bed.
Olivia was already asleep, and he joined her.
“I’m not as sore as I thought that I’d be. Perhaps it’s because we didn’t kill one another.” Olivia told him that she was sore but not as bad as she’d thought she’d be. “I’m sorry you’re sore at all. I guess we’ll keep trying until we can’t move.”
“No. This is just fine.” They talked about how much they had to do today, but neither of them moved from the bed.
Finally, when Olivia was asleep, he got up to go to the bathroom and decided that they might have overdone it a bit.
His back and body were sore all over, and he didn’t know if he would ever be the same again.
At least he hoped not. He loved being sore after making love with his mate all night.
At one in the afternoon, after making love again, the two of them got up.
He was still sore, but Olivia was more so.
She said that her feet even hurt. It had been a while, she told him, and she wasn’t used to that much activity.
He didn’t tell her that he was happy that he’d made her a little sore. It was like a badge of honor for him.
Taking a shower together, the two of them dressed in comfy clothing.
As they were headed downstairs to get something to eat again, Olivia saw that Thatcher had left them a note.
Reading it with her, he said that he was going to hang out with Mandy, Edgar’s daughter, for a bit, just to have someone to be with.
“They’re about the same age, aren’t they?
” Sidney had to think, but he told her that Mandy was fourteen, almost fifteen.
“It’ll be good for him to have someone to hang out with in the family.
She’s pretty smart, too, I’ve heard. Maybe they can compare notes on college. It’ll be good for the two of them.”
“Tabby and Edgar own a warehouse that deals in fresh foods. She’s going to retire as soon as she gets pregnant and let Edgar run it.
He’s been learning for a while now.” She said that it was great that they could trade off jobs like that.
“The only ones that aren’t going to have children right away are Melbourne and Sammy.
They both have their own businesses to run, and they like doing it.
They have plenty of time if they wish to have children. I’m happy for them.”
“What about us? Did you want to have children right away?” She told him that she did so that there would be a closeness between the baby and Thatcher. “I think he’ll be close to them because he’s that kind of kid. He’s a great kid and will be a wonderful big brother to no matter how many we have.”
They talked about family for a while after lunch.
Being that it was so late, they decided to just grill out burgers for dinner.
That way, if they wanted anything later, they could have leftovers.
Not that he thought they’d have much in the way of leftovers, but he told her that they might.
The two of them settled on the couch while whiling away the day.
Sidney’s cell phone rang twice, but he ignored it.
If his family wanted to get in touch with him, they knew how.
There wasn’t anything important going on today, and he was fine with that.
He wanted to spend the day with his mate, and he didn’t care if the others wanted them to come over or not. They were chilling today.
Thatcher was having dinner at Edgar’s home, so he wouldn’t be home. The two of them decided that they’d have their burgers on the grill and watch some television. It was the most relaxing day he’d had in a long while, and he thought that he could get used to doing it again soon.