Chapter 11 #2
I chuckled again and handed him a cheese danish and took the glass of juice in turn. “How are you feeling? Legs still bread dough?”
Asher kicked his legs up and down in the water and shook his head.
He took a bit of the danish, and apparently, it was also a win because after he swallowed his first bite, the rest of the danish disappeared in a hurry.
When it was gone, I handed his juice back to him, and when he’d had a couple more drinks, I traded it for another pastry, this one a chocolate croissant.
Yet another winner if you were to go by his smile and the quiet moans as he ate it.
“I’ll have to tell Father that you most certainly approve of the pastries.”
“Is this place far? Can we go?”
“It’s on Treasure Ridge. I have to get permission to go on the mountain again, and you as well. But since we are related to my father, there shouldn’t be an issue with that. I had a free pass for the month that I was here before when Eli was pregnant and after he gave birth.”
I took a drink of my coffee, enjoying the taste. I’d missed good coffee. That was something that I missed when traveling.
“Are there any more pastries?” Asher asked.
“There are two more here, but there are more down in the box. I only brought four up. I didn’t know if you’d like them or not.”
“I enjoy bread things. All bread things. These taste different than any that we had in our realm though. But these are so good. Of course, I can’t remember the last meal I had.
” Asher took a plain croissant, and I watched as it quickly disappeared and he snatched up the last pastry.
This one was an apple scone with cinnamon glaze.
He gave it a sniff and then a big bite before moaning.
“Oh, that’s definitely a bite of bliss right there. What is this amazing treat?”
I chuckled. “An apple scone. I’ll make sure we get more. And as for a meal, it was sadly the horrible fish and chips and shepherd’s pie in Egypt. That was eight days ago.”
Asher froze. “Eight?”
I nodded. “Yes, sweetheart. You do remember your heat hitting basically the minute after we claimed each other, don’t you?”
“Sort of. I remember having a whole lot of fun on the rug in front of the fireplace but then getting hot. I thought it was because you are so warm and the blanket on us was too much. I went to the bathroom and then came back out. I remember you touching me, giving me cool things to drink. There was a lot of pleasure and a lot of need.”
I nodded. Asher finished his scone, and I gave him back the glass of juice. He finished it in a hurry, and then after I placed the glass back on the tray, he sunk back down in the water. Asher looked at me with worried eyes.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Why are you worried?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Why? You did nothing wrong. You had a fertile period. It happens. We were expecting it. We’d already discussed children.
We weren’t going to try to prevent them.
We’re now living in Montana, and we’ll raise our family here near my parents and my brother and his family.
” I moved the tray to the floor, placed my now empty coffee mug on it, and then got to my knees so I could more easily reach Asher.
I pushed the sleeve of my long-sleeve henley up and reached into the tub.
I ran my fingers through his tousled hair, carefully tugging through the tangles.
I moved down to his cheek and was fascinated by the fact that his skin was still as smooth as it was eight days ago.
I’d have a bushy beard if I’d gone eight days without trimming or shaving. But I wasn’t fae.
“I didn’t mean to leave you like that,” Asher said, his eyes meeting mine.
“You had no control over it. I’ve had a few days to think about it since I woke up and you continued to get the rest you needed.
I would imagine that all of the changes caused you to go into a fertile period so quickly.
You had spent the better part of a day with me by the time we actually were able to get around to claiming each other.
Once we did, your body was completely in, and now here we are several days later. ”
Asher brought his hands up to his face and rubbed water on it. He swiped at his eyes a few times before he sat up again. “Did I lose control of my powers? Did I set off explosions? Make things float?”
I chuckled. I knew that was a serious worry for him. “No, you didn’t. You did, in fact, get a little loud at times though, but I also know for a fact that I wasn’t exactly quiet either. But we were completely alone in our own house, and there was no need or reason to censor ourselves.”
Asher sighed, relief coursing through his body and, in turn, mine as well.
“I think I’m ready for a shower. I’m actually still hungry, and although I can shower with magic, I really want to stand under the spray.”
“Then I’ll help you to the shower. Did you want me to join you? Or would you like me to go fix you something more substantial to eat?”
“That’s not a fair question, Cal. I want both.”
I chuckled. I stood up, picked up the tray, and set it on the large counter that was between the two sinks.
I then turned on the water in the shower before I pulled my shirt off over my head.
I tossed it onto the floor and then pushed down the sweats I’d been wearing.
I was now as naked as Asher. I walked back to the tub and held out my hand.
“Then you get both. I’ll shower with you, help you get clean, and then we’ll go fix something to eat together. ”
Asher’s eyes lit up, and after he turned the knob to open the drain, he took my hand and stood.
I helped him out of the tub and carefully into the shower.
He immediately went to the spray and moaned as the water hit the top of his head.
I reached for the bottle of shampoo and poured a generous amount into the palm of my hand.
After Asher had stood in the water for several minutes, I reached out to him through our bond.