Chapter 14 #2
Ronan started the movie, and before he knew it, she was leaning against his shoulder, completely asleep.
He smiled as he got up and eased her down, then covered her with a blanket.
“I’ll be right back,” he whispered. And he was, with pillows in hand and a large, king size comforter.
He double checked the front door to make sure it was locked, then he joined her on the sofa, putting one pillow at the end she was lying on, and the other at the opposite end.
He moved the blanket off her and tossed it down by the pillow, put the comforter on the back of the sofa.
He lifted her into his arms before sitting on the sofa again, then lying back and taking her with him.
He stretched out, arranged her more or less on top of himself, then covered them with the comforter.
He managed to grab the remote from the arm of the sofa above his head, and changed the channel to a channel that replayed friends over and over and over.
It was basically just background noise and a low level light to keep her oriented if she awoke, and something mindless to occupy his own mind until he fell asleep.
Giada shifted against him, as she almost woke.
“It’s okay. It’s Ronan. I have you, honey. You’re safe. You don’t have to stand watch tonight. I’ve got it.”
Giada took a deep breath and sighed deeply before she snuggled in a little more, then she was perfectly still — all night long.
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“You didn’t even wake me up,” Giada said sleepily as she pushed herself up off Ronan.
“You were sleeping, and deeply, too. After telling me how you don’t get much sleep because you stay awake listening to every little sound, did you actually think I’d wake you up? Besides, I got to hold you all night.”
She smiled at him shyly.
“Thank you for that. Most men would have wanted more than to hold me all night.”
“I’m not most men. And you mean more to me than that.”
“Thank you.”
“So, what are your plans for today?” Ronan asked.
“Well, it’s Saturday, so I really don’t have to work today. I usually take the kids into the shelter though so they can play and run around inside.”
“They don’t get to play outside?”
“Sometimes. But I try to be respectful of the other people there. There aren't many in the tiny homes that have kids as young as they are.”
“Spend the day with me. Let them run around outside and make all the noise they want.”
“I’ve taken up so much of your time already.”
“Do you want to go home?”
“Well, I should, I mean…”
“No. Do you want to?”
She shook her head.
“Let’s just see what happens next.”
“You want to know what I’d really like next?”
“Name it.”
“Could I take a bath. I haven’t had a bath in years. All we have is a shower, and it’s really small.”
“You saw the guest bath last night, but you didn’t go in my bedroom. It has a garden soaker tub in it.”
Her pupils basically dilated. “You’re kidding.”
“Nope. Go check it out. Take as long as you like. You’ll find everything you need in there.”
She jumped up off the sofa, but then hesitated for a second. “What time is it?”
“It’s six-forty-five. And if Havoc calls, I’ll go pick them up. You just go soak yourself until you’re all pruny and wrinkled.”
“You’re too good to me.”
“Aren’t you in the bathroom yet?”
She laughed and took off down the hallway.
“First room to your right!” he called out.
He sat up and swung his feet off the sofa and onto the floor.
“I’m making coffee,” he grumbled as he ran a hand through his hair.
Twenty minutes later his phone pinged. He picked it up and read his message.
Then he filled another cup with coffee, cream and sugar, and carried it to his bathroom.
He tapped on the door. “You decent?” he called out.
“Not unless you consider all the bubbles suitable clothing,” she called back.
“Can I come in?”
There was only a slight pause before she answered. “Yes.”
Ronan stepped inside the bathroom, and almost choked. She was lying in the tub, completely covered in a bubble bath, but one of her legs was poised above the bath as she shaved that leg.
“I borrowed one of your razors,” she said apologetically.
“Good. I brought you some coffee,” he said, setting it down on the side of the tub. “Havoc texted. He said the kids are still sleeping. He’ll let us know when they wake up if they want us. If not, he’ll let us know when they finish breakfast.”
“Okay,” she said, running a hand up and down her leg to be sure she missed no hair.
“I’m going to go back in the living room,” Ronan said.
“Why? Am I making you nervous?” she asked, seriously wanting to know.
“No. I’m making me nervous.”
“How’s that?” she asked.
“If I don’t leave this bathroom, I’m not sure how much longer I can keep from touching you.” He turned his back on her and moved toward the door, while at the same time he heard a splash of water behind himself.
“Maybe I was hoping that you’d touch me.”
He froze.
“If you want to, I mean. You don’t have to.”
Slowly he turned back toward her.
“I mean, I’ve been just a mother for so long, that I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to be a woman. To pay attention to the feminine side of me. I’ve not even given thought to the needs that come with being a woman. Until now. Until you.”
He continued to stand there, staring at her, though she realized his breath was practically heaving in and out of his body.
“I understand if you’d rather wait, or if you’ve even changed your mind. But I thought, I mean, you said…” she hesitated, searching for the right words. “I just really want to be wanted.”
He was standing in front of her in two steps.
He took her in his arms and marched out of the bathroom with her, holding her to his body until he reached his bed.
He put a knee on the bed, then another, and moved up the bed until he was halfway to the headboard, then he laid her down and loomed over her.
“You’re getting your bed all wet, and bubbly.”
“I don’t care.” He kissed her, slowly, passionately. Then he pulled back and looked down at her. “Tell me no now, or I’m not sure I can stop later.”
“I want this,” she said,
He looked into her eyes again, before kissing her lips once more, then kissing her throat, and her shoulders, and spending a little time with each breast before he lifted his head suddenly.
“I really want to spend a lot of time, like whole fucking days worshiping your body, but I have to hurry up and move my way further down your body.”
“So, I’ll get this and a promise of doing it all again? Why would I complain?”
He grinned at her, then kissed her ribs, and her belly, quickly moving down to the place he coveted most at this point in time.
That heated crevice between her legs. He spread her legs, then planted himself between them, holding himself up on one elbow as he used his other hand to stroke and explore her.
He looked down at her swollen flesh and stroked her clit with his finger.
Her entire body twitched, and her breath caught.
He smiled at her, but he didn’t look quite the same.
There was something wild in his eyes, in his demeanor.
“Don’t be afraid of me. I’ll never hurt you.”
“I know,” she whispered.
With his gaze on hers, he lowered his head, licking his lips as he got closer to her body.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered, her body involuntarily lifting her hips up off the bed toward him.
His mouth contacted her, his lips settling over her as his tongue swept between the folds of her vulva.
His chest rumbled as he got his first taste of her, and her moans answered.
He teased her with his teeth, pressed his tongue as far inside of her he could get it, before settling for sucking her clit and flicking it with his tongue as he pressed two fingers inside her.
She was panting, her eyes long ago closed and her head thrown back as her hands fisted the blanket beneath her.
His cock ached, needing to be freed from the confines of his shorts. All of a sudden he was standing at the foot of the bed, his shirt being torn off with one hand as his shorts were shoved down with the other.
Giada sat up quickly when he was suddenly no longer touching her, her eyes asking why he stopped as she panted and tried to catch her breath.
“I can’t wait anymore. I promise it will be better next time. But I need to be inside you now,” he growled.
She nodded rapidly, and lay back down, spreading her legs wide for him.
Ronan crawled back up the bed to where she waited, holding himself over her with both hands as he looked down their bodies at his cock prodding her entrance.
Giada raised her head and looked down between their bodies, too. “You’re beautiful,” she said breathlessly.
He raised his head and looked her in the eyes. “I am yours,” he said, as he found his target and rolled his hips.
Giada cried out as he pushed himself all the way inside her, but he didn’t stop.
He pulled back his hips and got down to it.
He rode her fast and hard, giving her barely a chance to take a breath between strokes before he was slamming into her again.
He pushed her all the way up the bed until her head was against the cushioned headboard, then he rode her some more.
“Ronan! Ronan, please, Ronan.”
“What do you need?” he asked, his voice gruff and snarly.
“Faster,” she begged.
“Hold on,” he said.
She wrapped her hands around his biceps and braced her feet on the bed at his sides, and he let his Wolf take over.
He slammed into her so fast and deep that when she came she was screaming and clawing at his back.
And he loved it. It drove him into another level of pleasure he didn’t even know existed.
He didn’t stop riding her when she was completely through her orgasm.
Instead, he kept at it, slamming his hips against her as he felt his cock begin to swell.
He would usually wait to make her come again, but at this point in time, all he could think of was filling her with his come.
So he let go of his control, bellowing his pleasure at the top of his lungs, as his cock pumped stream after stream of his release deep inside her.
He didn’t know when he stopped. All he knew was that all of sudden he was collapsed on top of her and she was whimpering beneath him.
He had the conscience of mind to roll off of her so she could breathe.
Giada was still whimpering, so he reached out and pulled her up next to his body. She rested her head on his chest and curled up against him.
“You alright?” he managed between breaths.
“Mmhmm,” was her only answer, as her hand spread out across his chest and they lay there catching their breaths.
“Ronan?” she finally asked.
“Yeah.”
“I don’t know if I’ll survive better next time.”
Ronan started laughing, then she started laughing, and his phone started ringing. “That’s gotta be Havoc. The kids are up and awake!” he said.