Always (Family Justice Book 1) (16 page)

“Maybe a little,” she giggled quietly.

They sat there in silence for a long time. Alex ran a hand up and down the outside of a thigh while he kept his other arm banded about her torso. She was soft, fit him perfectly, and while she made him hard anytime she was within sight, she also brought peace to his soul.

He wasn’t even a little surprised when she took the hand touching her leg and moved it onto her breast as she began nibbling on his neck. Through the slippery satin, he felt the distinctive hardness of a pebbled nipple and sighed.

“Your little matchmaking plan almost went up in flames tonight, huh?” she murmured softly with a lilt of amusement.

Alex shifted his head to give her better access to his neck, thoroughly enjoying the way she licked his skin then let her breath drift over the wet spot.

“Don’t know what you mean,” he drawled, hoping she wouldn’t stop what she was doing.

The licks turned to biting nips that made him shudder. She knew what turned him on so he wasn’t surprised when she opened her mouth and started sucking on his flesh where neck joined to shoulder. This was getting to be a habit of hers—she marked him so many times that it had become a joke between them. When she was satisfied, Meghan sat back and leered at him with one of those lusty grins that made his dick twitch.

“Oh baby,” she growled with a heavy dollop of laughter. “I can see right through you, Major Marquez. And don’t you forget it.”

Alex tweaked her nipple, rolling it firmly between his fingers and grinned right back at her when she moaned.

“Is that so?”

“Mmmm hmmm.”

Abandoning her breast, he changed tactic and snaked a hand under the satin nightie making slowly for the panties he knew she’d have on. Might have been simpler and easier to just be naked after her bath, but she knew how much he enjoyed undressing her. She didn’t disappoint, having chosen what he knew would be matching satin lingerie. His naughty Irish goddess shifted her legs to give better access, which he immediately took advantage of, running a finger across the satin covered mound radiating with heat. For him.

Putting a hand upon his muscled chest, she ran her fingers back and forth in the hair, scraping her nails over his nipples.

“You could have waited till January to bring Calder here but somehow he managed to appear at almost the exact same time that Stephanie did.”

He laughed at her audacious assessment.
Damn.
She really had seen right through his devious plan to push Calder at the Southern beauty.

“Fuck,” he groaned while she drove him crazy with her hands. “Was I that obvious?”

Meghan bent and bit his earlobe then sucked it into her mouth. “No. Not obvious. Only to me.”

Alex slid his hand inside her panties and rubbed her mound cupping her already dripping sex.

Growling he told her, “He needs a woman. She needs a man. End of story.”

His wanton fiancée shimmied on his lap making his hard-on pulse with need. Without hesitating, Alex parted the lips of her pussy and very, very slowly slid a finger in deep. She moaned, he grunted, and the conversation, if that was what you wanted to call it, was over.

DRAEGYN RUBBED VICTORIA’S BACK AS she lay on her side, stark naked, purring like a contented cat. Now that he’d agreed to come back to their bed, it was impossible to keep his hands off her so he didn’t even try. He worshipped the little woman with the protruding belly so much he was unable to hold back his desire for her. She was the sun, the moon, the stars, and everything in between. Without Victoria and her fearless love for him, he’d be beyond lost.

It almost killed him when she’d become upset at learning that he had to leave for a work assignment. He didn’t want to go, of course, but there really wasn’t any choice. If Majid really were in trouble, it would require the skills of a seasoned operative to handle the situation. If the little shit was just playing a game to get his royal father’s attention, Drae was just the person to intervene, considering what he knew from personal experience about father-son conflict.

“Can you lay on your back, honey?” he asked softly.

Victoria turned and smiled up at him with such love he wanted to weep from the beauty of her expression.

“You aren’t going to stop, are you?”

‘Fuck, no,” he chuckled. “Was just getting started.”

“Good,” she sniffed. “Put that small pillow under my back, okay?”

He quickly pushed the soft and squishy bolster pillow into the small of her back and adjusted it till she was comfortable.
My God
, he thought. Even eight months pregnant, she was the sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen. The pregnancy had made her breasts larger as they swelled in preparation for the moment when his son or daughter would need them for nourishment. Seeing them like this, swollen, with nipples puckered and pink was so beautiful he was speechless.

Victoria’s enormous belly was taut and firm as their baby grew inside her. There hadn’t been a day that passed since the moment Drae realized she was pregnant that he hadn’t marveled at what her body was doing. Protecting and nurturing his child. That the woman he loved was having his baby humbled him. He knew people saw him as an arrogant fucker on his best days. But when it came to this woman, he was on his knees at her feet, thanking God every minute of every day for giving him this chance to be the man he always wanted to be and have the family he secretly longed for.

Bending over, he nuzzled her face and pressed tiny kisses along her jawline stopping an inch from her sweet lips, asking, “Comfortable?”

Her answer came in the form of a mesmerizing, drugging kiss with plenty of tongue that spoke to his heart and senses louder than any words ever could.

“Close your eyes, my love,” Drae murmured.

He spread her arms wide then carefully parted her legs so he could crouch between them. From this position, he had total access to every inch of her. He proceeded to run his fingers gently up and down the soft skin on the insides of her arms, bringing a stifled giggle from his adorable wife.

She was ridiculously ticklish. He watched, fascinated as her nipples tightened while he continued caressing her arms. When her palms opened and flattened, he skimmed his fingers from her wrist to the ends of her fingers as she sighed contentedly.

Drae loved touching Victoria. God almighty, but her skin was unbearably soft. Spread out and open to him as she was, he couldn’t help but compare her to a virgin sacrifice, offering herself up to his lustful pleasures. Only she wasn’t a virgin, not with that belly proving otherwise, and his lustful desires had to take a backseat to her needs.

Placing his fingers together at her throat, he dragged them gently downward to the swell of her breasts. Then he separated his hands and ran them along the outside of her swollen mounds and down each side to her hips. She squirmed slightly, her nipples puckered even more, and he heard her moan softly.
Perfection.

After doing that a few more times, Drae concentrated on her belly. Carefully, he stroked the taut skin. He loved her belly. Adored seeing the bump that represented the child they’d made together in a burst of wild passion. His only regret was that she’d been having such a hard time of it. Being pregnant wasn’t always a walk in the park, and for Victoria, it had become quite a challenge. Not for the first time since they’d learned she was carrying a big baby, he let guilt wash through him. She wanted a large family, but he wasn’t convinced it was worth it to put her through this ordeal again.

Overcome with emotion, Drae leaned over and kissed her tummy while his hands framed the rounded fullness. He whispered, “I love you,” to the baby then choked back a groan when he felt her small hand reach out and caress the back of his head. Kissing her belly again, he murmured, “And I love Mommy, too.”

Sitting back on his haunches between her spread thighs, he surveyed the beauty before him. He’d kept his briefs on when they’d gone to bed, fearful that his desire for Victoria would get out of hand. And judging by how hard and throbbing his dick was at this moment, it had been a smart move. Making love to her that way just wasn’t going to happen, he reminded himself. Rubbing his hand across his bulge, he looked up at her face and saw she had her eyes open and was watching him intently.

“I thought I told you to close your eyes,” he chastised gently.

“You did,” she answered. “But I can feel your need.” She moved an arm until her fingers touched where his hand had just been. He let her run those elegant fingers up and down his hard shaft a few times, then grabbed for her hand.

“Victoria,” he groaned. “Don’t. This is for you. Not me.”

“Yes, well…we’ll see about that,” she answered with a salacious purr.

Fuck.
She was going to be the death of him, he was sure of it. Needing to distract her, he started tracing figure eights on the outside of her thighs down to her knees and then up again until her purr changed to a deep moan. Eventually, his fingers moved to the inside of her thighs where he did the same thing on the sensitive skin that quivered under his touch.

Spread open as she was, he picked up her scent and had to close his eyes for a second to regain control.
Dammit
. She smelled so fucking good. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if he allowed himself a little taste. Since a hearty fucking was off the agenda, maybe he could satisfy them both another way.

If there was one thing Drae craved, besides the thousand other things he loved about his wife, it was eating her pussy. Victoria had a sweetness that called to his tongue constantly. She was like an addiction. When he parted her swollen lips and licked her, it was like a taste of heaven.

Decision made, he scooted back a bit to give him better access and started kissing her open thighs. The more he kissed, nipped, and licked her soft skin, the more her delicious smell teased his senses. Pressing his nose to her center, he inhaled deeply and groaned. Eau de Victoria—his favorite scent.

His heart double thumped when he heard her whimper his name, “Draegyn.”
Yeah
. She understood what was coming.

Drae knew that as pregnant as Victoria was, he’d need to consider the issue of angles. He swiftly repositioned her body with her feet on the edge of the bed so he could get on his knees. Shoving his hands under her ass, he lifted her slightly into his waiting mouth, which made her thighs fall open even further.

At first, he was so lust-drunk with desire all he could do was lick from back to front, over and over. Fuck, she tasted so sweet and was absolutely dripping wet. From the corner of his eyes he saw her hands clutch at anything she could cling to, grabbing a fistful of linen while a deep, husky groan left her throat. Her toes curled too, her feet digging into the mattress. He knew she wanted to undulate her hips so he did the honors for her, using his hands to rock her up and down while he feasted on her flesh. It was fucking glorious.

Tongue fucking her sweet pussy with abandon, Drae growled lustfully against her skin and lapped at her response. Before long, Victoria was panting heavily, and he knew she wasn’t going to last long. Flicking her clit and sucking on it between nibbles, he brought her rapidly to the edge.

“Come for me, honey,” he demanded with his mouth buried in her pussy. “I need to taste you.” With carefully applied skill, he teased her a bit longer until she was shaking and whimpering, then feasted on her swollen clit, sucking it between his lips as his tongue lashed at the delicate nub.

Victoria’s passionate cries as she shattered fed Draegyn’s soul. He actually felt her muscles contract, could feel it on his tongue as her orgasm exploded in his mouth. It was so sweet and so powerfully erotic that for a second his mind went blank.

To his utter astonishment, it was he who had a hard time coming back. His sexy little wife however had amazing powers of revival. Pulling on his arm, she somehow managed to wiggle enough sideways that she slid quite gracefully to the floor beside him.

He was struggling to stay one step ahead of her when she demanded that he stand up. So he did. Next thing he knew, she practically shredded his briefs, pushing them to the floor. Before his brain caught up, she’d fisted his powerful erection, squeezed for good measure, and then took him in her mouth so fast his legs nearly buckled.

Holy shit.
Drae was in no way prepared for her to suck his cock with such frenzied abandon. It was mesmerizing, standing there, shaking like a leaf, watching as his pregnant nymph went to town on his throbbing staff. She was fucking insatiable—moaning and plunging her head until she’d taken most of him into her mouth. She kept going and when he felt his cock hit the back of her throat, he grunted with lusty satisfaction.

Drae reached for her swollen breasts and gently caressed them while she sucked on him. It took no time at all for him to feel a powerful climax start building. She knew it, too; he could tell by how greedily she doubled down on his cock—moaning like crazy and feasting on his flesh.

For a second, he was conflicted. Was it wrong that he was desperate to come in his pregnant wife’s mouth? Feel her tongue caress his cock and watch while she swallowed his essence? If her response was any indication, that was exactly what she wanted.