The Fall (20 page)

"So, like, do the kids have powers and stuff?" she asked curiously. Archer gave a laugh.

"No, they don't. They are almost completely human," he said as he ran his hands up and down her sides.

"Almost?" she said questioningly.

"They live unnaturally long lives. The children are not immortal, and they do age, but at a far slower rate. I heard of one living to two hundred.”

Addison's mouth dropped open. "So, I mean, if we wanted, we could." She paused, trying to make this as least awkward as possible. Archer cut in, taking her face in his hands.

"If I were to father children, Addison, I would want no one other than you to be their mother. You would make an amazing parent. I know it," he said earnestly. Addison smiled, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"Thank you, Archius," she said, giving him a soft kiss. Archer hugged her tighter, not wanting to let her go.

“Come on, love,” Archer said, pulling Addison up. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Archer ran a hot bath for Addison, and then placed her in it. He didn’t get in with her because his hard length against her back was not what she needed. No, she needed rest after what she had been through.

He gently washed her hair, massaging his fingers through the silky curls. Addison sighed, relaxed, as Archer started to wash her body, working his way from top to bottom. He reached her feet and held one in his hand, intending to gently massage it. However, before he could commence, Addison pulled her foot out of his grip instantly, almost kicking Archer in the face in the process. Now covered in bubbles and water, Archer stared at Addison incredulously. Addison’s mouth was wide in horror.

“I’m sorry, Archer! I almost knocked you out. It’s just that I … uh …” Addison squirmed uncomfortably. “I don’t like people touching my feet.
Anyone
. I kind of have the opposite to a foot fetish. And, yeah. Ew.”

Archer smiled with warm amusement. She was too fucking adorable. And he loved it that he kept learning these quirky little things about her. He continued washing her body, pointedly avoiding her feet, which were beautiful and dainty. He had no idea why she had a weird hang-up about them. Once he was finished he carried her out of the tub and gently wiped her dry.

Addison dressed in her pyjamas and got into bed. Archer took off his shirt before sliding in after her, using his body as a cocoon around her to give her warmth, comfort, and safety. He kissed the top of Addison’s head and spoke softly.

“Love, do you want to talk about what happened? When you are ready, I want to hear everything. I was so worried about you, Addison. I couldn’t believe they had gotten to you. I’m so sorry I didn’t protect you.” Archer rained her face with soft kisses, his face and voice filled with emotion, his brows drawn tight.

“You aren’t to blame, Archer. I left Jake’s protection. It was my fault. I’m just happy to be back with you. I love you. More than anything,” she said, pressing a soft kiss to the tender part of his neck.

Archer closed his eyes and breathed in sharply. He had no idea what he’d done to deserve such a woman. “Addison I don’t know how this is going to work, but I am over trying to fight what I feel for you. I need you in my life, Addy. Hell, you are my life. I’m keeping you with me always. I’m gonna figure this out, and I promise, you will want for nothing.” Archer kissed her slowly, deeply, and then rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. “That is, if you want me Addison?” He questioned, his voice low with hesitance.

Addison took Archer’s thumb in her mouth and sucked gently. She watched Archer bite his lip, his eyes never leaving her. Despite the passion in his gaze, his eyes had a tightness to them that she wanted to disappear. “I love you, Archer. I want to be with you, always. Even if always isn’t as long as we’d like it to be,” she said, studying his face. Archer smiled but didn’t want to ruin the surprise. “But since you seem unsure about that, how about I show you just how much I want you?” Addison licked her lips playfully, and Archer bit his in return.

***

More than anything, she wanted to get as close as physically possible to Archer. She’d gone through a rollercoaster of emotions today, but all she felt right now was overwhelming love and affection for the man in front of her.

She stroked her hand lightly up his chest and slid it around his neck, pulling him down so that her mouth was near his ear.

“I want you inside me,” she whispered before licking a long line along his ear, and nibbling on his lobe. He let out a guttural sigh and pulled her tight against him. Addison could feel Archer’s heartbeat increase and his breathing quicken. She licked and nibbled her way down his ear and along his jawline, pausing before she touched his lips. Then she pulled away from him, sitting up on her knees and meeting his gaze.

Her eyes glazed with desire, Addison slowly pulled her top over her head, baring her naked breasts to him. Archer’s hands clenched into fists, and Addison knew he was fighting the compulsion to reach out and touch her.

She smiled slowly, sensually. She flung the top away, not caring in the least where it ended up. She pulled her hair from its bun so that her damp curls hung around her face and shoulders. Then she inched down her small shorts, moving onto her side so she could remove them properly. Archer let out a deep groan and reached out to stroke her thigh. Addison grabbed his hand before he made contact.

“No,” she said, holding his hands in hers, and putting them over his head while she straddled his legs dressed in only a pair of tiny, black, lace panties. “I am in control now, Archer. So sit back, and let me touch you.”

Not waiting for a reply, Addison reached down and flicked Archer’s bottom lip with her tongue. She pulled away slightly, making him curse before she pulled on his lip with her teeth. When his mouth opened from the action, she didn’t bother teasing and shoved her tongue between his lips, his own finding hers immediately. They licked, bit, and suckled each other’s mouths while Addison rubbed her breasts against Archer’s chest.

She pulled away with difficulty, but her regret disappeared when she looked down at his body. His broad shoulders, sculpted chest and corded stomach were tensing and moving with each breath, effectively taking her breath away. She bent over his chest and sucked one of his hardened nipples in her mouth, making Archer jerk off the bed.

“Oh, Heavens,” he groaned. “Addy, that feels so good.”

Addison bit down firmly and pulled on him a little, before rolling it back against her tongue. While she tended to his nipples, Addison reached up and pushed her index finger into Archer’s mouth. He accepted it with no hesitation, sucking the length of it and twirling his tongue around it. She pulled it out of his mouth with a pop, and sucked it into her own mouth, tasting his delicious flavour on her.

“Addison, I want to taste you,” he said in a rasping voice. Addison merely smiled and stroked her hand down Archer’s stomach before her mouth followed suit. She licked and sucked along his abdominal muscles, and she felt his stomach tense in anticipation. She stopped at his belly button and ran her tongue in a circle around it before dipping inside. Archer’s loud groan filled the air in a not-so-silent pleading. She continued to lick at delectable muscles while she reached down and untied his pyjama pants. Archer hissed when her palm lightly grazed his groin, and Addison gently eased his pants down his legs, pulling them off completely until she sat at the end of the bed, staring at him.

“You are so damn sexy,” Addison said, surprised her voice was so breathy. She slid her hands up his calves and paused when she came to his thighs. She bent her head, and Archer’s hips undulated in anticipation, but she moved to his leg instead. She kissed, bit, pulled, and licked his thighs and hips while she gently touched his hard length with barely-there strokes.

When she was sure Archer would least expect it, she licked the head of his shaft firmly. His hips jacked off the bed with a groan, and Addison smiled. She blew some warm air over where she licked, causing Archer to squirm in pleasure. Addison had never felt so empowered in her life. She was doing this to him. Her man. She glowed with satisfaction.

She nibbled at the shaft’s side lightly before she slid her mouth over as much length as she could. He was far too big to be able to fit into her mouth, but she was filled in the most pleasant way. Addison had never thought she would be so turned on by giving a man pleasure like this, but the way Archer reacted, and his scrumptious taste made her flame with desire.

“God, you taste good, Archer,” Addison told him. “You’re making me so wet.”

Archer’s eyes blazed. “Show me.”

Too far gone to be embarrassed, Addison’s hand glided down her taut stomach and inside her panties. She pushed one finger into her tight heat, making her moan. Then she added another, and then another. Looking down at Archer, she reminded herself where she really wanted to be. She withdrew her fingers and lifted them to Archer’s lips. He accepted eagerly, his eyes rolling back into his head with bliss.

“Heavens, you taste like ambrosia itself,” he groaned passionately.

Addison slowly glided the tip of her tongue along the head, down the shaft, and back up again. A small bead trickled from his head, and Addison eagerly licked it away. He tasted sweet and spicy at the same time. She could barely wait to taste the rest of him.

Finished with the teasing and taunting, Addison settled comfortably between his legs and took his whole head into her mouth for one full suck, before letting it pop out with a sexy slurp. She immediately took him back into her mouth and moved up and down, finding a rhythm. She looked up at him through the curtain of hair that was framing her face. Archer’s expression was a mask of rapture. He was staring at her so intensely and passionately that Addison felt as though she might come from that look alone.

***

Archer was positive he was going to come in, oh, three seconds. When she had touched herself he had to employ every method known to him to avoid orgasming at that moment. Now, Addison stared up at him, her eyes clouded with passion, while she ran her mouth and tongue over his hardness.

She pulled away slightly, his length balancing against her lips, while she gathered her hair into her hands to get it out of the way. He took over for her and held the heavy curls around his fist. Addison smiled seductively before she wrapped her hand around the base of him and slid her mouth over the top. Her mouth met her hand before they went in separate directions, and the variation felt so damn good.

“Fuck, Addison,” Archer groaned. “That feels so fucking amazing.”

Suddenly, her hand reached up and began massaging his balls while her other hand and her mouth tended to his length. Oh, Heavens. The pleasure was so extreme. Archer could feel his orgasm building inside him. The hand that was on his balls moved lower to the area right beneath them, and she applied pressure there with two fingers.

“Oh, fuck. Right there. Don’t stop!” he gasped.

Archer flew apart. His breathing quickened, his moaning grew louder, and his muscles tensed and rippled with the sensations. His orgasm burst from him, and Addison maintained the same pressure and continued massaging the sensitive place. She swallowed everything that came out of him, lapping at him greedily.

When he was spent, she placed a light kiss to the head of him, which was enough to send a shiver through his whole body.

“Did you enjoy that?” she asked with a small smile, her hand cupping him and fondling him lightly.

“You are fucking amazing,” Archer rasped, still trying to slow his breathing.

“You taste like the most delicious thing on this planet, Archer. I could keep you in my mouth for days,” she said, her voice erotically low.

“I doubt I’d last more than ten minutes with you doing that, love,” he remarked. Addison moved her body over him so that she was straddling his hips with her hands on his chest, and Archer felt his body react. Addison noticed as well, and her mouth parted in bliss.

“Now, my love, I believe it is my turn,” Archer told her, flipping her onto her back. He leaned down and kissed her, hard and fast. Possessively. He could taste himself on her tongue, and the combination made him even harder.

He tongued his way down her neck. When he came to her breasts, he grabbed one in his hand while he locked his mouth over the other. He suckled on it without delay, ushering a loud moan from Addison who began undulating her hips beneath him.

“Oh, God. You make me so hot, Archer,” she cried.

He moved his hand from her breast, while he tended to the other with his mouth, and slid it down her stomach to her wet juncture.

He moved through her soft curls and stroked his fingers over her core. Heavens, she was so wet. He thrust a finger into her while pressing his palm against her clitoris and grinding it against her.

“Harder, Archer!” Addison ordered in a rough voice.

In response, Archer added another finger and began pushing them in and out, finding a fast rhythm. Addison’s breathing became heavy and quick, her nails digging into Archer’s back hard enough to leave marks.

“Yes!” she yelled. “Don’t stop, oh please, don’t stop!”

Archer sucked harder on her nipple and felt Addison spasm around his hand. Her back arched, her lips parted in a long series of moans, and she wrapped her legs around his. Her body shuddered and seized, her face filled with complete rapture.

Her tremors eased, and she opened her eyes.

“You are so beautiful, especially when you come,” Archer told her before possessing her lips.

Finally, he raised himself over her and poised his hard length against the entrance of her sex. He kissed her deeply and thrust himself inside her. Addison forgot the pleasure she had felt when sharp pain overtook her. It slowly ebbed away when Archer began rotating his hips, stretching her, sweat dotting his brow. When he saw the pain had receded, he began thrusting softly; drawing moans from Addison and making him shudder.

“God, you are so tight, Addison,” he groaned, eyes closed in ecstasy.

The pain was only a memory, and Addison was consumed by the sensation of having Archer inside her. His size was overwhelming, but in the most amazing way. Pain mixed with pleasure, and she felt like she was going to explode. She looked into his eyes and saw his controlled expression; he was making sure he didn’t hurt her.