Chapter Two
Tristan
I rolled my eyes at Leander’s joke about Leander Jr. That would not be happening. Everyone fell silent after their light laughter. I figured now was the best time to bring up the hard topic.
“We need to meet with the gods.” I took in their matching faces of shock but continued.
“We have to know their plans, see if the shock of the baby has died down and everything is better.” I knew that unlikely; gods could hold a grudge for a long time. Hell even I could, but nothing but Thalia and the baby’s safety mattered. They were my everything. The girls were quiet; Leander spoke up first.
“I agree, we need to know what they are feeling. It could have blown over and there be nothing to worry about. Or they could be a problem.” He looked at Thalia and gave her his best reassuring smile. Lacey wrapped her arms around Leander, needing comfort. They both knew that the chances were slim that the gods have given up. But we were hopeful.
Thalia’s hand drifted towards her belly, cradling her flat stomach. Male pride blossomed in my chest. We were going to have a baby. I wanted children with Thalia; I was hopeful after our trip in the Amazon. Then she said she had bled, and my hope faded. But here she was, with my baby inside her.
“Don’t worry love; nothing will hurt our baby.” My hand joined hers, both of us protecting our child. She nodded, but I could tell she was still concerned.
Conversations of what we were going to do died after that moment. It was simple, anyway: meet with the gods, find out what their feelings are, and go to the doctor. Not much else we could do. I ordered everyone some Chinese food while everyone relaxed on the couch.
I walked into the bedroom to grab Thalia some slippers when I felt a sizzle of power behind me.
“Why are you here Horus?” I grabbed the slippers and turned to see my brother. He was always the responsible one, always following the rules, so it was hard to imagine why he was inserting himself into my situation.
“I’m here because I care.” His golden eyes held no malice; I stood and waited for him to go on.
“I heard you tell them you want to meet with the gods. I came to warn you that it’s a poor decision, brother. The gods are scared. They don’t know what a child of a Greek demigoddess and an Egyptian god will be like. So much power, and an unknown combination. They will try to destroy the baby, and Thalia too, if they must. You must not allow her near them.” I guess his words shouldn’t come as a shock. then I watched his face turn into a smile, which piqued my curiosity.
“What?”
“I, for one, am excited to have a little niece or nephew to teach bad things to,” he said with a sly grin. A smile broke out on my face. It seemed I had one less god to worry about.
“I’ve gotta go, but I wanted to let you know I have your back.” He slapped me on the shoulder and disappeared. At least something was going our way. I took few minutes to control my emotions before I walked back out into the room full of my family. That’s what they were—my love, and my brother, with his wife-to-be. That was only a matter of time I suspected. Thalia’s face lit up when she saw me and my heart stuttered. God, I fucking loved that woman. In two thousand years, my love for her has never wavered. So beautiful. So sweet. So mine. I felt my dick start to swell, thinking about how mine she really was. I wanted her, that was something that never calmed. I bent down in front of her and placed each foot into the slippers. She was smiling watching me.
“You’re going to be very attentive during this pregnancy aren’t you? Should I be worried that I might wake up covered in bubble wrap one morning?” she teased. She had no idea. While I might not go as far as bubble wrap, I was going to be pretty damn protective. I decided it would be wise if I just kept my mouth shut instead of answering her.
Slowly I crawled up on the couch next to her. Knowing what she was growing inside of her made my already-hard dick throb. Chills ran down my body. I leaned in while she had her head turned toward the TV and nipped her ear. She yelped and looked at me in surprise. Her soul turned hot, and aroused.
Good, the expression on my face must have told her what I was thinking about. I leaned in again and pressed a kiss to the corner of her lips, moving over to her neck. Her breathing hitched and the beast in me growled.
“Yeah, I think we are going to get out of here.” Leander piped up, I didn’t even spare him a glance. My wife was in need of my attention. I vaguely felt Thalia wave goodbye but that was all they got. I heard a giggle and the door shut moments later. Thalia’s hand reached up and wrapped around my neck, keeping me attached to her.
“My wife,” I murmured against her. It was still unbelievable that she was finally my wife.
“My husband,” she moaned. Like that, all restraint or thoughts of taking it slow and sweet were gone. Uttering those words was my undoing. I flashed us to the bedroom, and in seconds our clothes were gone. My mouth moved over her luscious body, not leaving one bit untouched by my tongue. My finger delved into her sweet heat; she was soaked. She was always soaked for me. She started mewling, her hips lifting towards my finger, needing more.Wish fucking granted.
I was back up to her mouth, devouring her, while thrusting my cock inside her. Perfection. She cried out past my lips from the fullness in her body. I moved with long, hard strokes. My hands crept under her back and came up to grip her shoulders, pulling her down on my cock with every move.
“Fuck, Thalia,” I growled, the feel of her was driving me insane. Her pussy started to quiver as her moans got louder. I quickened my pace, moving harder, and faster. Her nails dug into my back and her legs wrapped around me, holding me tight.
“God, Tristan!” She screamed and came hard. My eyes closed, feeling every clench of her orgasm. She consumed me. Her mouth latched onto my shoulder and then she bit me, hard. The surprise and the straight pleasure from her love bite sent me over the edge. I kept moving as my release hit.
When we had both calmed, and our breathing was back to normal, I disentangled myself from her and went to the bathroom to wash. I returned and cleaned her up as well. She was laying there, hair all around her like a mermaid under water.
“Love you.” I leaned down to kiss her sated face.
She smiled and kissed me back.
“Yours forever, love.” I loved it when she said that.
We lay together for some time in silence, just basking in the glow of our lovemaking.
“I hope he has your black hair.” She broke the silence. Our child, with black hair like mine. Pride blossomed in me. I was already very excited to meet our child. Would he or she have black hair like me? Or brown like hers? The possibilities were exciting to contemplate.
“I hope she has your smile,” I told her. We traded thoughts of our child over the hours until Thalia’s voice slurred and she fell asleep. I kissed her head, and let myself fall asleep, only to continue our conversation in the dream world, in her fields of Greece. For now, we had peace. We had something to look forward to—a bright and beautiful future.
