Chapter Nineteen
Thalia
The way Tristan was looking at me, with such hunger in his eyes, didn’t make me feel like the hugely pregnant woman I was. I could admit I was starting to get a little self-conscious, growing twins in my belly. My boobs were huge and starting to ache. Those Braxton Hicks hadn’t really hit me since that time in the tub, but I’m sure there would be more.
“I’m at your command, love,” he purred and I felt the thrill of power from his words.
“You’ll do anything I say?” I bit my lip, thinking of what I could make this man do to me. Oh, so many thoughts came to mind. But only one stuck.
He nodded and put his hands my hips.
“This could be one of our last moments together before the babes come, especially with people attacking and everything else. I just want to enjoy each other, get lost in our love, just for a little while. Then we can face whatever comes as a strong front again.” I leaned down as best as I could to kiss him.
“I felt your anger earlier, and your fear. I want to wash that away from your mind.” I licked his bottom lip then sucked it into my mouth, biting it gently. He groaned, and together we kissed like it was our last moment. We moved in sync, and when he sweetly helped me out of my gown, so it wouldn’t tear, his mouth touched every inch of my skin, loving me with every caress. His clothes disappeared and that was it—we were one again, moving together, moans and whimpers filling the room. For what seemed like hours, we relished our bodies and our souls touching.
Covered in sweat, and our breaths labored, we cuddled on the bed with our minds on one thing: each other. It was all that mattered right now. Soon the babes would be born, and who knew what type of hell we were going to go through before then, and maybe after. Right now we were together. Tristan no longer felt the uninhibited rage and panic of earlier. Now all I could feel from him was satisfaction and happiness.
“What are you thinking?” I looked up into his eyes from my position on his chest.
“I am excited have a family with you. Never did I dream that would ever happen to me.” He kissed my forehead and held me close. No words came out in reply to that, because there wasn’t anything to say. We were both happy, and excited. A few moments later, I looked over at all the stuff Leander and he had brought here.
“Is that everything?” There were two big boxes, I’m guessing for the cribs, and a bunch of other stuff.
“Yeah, that’s it. We are going to need to start figuring out where it’s all going to go.” He was looking at the bags like they were an enemy. His scrunched-up face made me giggle.
“I’d like to start working on it soon.”
“Whatever you want, love.” He smiled, and closed his eyes. Not thinking of anything, just feeling the moment and basking in it. I was only able to stay lying down for so much longer before I had to pee.
Once I took care of myself and gotten dressed, I realized Tristan had put together the two cribs.
“How did you do that so quickly?” I was astonished, to say the least.
“I’m a god, remember?” He winked and I shook my head. Should have known that was going to be the answer. My cocky god was back. I missed his fun side. We’ve had to be serious so much lately, with war threatening our door. I eventually went and got Lacey and Leander to come help put things together. I laughed when she walked in the room and waved her hand in from of her face.
“Good Lord it smells like pure sex in here! Did you guys seriously do it this whole time since the Nerf fight last night?” She was shaking her head in shock. Cue blush.
“Don’t answer that. I can tell by the looks of the room and that smell.” She waved me off, and together we got to work on organizing all the baby things. Leander and Tristan had to make a run to go get another dresser for the babes. He had gotten so many clothes we needed the extra space. About an hour later, everything was done. In the large corner of our bedroom were the two cherry wood cribs, with a small table and a cute lamp in between. The dresser was next to the crib on the left, filled with diapers, clothes, and all sorts of baby things. Our room had been turned into a nursery, and I couldn’t wait to see the babies sleeping, and cooing at everything. I folded the blanket for Callista and placed it inside the crib. My fingers ran over the wood, and it felt strange. Like something was missing.
“I’ll be back.” I told the others, who were admiring all they had done. I walked out towards Orion’s room and knocked on the closed door.
“Thalia.” He looked at me with a grin.
“Hey, I need a favor.” I hoped I was not out of line for asking what I was about to, but I just felt it was right. I really couldn’t explain it.
“What do you need?”
“Will you carve the babies’ cribs?” He didn’t reply, so I felt the need to elaborate.
“They just feel plain. And I’ve sneaked a peek at what you’ve done with your bow, and I think you could make them beautiful. Would you be willing to do that? It will probably be a lot of work but—” He shushed me by placing his finger over my lips.
“I’ll do it. Just bring them in here, and I’ll get to work on them.” He pulled back his finger and walked over to his bed where he was resting before I knocked. Excited, I ran over and hugged him.
“Thank you!” I squeezed him tight then ran back to the cribs.
“Orion is going to carve the cribs for the babies, to make them special for them. Will you take them to his room please?” I begged Tristan, who looked at me with a face that said, “Uh, okay?” And then did as I asked. He was back in a jiff, and held me close, just because he could.
“What now?” Lacey looked around, and I shrugged.
