She said it was temporary, and he believed her.So as muchas he wanted to scream, to throw Sheoul-gra into chaos, he had to resist.Hehad to justify her faith in him.
He’d welcome his new children and make things right with theones already living here.
And then he’d fight like hell to get Lilliana back and tomake sure she never left again.
ChapterTwenty-Three
It had been almost a month since Aurora’s house hadbeen nearly destroyed by two Memitim angels and a bludgolem, and today was theday she and Hawkyn could finally move in.She’dlovedstaying with his sister Idess and her mate, Lore, and their son, Mace, whilecontractors put her house back together, but it was way past time to have someprivacy.
“I’ll just be happy to not hear them at all hours of theday,” Hawkyn had grumbled as they were packing.“Sex demons, man.How doesIdess handle it?”
Aurora had promptly stuck her hand down his pants.“Are yousaying I could ever wear you out?”
“Not a chance,” he’d said, returning the favor.
Idess and Lore were probably tired of hearing them, too.
Hawkyn dumped their bags on the new living room floor andlooked around.Furniture would be there this afternoon, making the alreadysmall space even smaller.They’d discussed moving, but she loved this place,and until the baby was born, she wanted to be comfortable and stable.Hawk hadagreed, understanding that she’d been through a lot, with more to come, andthis was home.
It was going to be even more of a home with Hawkyn in it.
“I think we should check out the bedroom,” he said.“Makesure it’s up to par.”
She frowned.“The bedroom wasn’t damaged.”
He waggled his brow, and her kneeswentweak.“Wanna do some damage?”
Oh, yes.Yes, she did.She wanted to do alotofdamage.“Are we talking wrecking ball damage, or sledgehammer to thestudskind of damage?”
Flashing to her, he swept her up and hauled her to thebedroom.“Sledgehammer.You’re pregnant.But after the baby...I’ll get out thewrecking balls.”
She laughed and wedged her hand between their bodies so shecouldcuphim through his jeans.“I think I’ll be theone wreckingballs.”
His groan vibrated every erogenous zone as he laid her outon the bed, and by the time he’d stripped her of every scrap of clothing andspread her out on the comforter, she was on fire.
“Don’t move,” he told her in a commanding voice that shedidn’t dare disobey.Hell, no.She wasn’t going to risk screwing up whatever hehad planned for her.
It was funny how she had more sexual experience than he did,and yet he had an erotic instinct that couldn’t be taught or learned.He couldread her every breath, every shiver, every twitch of her muscles.He knew whatshe wanted and when.How fast, how hard, how dirty.
She watched him strip, loving how his supple bronze skinrippled over powerful muscles that moved with fluid grace and machine-likeefficiency.Every time he removed an article of clothing, he did something toher.His T-shirt earned her a tender peck on the lips.His boots a lingeringkiss on the neck.He sucked her nipples into his mouth,lavingthem with attention after he tossed his socks aside.
Soon, he was left only in jeans, no underwear, and her bodygrew liquid with anticipation.As he worked his fly with nimble fingers, shesquirmed, whimpering when his hand went still and he shook his head.
“I told you not to move.”
“But—”
“Nope.”He lifted his hands, holding them up so they weren’tdoing what they were supposed to be doing, which was either get him naked orget her off.“Spread your legs.Wider.There you go.I want to see all of you.”
She growled with frustration.“You’re so cruel.”
His casual shrug would have made her laugh if her entirebody wasn’t throbbing with desire right now.“I do take after my father in someways, I guess.”
Man, she loved that he was able to speak about Azagoth witheasy affection now.Hawkyn’s job required him to work closely with his father,and Azagoth had been making real efforts to include not only Hawkyn, butall ofhis children, in Gra business.Before, the Memitimhad only lived there, and Azagoth had been their landlord.Now Azagoth wastrying to make Sheoul-gra a home.
Of course, it wasn’t easy.Azagoth was famous for not beingone to share, for making bargains that overwhelmingly benefitted him, and forbeing extremely distrustful.With Lilliana “on vacation,” he’d been moody, butHawkyn said the moods were more often good ones than bad ones now.
But even on the bad days that made Hawkyn moody as well,he’d come to her, and she’d taken it all away.Sometimes she’d knead away histension with a massage that always turned hot, and other times he’dfeed fromher.Gently.Tenderly.Taking just enough from herto energize them both.
