Page 7 of Zin and Celeste: A Fortis Family Christmas

Celeste could feel him getting closer, wanted to taste his need for her, for what she made him think on her tongue. He made her feel beautiful, desirable, like she was the most wonderful thing on this earth, and she needed him to know she felt the same.

“No.” Zin pulled from her mouth and lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist, his mouth on hers in a searing kiss as he walked her backwards towards the bed. He placed her down gently and shed his clothes quickly as she watched, almost dizzy with need for him. The beauty of his muscular body, the tattoos, and the scars so perfect in her mind because they were him, they made him the man he was and god she loved him.

Zin took over, stripping her naked and kissing her all over until every part of her body ached for him. Dropping to the bed, he rolled her on top of him, and she scrambled up feeling ungainly with her belly in the way and sat across his thighs, his cock nestled against her folds.

Resting her hands on his pecs, she rubbed against his hard cock. His hands caressed her from her hips up over her belly to her breasts, the sensitive nipples so responsive to his touch that she saw the fire in his eyes when he took one peak in his mouth and laved it before doing the same on the other. She was writhing with need when she took him in her hand and lifted up, poised to take him.

Slowly she lowered her body, feeling him fill her and her head fell back in pleasure as Zin held her hips. She began to move, her body knowing what it needed as she rode him, setting the pace.

“You are beautiful, Pixie.”

His words were gruff as he began to meet her downward stroke with an upward motion, their lovemaking becoming frantic as Celeste chased down her climax that was just out of reach. Zin moved slightly changing the angle, and the drag of his cock against her walls became intense as he hit the nerves inside her that made her legs shake. His thumb rubbed rhythmic circles on her clit as she panted out her climax, her breaths coming fast as she gasped and dropped her head forward, the sensations of her orgasm taking her breath away. As she faltered Zin took over, his movements fast and jerky as he came inside her. Her hands fluttered over him as he caught his breath and pulled her into his body with his big arms around her keeping her safe.

The lay like that until he kissed her and got up to get a cloth and clean away the evidence of their lovemaking before pulling her against his body until her head rested on his shoulder.

“Do you think this will change when the baby comes?”

Zin went still, his heart beating strong against her ear. “My need to be inside you all the time or my desire to just be with you and hear you laugh or listen to you manage the people around you with such finesse?”

“All of it, I guess.”

Zin rolled so that she could see him, wrapping her leg over his hip so she was comfortable. “I think whatever happens and whoever comes into our lives, my love and desire for you will only grow. Every day I wake thinking I could not possibly love you more than I do, but then I get this heavy ache in my chest, and I realise I do because each day I learn there is something more to love.” His warm hand caressed her face. “What worries you, my Pixie?”

Celeste shook her head. “I’m not sure. I guess it’s just nerves about the birth and everything changing. Don’t get me wrong, I want this child, I already love him more than anything, would die for him, but I don’t want us to change.”

“I’ll be by your side when the time comes for our son to enter the world and every day after that, loving you and protecting you and our family.”

“Thank you.”

Zin frowned. “For what?”

“Loving me, letting me love you.”

“I don’t think all the powers on earth could have stopped me from loving you or vice versa.” He settled her back against his body, holding her tight and kissed her head. “Sleep, Pixie, you have shopping with my sister tomorrow, and you will need all your strength and patience for that.”

Celeste smiled and kissed the place where his heart beat so strong and buried the feeling of doom that she could not shake.