Loving the Wild Card (Kingdom Book 5)

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Now laying naked in their bed, Jason was pleased his foolishness had managed to distract her. However, he still sensed her underlying unhappiness. She was genuinely worried about, not getting pregnant, but he wasn’t. Tonight he intended to dispel all her negative thoughts by taking special care to remind her how much he loved her. For him, that they had each other meant everything.

“So what do you want first, a girl or a boy?” He asked as he ran the tips of his fingers up and down the middle of her chest, enjoying the feel of her butter soft skin. The way she felt beneath his fingers was one of his obsessions. His eyes followed the path of his hand, so when she responded to his question, he’d nearly forgotten he’d asked it.

“Seeing as you’re a twin how about one of each?”

“It seems I married a woman who wants it all. Lucky for you, you chose a Kingdom because I can make that happen, right.”

“You are so full–”

“I know, you’re a very lucky woman!”

“I wasn’t speaking about your dick, but I have to admit, I like the size and what you do with it. Do you feel lucky?”

Jason sucked in a sharp breath as her fingers found his rapidly hardening shaft and stroked him. In no rush, he closed his eyes and allowed her touch to wash over him.

“I have you in my life so how could I be anything else.”

“Aww, Jason that is so cute!”

“Aww, Aviva,” his eyes popped open, “puppies and kittens are cute!”

“Got ya, because you are so cute…” she laughed at his mock frown, “… yet manly and hot; good save right?” Without waiting for a reply, Aviva continued. “I want you to lay back and let me take care of you.”

“As great as that sounds I’m going to have to decline. Tonight is all about you,” he told her as he gently pushed her onto her back.

“Really?”

At his nod, Jason was surprised to see tears appear in her eyes. Only moments before she was teasing him and now she had tears trailing down her face, and it immediately worried him. “Tell me what’s wrong, Angel. You know it breaks my heart to see you cry,” he murmured as he stroked her.

“I don’t know why I’m crying, it’s stupid really. I have all these emotions rushing around inside of me and I can’t seem to hold on to any of them for more than a minute.”

Jason’s hand stopped on the way back up her body and came to rest against her stomach. Leaning down, he replaced his hand with a gentle kiss. Reminded of her tears, he moved up and kissed them away; even as his heart clenched at her sadness. “Tell me what I can do to make you feel better, Angel,” he said as he placed feather light kisses across her beloved face.

When she only shook her head, he knew exactly what she needed. “I want to make love with you. Do you want that too?”

At her nod, his lips touched hers and slowly brushed back and forth. He then placed his forehead against hers and allowed the stillness of their surroundings to seep into him.

Lifting her with delicate care, he pulled her close and settled his big body over hers. Tonight wasn’t about sexual contortions. It was about him showing his wife how much he adored her in the gentlest way he knew how.

Bracing himself on his forearms, he pulled back and waited until she looked at him. Then he held her gaze and imbued his eyes with all the love he felt for his little wife. “Let’s make those twins you just spoke about. I’m thinking a boy for you and a girl who looks just like her mother for me.” It wasn’t his intention, but his words brought on a fresh round of tears.

Still on his forearms he depressed his body, his erection pressing against her belly. “Do you feel how much I want you?”

Without waiting for an answer, he kissed her. The sigh she released opened her mouth to him, and he took what she freely offered with tender reverence. There was nothing hurried about the kiss, rather it was just another moment in which they showed their love for each other.

Moving on, he kissed her cheek and trailed his tongue towards her neck. When he encountered the spot he knew so well, he lingered for a moment. As she squirmed in pleasure beneath him, he sucked and ran his tongue against the small depression behind her ear before he moved on. When he reached her breasts, he gave special attention to her distended nipples, kissing and sucking them into his mouth. When she grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him away, he allowed it.

Trailing his mouth across her body, he left nowhere untouched. Her writhes, first to encourage and then to get away from his ministrations didn’t deter him. He loved his wife with an abandon he couldn’t disguise.

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