run for home.
3
AMARA - TWO WEEKS LATER
Sunlight on my face wakes me up. I stretch and roll over. Shidan is still sleeping, so I slide closer and rest my head on his chest. His hearts beat slow and even, one echoing the other. His chest rises and falls, taking me up and down with each breath. I nestle a leg over his and close my eyes. He shifts and hooks his arm around my shoulders but doesn’t wake up.
I drift in and out of sleep, enjoying the quiet. I doubt Malcolm is awake yet, or I’d hear him. If he is, he’s entertaining himself in his room, and I don’t want to miss the opportunity to be with Shidan without having to worry about our boy.
After a while he shifts, groans, then his eyes flutter open. He pulls me closer into a kiss. His lips are soft and pliable, inviting more. I move my leg up and down along his morning wood. He moans into our kiss.
“Good morning,” he whispers.
“Morning,” I say, running my hand down across his chest and down to his dick.
“Malcolm?” he asks.
“Sleeping,” I shush him.
“Mmm,” he moans, grabbing my hips.
He pulls me on top. I lift my hips and lean forward, placing my hands on either side of his head. He uses his free hand to position himself at my opening, moving it back and forth, teasing. I rest my forehead against his, closing my eyes and enjoying his touch.
The head slips in and I slide down onto his cock until he’s fully seated. We kiss, his tongue pushing into my mouth, claiming it.
I rise up and slide down, enjoying him slowly.
He moans into our kiss. I rise up and lean back. Run my fingers through my own hair as I ride his dick. He grabs my tits and plays with them, teasing the nipples to hard points.
He puts one hand between us and teases my clit. I bite my lip to keep from crying out. I don’t want to risk waking up Malcolm.
I ride his cock faster and faster. An orgasm is coming fast. I don’t hold back. Dragging sex out is for people without little ones that might wake up at any time.
Shidan understands and doesn’t hold back either. He drives in, forcefully seating himself with each thrust. In moments, an orgasm rips through me. My back arches and my toes curl as the sensation races through my center and out my limbs.
I collapse onto him, a quivering mess. He wraps his arms tight and holds me. He raises his head and looks at the door to our room. When he lies back down, a broad smile is on his face. He rolls us over, and in an instant his second cock is pushing into me.
“Oh!” I exclaim in surprise.
He doesn’t slow down though. We don’t know how long we’re going to have to do this. It’s rare to find enough time to go once, much less twice.
If our first run was making love, then this is hard-core fucking. He thrusts hard, grinds, pulls back, then thrusts again. We buck against each other, driving hard until a fresh orgasm is dancing across our bodies and we come together, shuddering in each other’s arms.
He drops beside me and peppers me with kisses.
“I love you,” he says over and over between touches of his lips.
“I love you too,” I say, squirming away when he tries to kiss my neck. “That tickles!”
“I can’t help myself,” he says. “You’re ravishing. I must kiss every inch of you.”
“You think so?” I laugh, rolling out of bed. “Because our son will be wanting breakfast any moment.”
“Our son, who is as brilliant as his mother,” he says.
“Thanks for noticing,” I say, picking up clothes off the floor and pulling them on. “But I need to go make food.”
“I should take him with me to the meeting,” he says, resting his head on his arms while lying in bed.
“Are you serious?” I ask, stopping midway through pulling my shirt on.
“Sure,” he says. “It will be good to get him out. Boy needs some sun.”
“Shidan,” I say. “We agreed two weeks ago that we’d keep him in and safe.”
He frowns. “I don’t recall this,” he says.
“You don’t recall?” I ask, staring at him, disbelief causing my mind to go blank.
“No.”
“How can you not recall? It was a fight! You wanted to take him out. Shidan, I told you I was scared then, how can you even think about taking him out?”
“I’m sorry,” he