CHAPTER 45

Queen Grace wiped away her tears as she watched snow falling. She had done it for her and she was grateful.
“She has a way of making the people around her touched,” nanaba said looking at the snow.
“Indeed she has. She is a special child.”
“I think she needs to get another scan again,” nanaba said.
“Why do you say so?”
“Her pregnancy is not normal, for it to be showing already when he is less than ten weeks. Don’t you think something is wrong?”
“Now that you say so, I think we should take care soon.”
“We should but tonight let them be. They are just oozing love everywhere.”
“I can’t believe my son fell in love again. I thought after Chloe he will just shut down but he found it with his wife. I’m happy about this,” the queen said.
“It’s a happy event at least we don’t have to be on our toes watching for any unusual events just in case she gets angry.”
“That’s true; it’s very scary once you think about it.”
“I’m old and tired and will be going to sleep now. I will see you in the morning, your majesty.”
“Goodnight, nanaba.”
Nanaba left and she remained behind admiring the snow. Her husband came to her and he kissed her on the lips.
“I think you should fulfill your promise,” he said.
“Which one?” she asked.
“You promised that you will…”
She laughed as she remembers it. She had just given birth to Jack and she told her husband that if it snowed she will let him down whatever he wanted with her.
“I can’t believe you remembered that.”
“I won’t be a king if I am forgetful.”
She giggled and let her husband take her to the bedroom.
“Is this what you have in mind?”
“I have so much in my mind that it will take years to just unload.”
“Lucky for you, I have all the time in the world,” she said and pulled her husband to her; making love while watching the snow fall was just wonderful.
She was going to make lots of delicious food for her daughter in law for granting her such a special gift.
***
Neal floated in the shallow end of the pool, watching Talia as she approached. She looked almost ghostly in the moonlight, her bare feet, and her cream nightgown transparent against the nakedness of her body. He had warned her not to walk bare feet, she was pregnant and she just didn’t listen.
That she was unaware of his presence in the water was in no doubt, a smile curving her lips as she held out her arms and turned up to face up to the moonlight. His wife was just so beautiful.
He had been away for two days and wasn’t supposed to arrive that night but he missed her so he came early. He wanted it to be a surprise but waking up his pregnant wife was something he couldn’t do so he went for a swim.
She was Aphrodite; the goddess of love, his wife and lover.
Neal’s breath caught in his throat as he looked at her, her breasts full and pert against the sheer material of her nightgown, her stomach showing that round belly, the proof of their love on display, hips curving, and a shadowed triangle visible between her thighs.
His body hardened in response of her beauty, he wanted to make love to her.
Talia turned around when she heard that she wasn’t alone. She had given all her staff time off, she just wanted to be alone but there was someone out there and she couldn’t tell who it was. Her eyes widen as she watched Neal stepping up slowly up from the pool. When did he arrive?
She wasn’t even aware that her husband was back. She was thrilled at the sight of him.
Neal emerged from the pool completely naked, water dripping down his body, his thrusting arousal obvious as he walked slowly towards her. His gaze held hers as he took her in his arms, his body wet and cold from the weather. Then his head lowered and his mouth claimed hers.
They kissed hungrily, deeply, lips and tongues seeking, drinking, devouring, as Talia’s fingers became intertwined in Neal’s hair, their legs intertwined, bodies pressed closely together.
Talia groaned as she felt Neal slip the thin straps of her gown down her arms. She felt his cool hand against her heated flesh. Neal kissed her lingeringly on the lips, tasting her, his hand caresses her breast as he raised his head to look down at her. Her eyes were half closed, her breathing soft and shallow, a slight flush to the hollows of her cheeks.
His gaze darkened as he lowered it to her breasts. He lowered his head to run his tongue on that aroused nipple, closing his lips on its tip and sucking deeply as he heard her moan. Her breasts were firm because of her pregnancy too; her nipples dark and arousing.
Neal lifted her up so that he could feast well on her breasts, sucking her deeply inside the warmth of his mouth.
He moved one of his hands from her waist to slide the silk nightgown up the smoothness of her legs and thighs as he sought and found the center of her arousal.