Chapter 102

**Artemis**


I leave Blue in the room so I can have a second to absorb everything. As soon as we stepped into the house and I saw the number of people around a surge of protectiveness I have never felt welled up inside me and I could bring myself to leave Blue's side. It was as if the words ‘protect’ was running on a loop in my head. There are three tiny lives growing inside my wife and they are mine to protect. When we were driving home my head was pulling up all the random facts I’ve accumulated over the years that had anything to do with pregnancy.

Most of it was from hearing Rhea talk about it or from things on TV that I wasn’t paying much attention to. One point that stood out is that pregnancies involving multiple babies can be dangerous. I’ll have to do more research on it, but I’m guessing the more babies the more dangerous it can be. Plus my wife is a small woman, so that will be a factor as well. She has also gone most of her life with little to no medical care. She will need more blood work done and I need to make sure she eats better.

I need to grab a ton of prenatal items as well to cover every possible thing she may face. Alan has mentioned Abigail having morning sickness, so I’ll need stuff for that. There’s so much that I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep up with work and this. This is the worst time to be starting over on this damn business. Why did I even bother when I have enough money that I’d never have to work again?

Alan and I need to rethink everything. Perhaps keep our current clients bur not take any more on. Our arrangement with the government is a steady thing that will keep us busy enough and they would be understanding of the situation since the soldiers we are working with know Blue. It might come in handy having them around since Dane and Bryant will be outnumbered. I wonder we could bring a few guys in for protective duty.

I’m lost in my mental list until I hear the sound of the shower running. That has me quickly undressing and leaving my clothes at my feet. I’m not one to leave my clothes around but I need to make a point to my wife and the longer I wait the more time she has to over think. She thinks I won’t want her once the babies start to grow but she’s wrong. I’d never thought of weather a pregnant woman could be attractive bit the idea of those babies being mine has turned me into a Neanderthal. A sense of pride is growing inside me and the idea of Blue’s growing belly is sexy as hell.

When I walk into the bathroom she’s standing in the doorway of the shower completely naked. I’ve seen her like this plenty of times by now but she has such a strong effect on me that it feels like I’m a teenager seeing a naked woman for the first time. I want to grab her, bend her over and slam my cock inside her hard right now but I tamper that urge down. She needs more from me than that. We run hot and heavy all the time but I want her to see I cam be soft and gentle too. I want to be everything she needs because I need her like my next breath. She’s under my skin…in my blood…a part of everything inside me now that I don’t want to lose her. If she doesn’t see that there is nothing about her that would make me run away then I could lose her and I won’t let that happen.

I need her.

So I move slowly until I’m standing behind her but not touching her. I know she sense me because her movements stutter but she doesn’t turn to me. Her soft skin is calling out to me to be touched and even the imperfections on her are asking for attention. The scars of her past need to be cherished too because they are the marks that she survived and stayed alive so that I could find her.

Fuck I wish I could have saved her long ago but would things have been like this if I had. Would she be the Blue I’ve fallen in love with? Aren’t the broken parts of us part of what we become? I was broken in my own way but it took another broken soul to make me feel again. Or at all. I can’t wait a second longer to touches her so I close the distance between us and rest my hands on her hips.

I feel her shiver under my touch which makes my dick twitch. The fact that such a small thing like my touch can effect her always makes me harder. So hard that it physically hurts not to be inside her.

“Beautiful.” I whisper into her ear.

She leans back into me and I slowly move my hands from her hips to her lower stomach where our babies are safely tucked away. I guess she isn’t satisfied with the small circles I start to make against her skin because she stands on her toes just slightly. This moves my hands lower and I smirk because my girl is ready to get on with things while I’m trying to take things slow.

“What do you want Mrs. Rhodes?” I ask.

“Touch me.” She says in a sinfully breathless voice.

“As you wish.” I say before sliding my hand lower and cupping her.

She Jenks slightly but when I don’t move she starts to grind downward. I give her what she wants and slide my finger along her pussy slowly until she makes a frustrated growling sound. That’s when I sink a ginger inside her and she drops her head back with a moan. It’s the series sound she makes for me other than the sound I get from her when she comes.

“Is this what you wanted? You want to use my fingers? Or do you want more?” I kiss the side of her neck and she titles her head to the opposite side to give me more access.

I take the opening and kiss along her shoulder but I stop just bellow her neck and suck on her skin hard. She gasps and pushes down hard on my fingers soaking my hand in the process. She’s more than ready to take me but I want her to ask for it. So I don’t move an inch and let her use my hand to build herself up to a moaning mess before pulling my fingers out if her. She isn’t happy about it and moves to turn and tell me off but I wrap one of my arms around her waist so I can hold her tight against me.

“I’m supposed to help you clean up, remember?”

“Why when you’re about to get me dirty again?”

Fair question.

“Who says I am?” I ask teasing her as I guide her into the shower and under the warm water.

I watch the water run down her chest and between her breasts. Those are going to get bigger too. The visualization of her breasts engorged with milk makes me grinde against her. An unconscious action that has me hissing in both pain and pleasure. I’m not going to be able to keep this back and forth teasing up much longer and my wife knows it. She’s a brat about the fact that she can make me come by tightening me in a vice grip a d literally forcing me to come. Well I won’t give her the chance this time. I was planning on going easy on her and taking this slow but she is rubbing her ass all over my dick and I’m sock of the foreplay.

So I do what I wanted to when I saw her naked waiting for me. I slide my other hand down her back and put some pressure in the middle of her back. She tilts forward and reaches out to steady herself on the wall. My hands go back to her hips and I take my place behind her.

“Should I fuck you wife?” I say in a low voice that I know she likes.

“Yes please.” She says and that’s what I do.

I don’t slam into her like I normally do, and instead I line myself up and slowly push into her. Maybe I’m not done playing with her just yet. In fact I pull out and rub my cock along her folds a few times and groaning at the stimulation before pushing into her again. When I’m half way in I pull out and back in with shallow thrusts.

“Artemis.” Blue says in warning but I don’t listen.

She doesn’t want gentle and slow then I’ll give her torturous instead.