Morning After
The next morning Zorah felt her muscles aching in places she’d never experienced. She felt Icaro’s strong arms around her middle, holding her close while he snored lightly in her ear. The need to get up and use the bathroom but she felt her legs were going to be like jelly the minute she tried to stand up.
Icaro made love to her three times through the night and each time more vigorously than the last. The last time, he’d even rolled her, so she was face first into the mattress, pulled her up on all fours and entered her from behind. She blushed hotly with the memory. He’d been insatiable and while she thoroughly enjoyed every single touch he’d bestowed on her, she’d realized his experience was nothing she could compare to. His moniker of the Beast didn’t only apply to his role as an assassin. The thought made her giggle.
“What are you laughing for so early in the morning?” Icaro’s sleepy voice was breathy in his ear.
“Nothing.” She bit her bottom lip as he wriggled behind her and drew her closer. Her eyes widened as she felt his erection against her naked butt. “How on earth?” she looked over her shoulder in alarm.
He laughed, “I’m a man, and my wife is fucking hot. Now why are you laughing?” he was rolling his hips behind her.
“I was thinking the name Beast is appropriate for you. My body is aching.”
“We’ll have to get you endurance training,” he snickered as he rocked her in his arms. “How about a soak in the jacuzzi.”
“Jacuzzi?”
“Yes. We have our own private deck off the patio doors. We have a hot tub. Why don’t I get you situated in the tub, and I’ll go wrangle up some breakfast. You can have breakfast in bed after your soak.”
“But what about,” she wriggled her body against him.
“My love,” he laughed, “I’ve been waking up with an erection since I was twelve years old. I’m certain I’m going to survive, especially after all the time we spent last night. There is a good reason you are sore and tired. I’m actually really surprised you’re awake. I thought for sure you’d sleep until noon.”
“I really need to pee,” she admitted.
He rolled out of the bed and rounded it to scoop her out of the bed. Carrying her into the bathroom he nuzzled her ear, “if you’re going to soak our bed, I’d prefer it being from me making you orgasm instead of urinating.”
She made a face at his words. He set her on her feet near the toilet.
“Do what you need to do. Your toothbrush and toiletry bag are here on the vanity. If you want to put your hair up before you soak, you can go ahead. I’ll go get the tub started. Is there anything in particular you would like for breakfast in bed?”
“No. I am really hungry though.”
“So, something more than an apple. Got it.” He winked at her and left, closing the door behind him.
A few minutes later she made her way to the patio doors and noted the rolling water in the tub. Sitting on the edge she swung her feet in and yelped at the heat. Noting the sun was still rising in the distance and impressed by the view in front of her, she slowly lowered herself into the steaming water. Closing her eyes in bliss, she let the bubbles and jets massage the aches away.
The sound of glass clanging against metal made her open her eyes and she realized she’d dozed off in the tub.
“You’re going to drown if you fall asleep, amoré,” Icaro’s voice was low in her ear.
Startled she looked over her shoulder to find she’d missed him returning. He set a glass of orange juice he’d brought up on metal breakfast tray on the edge of the tub.
“I didn’t even hear you come up. It’s so quiet here.” She looked around. “How are we in the city? I don’t even hear a single car.”
“We do have a condo right in Manhattan for times we’ll want to be there. We will have parties and events and the like to attend, and it’ll be easier to simply stay in the city center when this happens. You could find you’re like mom and enjoy a good hotel room as well. My mother, despite living in a fully staffed house with luxury at her fingertips, loves to stay in a hotel and order room service.”
“I miss her. I can’t wait to see her later. Having my run in with my mother this week has made me realize how fortunate I am to have Avaline in my life. I’ve been very judgemental with everyone. I really gave her a tough time the last time I saw her. The morning when we left Sicily, I was rude to her and to Benita.”
“My mother forgave you before you even spoke, Zorah. She knew from the night she gave you grief for your response at her grandparents’ home she’d made an error, and it would take time to earn your affection again.” He kissed her shoulder. “How are you feeling? Legs feeling better?”
“They are. Will you join me?”
“No because one of us needs to make sure you don’t fall asleep in there and I’m as exhausted as you are. I’m going to sit here with you while you soak and then I’ll carry you back to bed. We’ll have breakfast together and then go back to sleep.”
“We’re going back to sleep?”
“Yes. You’re tired my love. You’ve been through it the last few days. You need rest and I haven’t slept well in a week. Losing you this week impeded my ability to get a good sleep. The minute I would close my eyes, I would see you getting shot with a dart right in front of my eyes and then being shot next and being unable to protect you. It was my greatest fear come to life.”
“You were really scared?” she asked lifting her hand from the water to clutch his.
“I was terrified.”
“Sidonia told me Vodingo was mocking you for crying. Did you cry?”
“I am man enough to admit I did, Zorah. I cried terrible tears. The terror of not knowing if I would ever see you again was real to me.”
“And Vodingo made fun of you?”
“Yes, but you should know, I’m not embarrassed. My love for you transcends any macho bullshit Vodingo can come up with. I will gladly display all my emotions for you Zorah. You own my heart and all I am, every smile, tear and fear are yours.”
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