: : Summary : : Finally back home in London after the terrors of Ahm~Shere, Rick, Evelyn and Alex settle back into life. Yet the horrors are not easily forgotten and perhaps the only way to forget about death is creating new life
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"Hey there."
"Hey," he replied from his sprawled out position on the bed, smiling up at her and motioning for her to lay down beside him before gathering her into his arms. They were silent for a while, the the only sound they could hear was the ticking of the clock from its place on the nightstand until he finally spoke.
"Glad to be back?" he murmured into her hair.
She turned in his arms and curled her head more closely upon his shoulders. She'd been so close to losing all this, losing the man in her arms and she wanted to cry at that. She murmured a quiet, "Of course I am," then nestled closer.
"I'm glad to have you back," he said softly, running his fingers through the soft strands of her hair. He was grateful that he had been given a second chance so that she could be here with him, so that he could just enjoy holding her like this when he had literally lost her. Mentally, he thanked Evie for teaching their son ancient Egyptian. If she hadn't then...who knew? To be honest, he didn't even want to contemplate a life without her. Now she was back in his arms and she wasn't going anywhere.
"I'm glad to be back. You stopped me before but Rick, do you want to know what heaven's like?"
She sat up a bit off his chest and looked him coolly in the eyes, dark depths staring back into his own light pools. She smiled at him as she waited for his answer. Oh, heaven was wonderful, but it hadn't had Rick.
"What do you mean I stopped you before?" he teased, wrapping a strand of her hair around his fingers. "You know how Alex and Johnathan are when we get a little...romantic."
His voice lowered on that last word and he felt her shiver. Grinning, he moved his face closer to hers, whispering, "but now that we are alone, how about showing me a little heaven?"
She blushed as she always did whenever he suggested they make love. She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them to look into his.
"No, they don't appreciate our romance. Not one little bit."
She moved her body a bit closer to his, one leg against his, her toes playing softly with the bottom of his pants.
"Heaven, hmm? Just was do you think heaven is?"
"I'm looking at it," he said huskily, vaguely distracted by her attempt at playing footsie with him. He smiled when he saw the flush on her face and brushed his lips over her own, pulling back when he felt her hands creep up to his face in an attempt to hold him there. He knew she hated it when he teased her but he wanted to savour this, to take things slow. After all, he had come so close to losing her.
'Not now,' he thought as he nuzzled her cheek, feeling her warm, soft body pulling his thoughts back to the present.
"Rick."
Her voice was hardly a whisper as she felt her heart jump. She closed her eyes. Feeling him close to her, the mere touch of his body could still her mind, his breath upon her face and his hands in her hair. Everything about him made her feel safe. She moved a bit closer to him, the silk of her nightdress brushing across his side, her foot moving up under the calf of his pant leg.
"Make me forget Evie," he whispered, shuddering as he felt her foot brush against his leg. Just the tiniest hint of bare skin sent his mind reeling and he almost forgot his earlier intentions of taking things slow. He wanted to feel her, warm and alive again.
He gently pressed his lips against hers, intending only for it to be the briefest of kisses when she surprised him by cupping the back of his neck and holding his face to hers so that their mouths wouldn't separate.
She never wanted them to separate. She never intended for the kiss to break and her body was awake with the sense of his body near hers. She ran a hand up to cradle his neck and ran her tongue through his open lips to play and mingle with his. she needed it, to taste his breath, to feel his soul mingle with hers.
She continued the motion of rubbing her toes against his leg, right inside of his pants. she was touching him, envious of her own feet for getting to touch him while the rest of her body wanted to touch their skin together.
Vaguely, Rick thought that things were moving along slightly faster than he had anticipated but he couldn't stop now. He wanted this, needed this and he moaned into her mouth at the feel of her warm, wet tongue sliding against his own. His arms seemed to move of their own accord as his hands wandered over her silk-clad back, sliding dpwn to her hips, then up over her shoulders. The feel of her warm toes against his leg was driving him crazy and he wanted more of the senstion, wanted more access to her bare flesh.
It seemed evident that they both wanted each other. In a way, it would be like their first time. she had been dead there, lost to him and the only thing left to do in this new life of hers, this second chance to join with her husband in a rocking sensation of emotions. She wanted to savour this, she wanted to take this slow, but her fingers weren't listening to her. they reached the top buttons of his shirt and undid the first few to slip her delicate fingers inside to stroke his chest. She kept her hand on the back of his neck, keeping him kissing her long and deep.
He could feel her small fingers undoing his shirt buttons and then the glorious feeling of her caressing his bare chest. He felt her fingers circle his nipple and he moaned again as she tugged on it before soothing it gently. He wanted more though and she seemed to sense his urgency as he let her unfasten the rest of his shirt, revealing his naked chest to her hungry gaze.
"Heaven is you and me," she whispered, laying her lips upon his chest, kissing his warm skin and laying small licks here and there to taste him. she loved this body almost as much as the man it belonged to. She loved being able to share it with him.
"You got that right," he groaned as her lips moved over his chest before stopping for a while to tease his nipples. She moved slowly, leisurely and he just let himself lay back to enjoy the sensations she was arousing in him. After a while though, he began to miss her mouth on his and he gently tugged on her hair to direct her back to his lips, their tongues dancing over each other once again.
"Evie..." he sighed as they broke apart, his hands moving to the knot at her nightdress, plucking teasingly at it.
Oh, she wanted him to take it off. To lay together, skin upon skin in the most intimate level she knew possible. She moved her lips on his, a long wave of hair falling from her shoulder to brush his chest.
"Yes Rick?" she whispered as she moved closer to him.
"I want to feel you," he murmured, finally unfastening the knot at her waist and sliding the robe off her shoulders. He kissed her again, toying with the straps of her gown before moving his palm down to cup one of her breasts.
"Is that good?" he whispered, gently nibbling her earlobe.
"Everything you do is wonderful."
Her hands were finding the buckle of his pants and she took her time in unfastening it. Her mind was heavy with him and the sense of his fingers running over her breast. She could feel him through his pants, hard and needy. She let her fingers just lay here and she found that even these clothes were too much in the way of their passion.
"Oh, Rick...Rick..."
"Evie..." he moaned at the feel of her cupping him through his pants. He wanted more and deciding to move things along more quickly, he released her breast and pulled at her nightgown.
"Lift up," he said, motioning for her to lift her arms so that he could remove the thin garment from her body, so that he could touch her skin, so much softer than silk.
She did so, lifting her arms into the air and sighing deeply. Oh, this was going to feel good. Once free of the material, she was only wearing her panties but she didn't care about those yet.
"Rick, what if Alex needs us?" she wondered as her lips neared his for another kiss.
"He's sleeping isn't he?" Rick asked, meeting her lips for a brief kiss. He smiled again at the thought of his son and rubbed his nose against hers. "Every day I look at him and all I see is you," he chuckled, kissing her again. "He drives me crazy sometimes but God help me, I love him so much."
His smile widened at the memory that came to mind. "Remember that night when Alex was born? God, it must have been terrible for you with both Johnathan and me running around like headless chickens!"
She smiled as she thought back to that.
"And right as I needed to push him free of my body, you stopped panicking and wrapped your arms around me and whispered words of undying love."
She kissed his nose, then ran one hand over his bare chest, deep within the thoughts of the past.
"Yeah well, at least I was good for something," he laughed, kissing her again.
He shifted their positions until she was lying on her back beneath him and he began kissing the hollow of her throat, knowing how she would react.
His lips travelled to the side of her slender neck to suckle the soft pale skin there, leaving behind a faint red mark before moving his lips down to her chest.
She cooed softly at his touch, breathing heavier as his lips reached her breast. She arched her back up to meet him, letting him take more of the soft flesh into his mouth. She tugged at his pants and undid the zipper, pulling out that painful erection of her husbands, leaving him bare atop her other than the barrier of her own thin panties.
"Want another child Rick?" she whispered to him.
"I'll give you fifty children if it means doing this all the time," he groaned at the feel of his wife's soft hand gently stroking his penis. His eyes were closed but when he opened them, he could see that she had been serious about the kid thing.
He smiled at her, saying, "I would love to have another child with you." He nuzzled her breast lightly before continuing. "I remember being quite fond of your bump when you were carrying Alex inside of you."
"I was a whale," she told him softly, pulling one hand back to push down her underwear and throw them aside. They were unneeded at this time.
She ran her leg up that of his own, letting him feel the heat that burned within her body, beckoning him inside her as she let her head fall back on the pillow.
"You were beautiful," he told her firmly as he prepared to enter her. "You *are* beautiful." And with that, he thrust his hips until he was buried deep inside of her wet warmth. They both groaned in unison as he began to build up a rhythm. "You're beautiful Evie," he insisted, loving the way she gripped his cock inside her body, so hot and tight and wet...
He filled her every crevice and she had to gasp out when she felt him enter her body, to do what she had never allowed another man to do. She moved her hips with his in the rhythm so needing, feeling her body take him in and out of her, slow and steady and then faster, her head tossing from side to side.
"Evie, look at me," he gasped, changing the angle of his thrusts as he stared down at her. Her fingers were pressed into his back and he envied her touching him. His arms braced his weight on either side of her head as they moved together.
He kissed her closed eyelids, wanting her to open them so that he could gaze into them, so that he could express his love for her and the joy at their connection.
She opened her eyes slowly, dark circles revealing the passion she felt in her heart and in her mind.
"Rick, it feels so good."
Her lips hardly moved though as her eyes stayed open and watched him. They widened as he slid along inside, touching and soothing her and pleasuring her to no end.
He answered the soft cries she made with small noises of his own as their bodies rocked together in the rhythm of their love. He gazed down at her, eyes full of love for her and he bent his head, brushing her lips with his own.
He was surprised when he felt the tears spill from his eyes when he pulled back to see the adoration in her gaze and again, it hit him of how he'd almost lost her.
"I love you Evie," he said softly, almost choking on his love for this woman who was his whole life.
"I love you," she whispered and held him close to her, her legs wrapping round his waist to hold him closer to her, deeper inside of her and it was more powerful than anything could have been. They hadn't done this in a few weeks and getting back to it was full of rich rewards. Feeling him move inside of her, her hands gripping his back and praying that this would never end, that she would never not become one with this man. He was her soul.
Her fingertips reached up to brush aside his tears.
"Darling," she whispered and wrapped her legs tighter around him.
"Evie," he sighed as her legs tightened around him. He was so close and he could feel that she was too as he began to speed up his movements before he went rigid in her arms as he spilled his seed inside of her, calling out her name and his love for her.
She cried out softly as she'd learned to control their cries so that their son wouldn't wake up and wonder about his parents.
Dark curls stuck with sweat along her forehead and her lips were wet as she licked them, trying to calm down as she unwrapped her legs. She didn't want him to leave her body. Her eyes stared at him, almost begging him to stay inside of her.
He could tell that she didn't want to lose the closeness between them but he was also afraid to rest his full weight upon her for fear that he would crush her. So he hooked his arms aroubd her and rolled so that he lay flat on his back with her cuddled on his chest. Rick smoothed her hair tenderly as he attempted to slow his breathing and all was quiet until he started chuckling.
She closed her eyes, just resting and enjoying the presence of thim within her body. She questioned his chuckling though, exhausted by their exertions as she looked at him in puzzlement. She squirmed a bit with him deep inside of her.
"Want to let me in on what's so funny?"
Rick saw the confused expression of his wife and this only made his smile widen until he let her in on what he had been thinking.
"Oh, nothing...Just wondering what Alex's reaction will be when he hears that he'll be getting a new baby brother or sister."
She gave him a wide smile, her lips showing off her perfect teeth, her eyes glowing.
"Rick darling, we don't know for sure that I am pregnant yet. I may not be."
She brushed his lips with hers.
"Hmmm," he replied, returning the kiss. "I'm sure Johnathan will be pleased to hear that there might be another kid on the way."
He smiled broadly and nuzzled her nose with his.
"But I think we should...y'know...keep trying until we're sure that you are pregnant," he told her, his smile stretching into a boyish grin. "After all, that can take a while, but I'm sure we can use that time constructively. What do you say?"
She smiled and pressed her nose against his, cuddling him closely. She moved her hips a bit and regetfully let him slip out of her. She groaned softly as she did that, she tended to get a wave of cold emptiness every time they parted, like she had lost a part of herself.
"I say we can have a thousand children if I can try that with you."
He whimpered regretfully as he slipped out of her, suddenly feeling cold and bereft and his arms tightened around her reflexively.
"A thousand children?" he said mock-thoughtfully. "I do like the idea of that and I like the idea of the practise that we'll get when we're making a thousand children."
He laughed again as he stroked her hair.
"So, Rick, you really want another child."
She wanted to know to make sure. After all, Alex had been quite the little trouble maker as a baby and child. She couldn't help but question it, she just wanted to make sure. She felt so very fertile and she ached to be pregnant again.
Rick could sense the serious tone of Evie's words so he decided to stop joking around and reply to her sincerely.
"Evelyn, look at me. There is nothing more I would love than to have another child with you. I love you so much Evie. You and Alex are the most important people in my life but I'm sure that there'll be room for anothe child. I know there will," he said decisively. "God, I was so knocked off my feet when I found put you were pregnant with Alex."
He smiled at the memory that came back to him.
"Do you know how nervous I was when I told you?" she said, smiling her own little smile at him and brushing a strand of hair out of his eyes as she bent down for a kiss. "I didn't know how you would take it, it happened so fast."
"Yeah, but remember how I reacted?" he laughed. "Grabbing you and twirling you around in the doctor's office yelling, 'I'm gonna be a dad!'"
She smiled and held him closer.
"I would like a baby girl this time, what do you think? Would you like a daughter?"
She sighed and lay her head against his chest.
"A little girl sounds wonderful," he replied honestly, resting his chin on her head. "A tiny miniature Evie running round the place." He smiled at the thought. "And she's gonna look just like you when you were young."
A tiny knock came to the door and the sound of crying followed the soft tapping.
"Alex?" sid Rick worriedly. He glanced at Evie before stumbling out of bed, pulling on his pants before opening the door to see his son standing there.
"Alex, what's wrong?"
She held the blanket tight around her as she watched her son in concern. She loved the way Rick spoke to him when he was frightened and it soothed her.
"Mum was dead again...She died again. Dad, I want mum," Alex whimpered. He was still very young and in need of his mother's warmth and he'd had to grow up fast out in the desert.
"Mum's right here," Rick told Alex, scooping him up into his arms. "She's right here in bed."
He carried his son over to where Evie lay with the blanket wrapped around her and set Alex down on the bed. He stroked his son's hair soothingly, feeling for him as the bad dream that he'd had. God knew he'd had enough of them before. Losing Evie terrified him and the memories of Ahm Shere came flooding back.
"Mum's here," he repeated, for his son's reassurance as much as for his own.
She wrapped her arms around her darling boy and kissed his hair. She smoothed down the blonde locks and held him close.
"I'm not dead darling, I'm not dead," she whispered, reaching out one hand to grasp her husband.
He tok the hand she held out to him and sat down on the bed, Alex inbetween them. This felt so right, the three of them together like this. Alex and Evie were the only people that mattered to him and he wanted them both to be happy. He wanted to take away his son's pain and the awful memories of the past few days.
It took him a while to calm down and relax in his parent's hold but he was finally resting and closing his eyes as he curled between them and soon fell fast asleep.
"Oh Rick, I love him so much," she mumbled and rested against her husband as she cradled her son. She kissed his forehead. "I think he's asleep. Should we put him back to bed?"
"I think maybe we should let him stay here tonight in case he has any more nightmares," said Rick. "I want to be there for him."
"I saw hoping you would suggest that. Can you get my nightgown, the one with the thin straps? I need to put something on if I am to sleep with him here," she sighed softly as she lay her son on the pillow next to her.
Rick let go of her hand reluctantly and rose off the bed to get his wife's nightgown. He opened the chest of drawers and pulled out the gown that she had requested. Sensing the downturn in her mood, he held the gown up to his chest, grinning as he attempted to model it, shaking his leg mischeviously.
"Do I look big in this?" he teased as he walked over to the bed and handed it to her.
"Oh Rick, you are terrible. Soon I'll be a whale and I'll look big in everything."
She sighed and climbed from the bed in a seductive manner, turning towards her husband and letting her figure be illuminated by the moonlight. Alex was a dead sleeper, she wasn't worried about waking him.
"Yeah, but I liked you as a whale," he told her, taking her in his arms and bringing her close. "I loved your bump when you were carrying Alex."
He dropped to his knees and pressed a kiss to her belly, nuzzling it until he tilted his head to gaze up at her lovingly.
"Oh, Rick," she whispered. Her gown was dropped to the floor as she lay her hands in his hair and let him kiss her stomach. She loved it when he did that.
"Darling, keep that up and I am going to want to make love to you again," she said as she closed her eyes, running her fingers through his hair.
"Hmm, are you sure that's wise with Alex in the room?" he teased, loving the feel of her slender hands in his hair. "Or maybe we could settle this matter elsewhere..."
"You know Alex can sleep through thunderstorms," she said. It didn't look as if she'd be needing the nightgown any more. She smiled down at him and let her hands run over his neck. His kisses on her stomach were driving her crazy.
He got to his feet, much to her surprise and without giving her time to react, he scooped her up into his arms, holding her close to his bare chest.
"Maybe we should move this party along," he murmured seductively, carrying her off into the walk-in bathroom and kicking the door shut behind him. He bent his head down to Evie's, his lips brushing hers before asking her, "now, where were we?"
"I think you were kissing my stomach and working around this way and that," she murmured invitingly. She ran her hands along his chest and neck, kissing him back with renewed vigour and leaning against the wall. She knew she would never tire of this with him.
"Oh yeah. Now I remember."
He set her down gently and as soon as her feet touched the floor, he knelt before her once again, placing open-mouthed kisses to her belly, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. "Like this?"
"Oh, yes Rick," she mumbled, loving the sensations he was giving her, the excitement that he arose within her body being that close to her sensitive areas. She leaned her head back against the wall, her hands tightening in his hair and she moaned softly.
He smiled upon hearing the soft sounds coming from her throat, moving one hand from her hip to the inside of her thigh, stroking the soft skin there, knowing she wanted his fingers a little higher.
"And like this?" he whispered, tipping his head back in order to gaze up at her.
She moaned in reply. Her knees were trembling with need and she whispered out to him softly, her cheeks blushing. She was so wraught with desire that she actually spoke her own wants.
"Rick, I want your lips on me."
She moaned again and moved her own fingers to push inside of her, moving herself along.
Rick groaned at the sight of his wife pleasuring herself in front of him and involuntarily, one of his hands snaked its way to his crotch, rubbing over the bulge in his pants. He gasped, trying to regain control instead of acting like a horny little school kid. He pulled her hand away, telling her, "maybe I should take care of this," before sucking her fingers into his mouth, licking away the juices that coated her slim digits.
She could feel the warmth of his tongue slipping over her fingers, moving them from the heat of her insides to the warmth of his mouth and her very fingers felt as sensitive as could be. She ached to be touched again and she could feel his breath so close to her body as she slipped her fingers from his lips back inside herself, letting her thumb brush over her clit, her fingers thrusting into her deep, wet warmth. She cried out, closing her eyes, not paying attention to the fact that she was pleasuring herself in front of him.
He watched intently as she touched herself, aching to do the job for her, but unwilling to do anything but stare as his gorgeous, sexy wife masturbated right in fron of him.
He rose up a little from where he was kneeling so that he could reach up and grasp her breasts, running his fingers over her rock-hard nipples.
"How does it feel, Evie?" he rasped, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and suckling hard.
"Oh Rick, it feels wonderful," she moaned and closed her eyes, pushing her fingers deeper inside herself, stroking every place that she had learned throughout her life that felt good; a soft brush here, a push against that, everything in perfect form. But she wanted more and she gave a meek cry as she spoke to him.
"Rick, would you do anything for me right now?"
"You know I would," he whispered, his lips travelling over the valley between her breasts before sucking her other nipple into his moouth, his cheeks hollowing with effort.
"What is it that you want, baby?"
"Kiss me there. I want to feel your lips against me," Evie whispered, hoping that it wasn't too much of a request. She sighed softly, thrusting her fingers harder and faster, feeling the passion growing inside her.
"Your wish is my command," he murmured, kissing his way down her torso. He tugged at her hand, pulling her fingers out and, before she had time to protest, he eased two fingers of his own up inside her, feeling how wet and hot she was. He gasped out when she clenched her muscles round his fingers and pumped her roughly for a few seconds, enjoying the soft mewling sounds she made before kissing the juncture of her thighs. His mouth searched for her clit and he latched onto it, sucking hard.
She gasped out loudly and her knees buckled, about ready to give up on her. She moaned and tossed her head at the feeling of his lips wrapped around her clit and she felt sure she was going to collapse. Her body was terrifed that he would stop kissing her there if she moved.
"Rick...oh God, you're amazing," she squeaked out through clenched teeth, arching her hips into his face.
He moaned in way of reply, not letting up on his assault on her senses for a moment. He could tell that she was close by the way she bucked her hips shamelessly against him and how she had begun moaning almost continuously. He eased another finger into her vagina, thrusting rhythmically while continuing to suck hard on her throbbing clit.
"Rick, I can't take much more..."
Her legs were shaking at this point and she cried out as she felt her knees buckle. Her orgasm was hard and fast and she crumpled against him, literally falling on him as she moaned in undeniable pleasure and felt the heat of his body against hers.
He cradled her in his arms, whispering soothing words to her as she came down from her high. He stroked her back gently for a while, shifting them both so that he was now sitting on the floor with her in his lap. He couldn't contain the groan that slipped out of him when she moved against his erection though, still trapped within the confines of his damn pants.
Once she had come down a little, she took notice of his erection underneath his pants. They had a very equal relationship and she moved from his lap, pushing him down on the floor and crawling between his legs. She undid the zipper, pulling off his pants and leaning forward to take his penis into her mouth.
He moaned long and deep when he felt her lips wrap round his cock and his eyes fell closed, his face contorting with pleasure. He gasped out for breath, his hands finding her shoulders and moving up into her hair, not to guide her, just needing to touch her somehow, his fingers tangling in the soft strands as her mouth did unbelievable things to him.
She ran her tongue around him, circling the tip and tasting the pre-cum that had settled there. She could feel him harden in her mouth and she let out her own little cries as she watched him feel pleasured. It did wild things to her own senses and she sucked him harder, running her mouth sloppily all over his cock.
His moans grew louder when she focused her attention on the sensitive tip of his cock and he forced his eyes open so that he could watch her. He was babbling now, nonsense words falling from his lips, mixed with her name occaisionally.
"Oh God, Evie...mmm, yeah...'sgood."
She didn't want him to come yet, she wanted him deep inside of her when he did that. They were trying to get her pregnant after all but she kept up with her sucking, pulling back to talk to him for only a second.
"Honey, tell me when you want to be inside of me. We are trying to get me pregnant remember," and she smiled at him, wrapping her lips around him once more.
"Now...would be a...good time," he panted, tugging on her hair to let her know he was close. He cried out pitifully when his cock left her mouth but then pulled her up against his body, positioning her hips over his straining erection before pushing up into her, filling her with one long thrust. He called out her name, eyes almost rolling back into his head with pleasure at the feel of her hot, tight walls clenching around his cock.
Lucky for him that she was even hotter deep within her folds, burning with desire for him and she gasped out herself, feeling her pleasure increase once again as she longed to keep him inside her. She rolled her hips with him, her hair making a dark curtain around her head.
"Oh God Evie..." he moaned as their bodies joined over and over again. His hands were on her hips, slamming her down with every upward thrust of his own and he had to quieten himself when he remembered that his son was sleeping peacefully in the next room.
She had to contain her own cries as she neared her climax and just kept pulling him deeper and deeper inside of her, whimpering when he couldn't go any further. She leaned forward, pressing her lips to his shoulder as she voiced her passion.
His hands moved up to cup her face and brought her lips to his, kissing her sloppily, groaning into her mouth. He had been close to coming ever since she wrapped that gorgeous mouth of hers around his cock, but he wanted to send her over the edge first.
"Are you close Evie?" he panted when he broke the kiss, gasping for air.
She couldn't respond much, save for muffling her voice against his lips to try and contain herself so that she didn't wake Alex. She pushed herself against him, tightening her muscles around his cock and holding him embedded deep within her.
He cried out when he felt her inner muscles contract around him, gripping him even tighter and he felt like he would pass out with the sheer pleasure of it. He buried his face in the side of her neck, biting the soft skin gently before licking it soothingly. He could sense that she needed that little bit more and his hand pushed its way between their bodies, down to the place where they were joined and he ground his fingers hard over her clit.
She screeched out, unable to hold back anymore when she felt him push against her clit and she crumpled into ecstasy, holding on hard and gripping him more tightly than ever before as she contracted around him. She closed her eyes; she felt sure that she would burst and she smashed her mouth against his.
Rick groaned loudly into her mouth when he felt her inner muscles spasming round him and it was all he needed to push him over the edge. He pulled back from her lips to call out her name as he bucked up into her, spilling his juices inside of her. Then he was quiet for a while, his body still trembling in the aftermath of his orgasm as he held her tightly to him, sighing in contentment.
Evie was breathing heavily and her body shook as she lay against him, another marvellous attempt at getting her pregnant. She held him close; after all the orgasms she'd experienced that night, she was feeling quiet tired and she just held him close to her, running her fingers lazily over him.
His hands traced patterns on the smooth skin of her back as he nuzzled her hair.
"As much as we seem to have developed a thing for bathroom floors, may I suggest that we move along back to bed?" he chuckled, just enjoying the feel of her warm body so close to his own.
"Yes, I don't think it would be a good idea for Alex to accidentally find us here."
She sighed in regret as she stood up, swaying slightly. Her body was still not entirely functioning after the powerful climax they had just experienced.
Rick followed her, groaning as his sore muscles protested the activity and he staggered out of the bathroom behind her. He stooped down to pick up his wife's long-forgotten nightgown and handed it over to her before tottering off to grab a pair of boxer shorts from the chest of drawers.
She let him pull the nightgown over her head and she moved Alex to one side of the bed, curling up into the middle space. Nothing was going to stop he from sleeping snugly on her husbands' chest tonight.
He climbed into bed beside her, sighing as his back met the cool sheets of the bed. He reached out for her, arranging things so that she was curled up on his chest and he held her close, kissing her forehead.
"It's a good thing Alex can sleep through thunderstorms," he joked as he smoothed down her hair. "We had quite a bit of fun tonight."
"Yes, but then again, he hasn't exactly stopped us before." Evie smiled and placed a couple of lazy kisses on his chest as she smoothed his hair back, just enjoying the presence of him. She yawned softly as she felt sleep nearing her. "Rick, I fought through heaven to get back to you and I never for a second doubted that I made the wrong choice. You are my life, my heart, my very soul."
He choked up hearing her words, feeling a single tear slip down his cheek.
"Evie, you're everything to me," he said, arms tightening around her. "I don't know what I would have done without you. I love you so much."
"I hope that we created life tonight Rick, because in this moment, I don't think I could possibly love you anymore than I do." She sighed and let her fingers brush away the tear that fell from his eye.
"I hope we did too," he told her, kissing her tenderly. What better way of fighting the memory of death than creating new life. He glanced over at the other life they had created, his son who was sleeping blissfully at his side.
She smiled and turned his chin to kiss him.
"We've done good so far Rick." She lay her head back down on his chest, almost drifting off to sleep. "We've done good so far."
"We have indeed," he mumured in agreement as he placed one final kiss to her forehead before closing his eyes to join his wife and his son in slumber land