At the call of the moon

She saw Keith’s body again. Nia’s. Then Jake, his distorted grin that he’d had even in death, his scarred features. There was blood everywhere . The dead pursued her, resented her and her child, harassing her, harassing her without ever stopping. She was running, her hands clutching her stomach, but she ended up tripping over a root and falling face down. Her head bleeding, she tried to get up, without success. She continued to drag herself along the floor, and they eventually caught up to her, circling her. She cowered in a scream as the ghosts of the past rushed at her.

– Lexa! Lexa, sweetheart, it’s alright! Everything is fine !

Carter hugged the young woman to him, trying to calm the frantic beating of her heart. Her eyes were wide open, her amber pupils wide with terror. He hugged her a little tighter, whispering against her hair:

– it was only a dream, just a dream . everything is fine. I promise you , everything is fine…Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Gradually, she calmed down, her breathing returning to a normal rhythm. They remained entwined like this for a few hours, until Lexa stood up on her elbows, leaning on the young man’s chest, and kissed him. The kiss was soft and light at first, but soon it became much more fiery and passionate. He broke the kiss, gazing into hers. She nodded slowly, without interrupting their gaze. That was the kick-off: he swooped down on her mouth, kissing her, taking her, possessing her. Their tongues intertwined, their teeth chattering, their lips were hungry, never satisfied. The young man’s hands made their way under his companion’s nightgown, along those alluring curves, which belonged completely to him, to him and to him alone. She arched under him, letting out moans. Goddess, how he loved her sensitivity.

– Haaa!

Lexa slid her hands down his back, scraping the skin from her fingernails already transforming into claws , making him growl and sending waves of desire down his crotch. This one began to swell and stand up, stretching the fabric of his boxers. The scrap of fabric flashed away as Lexa stood up, letting her nightgown slide to the floor with a soft rustle, revealing her naked body. Fuck ! Even pregnant, she remained beautiful, and her body, sexy. He moved towards her, burning to touch her, but she stopped him with a wave of her hand. fluidly, she rose to her knees and took him into her mouth, locking her gaze on his.

– Holy shit, Lexa!

He threw his head back, a gasp coming out of his throat. She sucked so hard that her cheeks cupped, and he grabbed her hair. Seeing her like that, naked, on her knees and his cock in her mouth almost made him cum immediately. Just before exploding, He picked her up and made her lie down on the bed with her legs apart. he ran his fingers over the inside of her thighs, and the young woman shivered. He toyed with her a little more before slipping two of his fingers inside her. She arched her back again, swooning with pleasure and relief.

– Haaa Haaa HAAA! Still ! AGAIN !

He began a strong movement back and forth, enjoying her squeaks and moans. It wasn’t just sex, it was a way of reassuring oneself, of living together, of belonging, completely and in the purest of ways. Sensing her close to orgasm, he accelerated the movement, and she came in a cry. He licked his fingers, planting his gaze in the amber eyes of his companion, and, without giving her time to catch her breath, he inserted himself inside her. Lexa roared at the smell and clawed at his back, sending a dose of dopamine into his system. He was already so aroused that he feared to come after a single thrust, but he managed to contain himself, and a few minutes later, they exploded together, stars in their eyes. They were lying side by side on the bed, panting but happy and fulfilled, when the young woman started laughing, still hovering on her little post-orgasmic cloud:

– I love sports in the morning!

Carter frowned and put his hand on her baby bump, saying in a worried voice:

– I’m not sure it’s a good idea to do such… physically demanding activities.

She sat up suddenly, outraged.

– I’m not made of sugar, Carter! I am quite capable of cashing in!

He shook his head, chuckling. She slapped him softly on the arm, unable to resist laughing back.