Athena P.O.V.
"Fred, for the thousand time, you don't have to apologize." I said.
"But if I knew-"
"Fred enough." I said sternly this time.
"Fuck I missed this bitch so much. I'm so glad you're back. The paperwork was driving me insane, and so was Dean." Fred said.
I looked to my side and saw Dean looking out of the window. Something is not right, he seems distant, more quiet than usual, maybe he changed while I was gone.
"You'll return to your position right?" Fred asked.
"Can't handle being the boss?" I mocked.
"Nope definitely not."
"Then I'll return to being the boss, you my second and Dean my third." I stated.
"We never had a third." Fred said.
"We do now." I said, I took Dean's hand and intertwined our fingers, he looked at me and gave me a small smile.
I got closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder, his head turned to me and he kissed the top of my head.
"I'm sorry Dean." I whispered.
"For what?"
"For not remembering any number to call and tell you I was somewhat okay." I said.
"Athena is not your fault, you're here now, that's all that matters. How's your hip?" He asked me, I looked at his eyes and saw love and lust.
"The doctor said to take long baths and do circular movements." I said with a grin on my face. He got even closer to me, his lips brushed my ear while he talked.
"When we get home, let's steal all the snacks from the kitchen and stay the next two days in the room. What do you say?" He asked. My pussy started throbbing with anticipation.
This new confidence of him is so arousing, not to mention that he's changed, he looks bigger, and the fucking suit is so fucking hot.
"I say that's the best thing I heard all night." I said, and I noticed the car pulling over in front of the Rossi's house.
We got inside, our hands always together, Isabella and the others were on the stairs going to their rooms.
"Isabella I'm going to rob your kitchen, please don't bother us for the next few days." I said, she chuckled but nodded.
We both went to the kitchen and grabbed what we could, from drinks to chips, cookies, and gummies, and went upstairs to where Dean was staying. The idea was to get in, watch a movie while cuddling but once the door was closed all those thoughts were gone. We looked at each other, we let everything we had in our arms fall and I literally jumped him.
My hands and legs wrapped around him, he walked until I felt my back against the wall, his lips never separating from mine, we were so deep in the kiss, his hands holding me by my ass, my hands running through his hair.
"Fuck I missed you so fucking much." I said, our lips barely touched.
"Me too." He said and we kissed again, I could feel how much he loved me, how much he missed me through the kiss.
He started kissing my jaw and going down, my hands were undressing him when o took his shirt off I could see how much more muscular he got, I traced my fingers through some bruises and looked at him worried.
"Training." He said and kept kissing my neck his hand went to my ribs and he pulled the zip down, in a blink of an eye we were both just in our underwear and I was now laid in bed with Dean on top of me, he took off my bra and threw it somewhere in the room.
His mouth found my nipples and he sucked on it making me moan, fuck I want him and I want him now.
"Dean." I said but it came out more like a moan.
"Dean." I said louder and he looked at me.
"Yes?"
"I want you." I said.
"I want you too." He said and started kissing me again.
"No, Dean I want you now. Fuck the foreplay." I said and he chuckled. He got out of me, went to his wallet, and took a condom, he rolled it down his dick while I took my panties off.
"Come on." I whined.
"Patience baby." He said crawling on top of me. I don't have patience. When he was on top of me I wrapped my legs around him, pulled him close to me, and turned us around so I was now straddling him.
"I don't have patience." I said, I grabbed his dick and positioned it on my entrance, slowly I started going down and down until all of him was inside of me. He grunted in pleasure and that only made me more horny. His hands went to my waist and I started moving up and down.
At that moment we forgot everything and everyone, if I was in any pain I couldn't feel it. All I felt was pleasure, a pleasure so good I didn't want it to end. We made love again and again and again, when we finally went to sleep the sun was already coming out.
That's how we passed the next two days, we really didn't come out of the room, we made love on all the surfaces of the room and bathroom, we watched movies, ate our snacks, and talked about what he has been doing in the three weeks I was gone.
Now we are leaving the room, he got a text and his body tensed and his face went blank.
"So when does it born?" Isabella asked when we got downstairs.
"Not any time soon." I said.
"I'm going to talk with the boys." Dean said, he gave me a kiss on the forehead and walked away.
"Someone is in a bad mood." Isabella said.
"He wasn't a few minutes ago." I mumbled.
"Don't worry, maybe it's because you had to leave the room." She said.
"Maybe. Anyway, I should go too, we have to talk about the Irish."
"Just talk to me a little longer. How did you meet him? Don't worry about the Irish they thought that they were winning because of your death, now that you are back they have to change their plans."
She said, so I stayed there a bit longer telling her my story with Dean.
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