Maidens & Killers

Reunion

     There’s a small part of my brain that thought I had imagined what it was like to be with Garrick in bed, but it was quickly put to rest as I bounce off the mattress and lay on the bed trying to catch my breath from my first orgasm. The man barely touched me and I came harder than I have by myself in months. Before I can fully catch my breath my husband is crawling up my body from the end of the bed. 

     “I’ve missed this so much, Maeve.” He whispers as he makes my way up my body, peppering it with kisses as he goes. “I’ve missed your taste,” He says as he licks a line of sweat up my thigh causing me to moan shockingly loud. “I’ve missed the noises that you make.” Garrick winks at me as he pulls my panties the rest of the way down and buries his face into my core. 

    I’m pretty sure all of Riorson house knows exactly what Garrick is doing and how good he is at it, because despite my modest nature I cannot stay quiet for anything. “Garrick! God! Yes!” I all but scream as he hits the most perfect rhythm with his mouth and tongue between my legs. 

“MMMMMMm.” Garrick moans as I feel myself let go for a second time in a short span of time. If I could pick anyway to die, this would be high up on the list, I think as I come down from my intense orgasm. 

     Garrick crawls the rest of the way up my body until we are nose to nose at this point. “I love you Killer, do you know that?” 

I nod my head in response and somehow find the energy to whisper, “I love you too.” 

“Good.” Garrick says with a firm nod of his head. “Now, that we got that out of the way, I am about to fuck you like I hate you.” 

I burst out laughing at his statement, but my laughter ends in a gasp when I am unceremoniously flipped over and my legs are yanked until I am on all fours. I hear more than see Garrick unzip and pull down his leathers before I feel his heavy weight at my entrance. My back naturally arches as though my body knows exactly what is about to happen and Garrick slams into me like a Lego piece finally clicking in place.  He’s not kidding about fucking me like he hates me, I am clinging to the wall in front me to keep my head from slamming into it. God it feels good though. I let my husband take out every bit of his anger over the last few months apart on my quivering vagina and another orgasm fast approaches. 

“Garrick!” I yell as I feel my knees begin to shake and weaken from the incoming third orgasm. Garrick must read me well though, because he is right there with a hand wrapping around me holding me up to his chest as my body finally gives out. I hear Garrick scream out and feel him follow me to bliss and we both slam down onto the bed. Always the gentleman, my husband makes sure to roll so that I am on top of him and not squished between his hulking body and the bed. 

“I’m never letting you go again.” Garrick whispers as he pulls me onto his sweaty chest and kisses the top of my head. “Never, do you hear me? I will kill anyone who tries to take you away again. I won’t survive it.” 

“I’m right here.” I say stroking his chest. “I’m not going anywhere.” 

     I try not to fall asleep but the adrenaline and the sex have worn me out and I must pass out at some point. When I wake, Garrick’s eyes are closed and his breathing beneath my head is deep and calm. I guess we were both exhausted. I watch him in silence, the best that I can from this angle. I am so lucky to have found him, I still sometimes can’t believe it. That THE Garrick Tavis, wanted ME. I must be thinking too hard because Garrick’s eyes slowly open and he smiles at me, one of those special smiles that he reserves just for when we are alone. 

“You okay, killer?” Garrick asks, rubbing his hand up and down my exposed back. 

“How could I not be?” I ask him and squeeze my arms as tightly as I can around his big body. 

Garrick bites his lip and looks up at the ceiling like he is thinking about something. “You know how Xaden said we’re going to reach out to the families? Well, I’ve already written to my sister. I’ve been writing to her all year in fact. She’s coming here.”

My eyes fly open, “She is?” 

Garrick nods, “Yeah. Even if they say no to the other families, Xaden promised me he and I would go get her tomorrow night. She’s placed with a family not too far over the border. We have to move fast before Navarre leadership tries to take her as some sort of collateral.”

    I hadn’t put a lot of thought into what was going to happen to the people that we left behind, and now I see why Xaden was fighting so hard to get the families brought to Aretia now. 

“I’m bringing this up because I want to know where your head is at with your family.” Garrick tells me. 

“Oh God, my sisters. You don’t think they would hurt them, like they did Violet do you?” I ask. 

“No.” Garrick answers, “Violet was a special case because they knew that she had information, something they know that your sisters do not. Plus, whether I like the man or not, your father’s position and how far north they live should keep them safe. But if you want them here, any of them, I will personally make sure that it happens.”

    I am quiet for a few minutes before I answer, “As much as I want to see them, and have them with me, are they safer where they are now? What kind of big sister would I be if I pull them into this fight?”

Garrick nods and scratches his chin, “For now, I agree with you. They are safer up north on your family's lands then they would be here in Aretia.”

The thought of leaving my younger sisters even a moment longer under my father’s care, breaks my heart, but I know that Garrick and I are right. Bringing them to Aretia right now would literally be bringing them into a war. 

“How long will you be gone to get your sister?” I ask Garrick as I trail my fingers up and down his hard stomach muscles. 

“Should only take a few hours. We’re meeting her in the town next to the one she lives in to avoid any problems.” Garrick replies, though his eyes are turning darker as I run my fingers up and down him. 

I bite my lip and give my husband my most mischievous smile, “And when do you have to leave again?” 

Garrick doesn’t bother answering me with words, he just scoops me up and flops me onto the bed so that he is on top of me once again. My favorite place for him to be.