Frozen Holidays 1& 2 Eudorus and Zelus (15 page)

He woke up to a pair of moist lips kissing
his neck. His cock was fully aroused and ready to sink into
anything hot and wet that didn’t get away first. He groaned with
rampant need and lifted his mate to carry her to their bed. The
baby cried.
Oh, shit!
Wasn’t that just his luck, or maybe
the price of a nap. He set his mate down and went to see to the
baby. Joy looked up at him and held up her hands. “Zels”, she
called him. Someday, he hoped it would be daddy.

He changed her diaper, gave her a juice cup,
and set her in her playpen with her favorite toys. She could play
happily for hours. She had started having play dates with some of
the other children, usually in a group. There were half a dozen
children between the ages of two and five that were in Joy’s play
group. Parents took turns hosting and they had a playdate every
other day. Em and he had taken a turn just yesterday. Sierra had
put in a wonderful playground for the children with sections of age
appropriate toys for any age group.

He and Em had argued about his taking care
of Joy. He had insisted that they both worked and he
would
help with the baby. Em just wasn’t use to having the help, but she
was adjusting. It was an argument he had won, she won most of the
others. She was stubborn, more so than even a god.

Joy was settled and happy so he turned to
his mate. It was time to get back to what they’d been doing. He
grabbed her hand and pulled her back to their bedroom. Em had
decorated the room with some input from other mates. They had
accepted her with open arms but he doubted she ever thought about
the females she socialized with most as being exclusively mates.
They considered her his even if she didn’t know it yet. And they
should because she was his.

They laughed as they slipped into the
bedroom like two naughty kids escaping their parents instead of two
usually responsible parents escaping their toddler for a romantic
tryst. He held her off the ground and twirled her around in a
circle. She made him so happy and he loved to hear her laugh. He
set her down and kissed her hungrily as he started to remove her
clothing aggressively. He even heard a rip and he flinched hoping
it wasn’t one of her favorite blouses.

“Sh, it’s okay. I was tired of this blouse,
anyway.”

He nuzzled her neck as he reflected on how
different things had been between them than he had expected. Her
scent washed over him, musky and a light floral scent she had
started wearing recently. It was soft and barely there so it didn’t
interfere with her own personal feminine scent. He could drown in
her smell and love every minute of it. He picked her up tossing her
on the bed so she bounced. She seemed to enjoy aggressive moves
like that. As she watched him intently, he began to undress for
her. He unbuttoned his shirt, deliberately, one button at a time.
When it was open, he ran his hands over his chest and down his
abdomen keeping his eyes on her.

It pleased him that she wanted him
passionately. He moved his hands back crossing them to pull his
shirt off his shoulders slowly until it slid down his arms and off
to lie on the floor. He swiveled his hips around as his hands made
a trek back down his chest and abdomen coming to rest on the button
of his jeans. He undid it and then oh so slowly unzipped them. She
licked her lips, and slid closer to him. She got up on her hands
and knees. Her movements were slow and deliberate as she reached
out with one hand and reached into his underwear.

She pulled out his engorged cock holding it
as if it were a prize. Her greedy fingers squeezed his girth as she
tugged him in closer where she could reach him with ease. Her
tongue slid out until it touch the head of his cock and encircled
the rim. He shuddered with pure pleasure and hoped she’d sink it
inside her mouth. Almost as if she heard him ask, she did just that
sinking his hard length down to the back of her throat. His body
jerked even though he tried to hold still. He was blissed out from
the hot wet pleasure her mouth was surrounding him with. She
hollowed her cheeks as she pulled her lips tight around the base of
his cock and slid slowly back up it. She leaned against him as her
other hands found his big balls and cupped and massaged them adding
another level of mind numbing rapture.

She continued her assault on his senses
moving up and down on his cock until he groaned helplessly. He was
so close to filling her mouth with his salty cum that it would take
little to send him over. She squeezed his balls and he screamed her
name as ropes of hot cum shot into her mouth. He didn’t think she
could take it all in but she did and cleaned his cock of every
drop. She leaned back with a smile as she licked her lips to make
sure she got it all. She looked so sexy that he felt his cock jerk
with interest.

He pushed her down onto her back. “My turn,
Sweetheart.”

He started with her breasts. They weren’t
big or small but just right. They filled his hands or his mouth as
he played with them. He held one in his hand and put the other to
his mouth where he sucked hard until he felt her writhe below him.
He switched nipples attacking this one as aggressively as the last.
He moved one hand to her thighs and slipped a finger into her
pussy. It was soaking wet and ready for anything, just like he
loved it. He kissed and nipped his way down to taste her honey. He
enjoyed her flavor and right now there was plenty to taste. He
continued to finger fuck her but once his mouth was down there, he
gave her a good tongue lashing too.

“Oh, Em, you taste so fucking good. My
favorite dessert and it’s all mine.” She shivered and moaned. He
knew she loved it when he talked dirty to her. The filthier, the
hotter and wetter she would get. “Such a pretty pussy, so hot and
tight,” he crooned.

He circled her clit and sucked the nub into
his mouth. He scraped it lightly with his teeth and did it all as
he pounded his finger into her grasping sheath. His tongue moved
faster and he added a finger. It was all over when he nipped her
clit and she screamed as she came jerking and bucking crazy with
pleasure. She lay there panting fighting to catch her breath. Zelus
felt a big sense of masculine satisfaction as he watched his female
recover from her trip to heaven.

He crawled onto the bed wrapping his arms
around her and rolled them over so she was on top. “Ride me, Baby!”
he encouraged her.

She wrapped her hand around his cock and
guided the tip to her pussy. She slowly sank down on him with a
sigh of pleasure. She began to rock and roll from side to side
undulating her hips. The feeling of being immersed inside her hot
wet depths was indescribable. Her channel nearly choked him, she
was so tight. She rode him like a rented mule as her body tensed
and reached for completion. He wanted to cum inside her so badly he
could hardly wait.

He reached forward grabbing her hips to help
lift her up and down. He arched as she dropped sinking his cock so
deep into her heat. He felt a tingle and he feared he wouldn’t last
as long as he needed to. He moved one hand between them searching
for the little nubbin of pleasure. He found it and pulled it
lightly, she moaned and tensed. He pulled it again and she came
with a yell. Her channel contracted around him pulling his release
from him as well.

It wasn’t a moment too soon as he heard Joy
cry from the living room. “I’ll check on her, Em.” Zelus pulled on
a pair of short lying nearby and hurried out to the living room.
Joy held her hands up to him.

“Zeel,” she said getting a little closer to
his name.

“Are you hungry, Baby?”

“Hungy,” she said nodding her head.

He carried her to the kitchen and put her in
her high chair. He got her a cup of milk and rummaged around in the
fridge. He gave her some crackers and cheese while he thought about
what to cook for lunch. Usually they ate at the cafeteria, but this
was one of the days they had off. Mates usually had the same days
off unless something serious came up. Most gods worked four ten
hour days so the could have three days off each week. When sent
into the outer world for a mission, gods often got four or more
days off when they returned depending on how long the mission
was.

He hated to admit it and didn’t have a clue
how to talk to Em about it, but he had gotten a taste for missions
and wanted to go on more. He didn’t think Em would like it and he
didn’t want to miss out on time with Joy. What was a god to do? He
pulled out what he needed and made them sandwiches. Joy sat chewing
on hers but she wasn’t really hungry. The snack had been all she’d
needed. Em came into the kitchen and sat down across from him.

“Oh, great. I’m starving and you made
sandwiches.” She always seemed so surprised when he did anything
for her.

“I told you that I want to take care of
you,” Zelus growled. The female just didn’t get it.

“I know and you have. Tell me what’s been
bothering you?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Just tell me Zelus. I don’t want secrets
between us. What is bothering you?”

“I-I thought about going on a mission once
in a while. I just wasn’t sure how you’d feel about that.”

“I would never stop you from doing what you
want. I really have no say in what you do anyway.”

“Female, you are getting on my last nerve.
You are my mate, do you understand? You have every say in what I
do.”

“Your mate? You never said that. I thought
we were just shacked up together for now.”

“I can’t believe that you don’t see what I
feel for you.”

“Sometimes women need to be told so they’re
sure they’re not just seeing what they want to see.”

“You want me to love you?”

“Leave it to a man to only hear that
part.”

“I heard the rest too. I want you and Joy to
be my family. I love you, Em. I have from the moment I heard you on
the phone even though I thought I must be crazy.”

“Crazy to love me?”

“No, crazy to fall for just a voice on the
phone.”

“Sounds crazy to me too,” she said with a
giggle.

“So what’s this about going on
missions?”

“I just want to go once in a while. I want
to free my brothers and find more children like Joy if there’re out
there.”

“And what about me?”

“What about you?” he asked confused.

“Will I be on these missions?”

“Well, someone has to stay with Joy.”

She arched her brow at him. “Excuse me? This
place is full of people who beg to babysit. Say you’d worry about
me, but don’t blame it on Joy.”

“I would worry about you. I’d die if I lost
either of you.”

“What if we lost you?”

“My part in the missions would be
communications. My risk is very low. I wouldn’t go in until the
place was under our control. I would get everything from the
computers that we can use. I might stay at a hotel room and keep
track of everyone else. I wouldn’t be the one doing the
fighting.”

“That makes me feel better. I want you to be
happy, Zelus, but I need you to be safe.”

“If you don’t want me to go, I’ll stay with
you. It’s all in your hands.”

“I love that you’re not afraid to give me
power in our relationship. We’ll take things one mission at a
time.”

Zelus was thrilled that now Em had
acknowledged they were mates and she had agreed to let him go on
missions. Things were almost perfect and Christmas was around the
corner. He had a very personal Christmas Eve planned for just him
and Em.

Epilogue

Christmas music played and the smell of
sweet and delicious baked treats wafted through the apartment. A
small tree stood in the corner of the room adorned with lights and
antique Christmas decorations, each unique and with its own story.
Candles shed a romantic light in the room and added their
scents-vanilla, sugar plum, and Christmas spice- to the other
delightful scents flowing through the room.

Zelus and Em had just finished a wonderful
meal that he had cooked for her followed by a dessert he had made.
He had worked hard to learn the skills needed to seduce her
completely. If food was the way to a man’s heart than gourmet food
and chocolate cheesecake was the way to a female’s heart. Now that
he’d fed her, they sat on the couch with her draped over him and he
handed her a glass of wine.

“What’s this on the glass? Is it a wine
glass charm?”

“Not exactly. Why don’t you take it off and
look closer at it?”

“Okay, it looks like …a ring…is it? Oh, my
God? Zelus?”

“Yes, I want you to marry me, Em. Be my wife
and stay with me forever. You and Joy are already my life.”

“Yes, Zelus. I’ll marry you.” He pulled her
tighter against him and kissed her with all the love and passion he
had inside. He was sure this would be the happiest day of his
life.

He slid his hands under her sweater
unsnapping her bra and palming her breasts. They filled his hands
so perfectly, so full and just a touch extra. They were so
sensitive too, must be the wine. She moaned and urged him on as she
worked on undoing his jeans. She slid her hands into his underwear
grabbing his cock and stroking it.

“Let’s undress,” he suggested because his
cock was cramped in his pants and needed to be free.

They stood and stripped in seconds both
anxious to be naked and in each others arms. He pulled her back
into his embrace then lifted her up and carried her to the back of
the couch. He pushed her over it so she was bent over.

“You’ve got such a great ass, Em. I can’t
wait to pound into you with those soft ass cheeks cushioning my
thrusts.” He felt her shiver and could smell her rising desire. She
always responded to his nasty mouth and he loved it. He rubbed her
ass and then he reached his hand between her legs and pressed in
one finger. “You are so slick that I can’t wait to slide right
in.”