Natasha's Awakening (60 page)

Abandoning her breasts, Eric began to move the vibrator down skirting around her stomach and curved it in towards her inner thighs, until finally Natasha felt it touch her swollen clitoris. As soon as the vibration brushed over her sensitive nub, her hips rose off the bed as pleasure shot through her. “Open your legs, wide.” Eric’s voice was husky and she did as he asked, spreading her legs as far as she comfortably could.

He moved the vibrator between them, teasing her damp entrance with the head of the Rabbit. Slowly, he began to push it into her and Natasha’s delicate tissues easily parted to give it smooth access into her. The vibration set all her nerve endings tingling and she gasped when finally he pushed it all the way in and rotated it until the tickler on the side pressed against her throbbing clitoris.

Gently, Eric moved it in and out of her body. Each time he pushed it hard up against her cervix, the tickler vibrated through her swollen, sensitive nub and Natasha gasped, her hands fisting alongside of her. Eric was unrelenting with his assault on her body, dropping his head to suck one of her nipples into his mouth and with his lips around her straining nipple and the Rabbit teasing her between her legs, she felt her orgasm rapidly building as it became a sensory overload for her.

She began to thrash her head from side to side on the pillow and Natasha’s body tensed, her hips rising off the bed as she felt her climax just about to hit, but suddenly the vibrator fell silent and stopped moving between her legs. Natasha cried out with frustration, bucking, frantically straining towards the vibrator as she tried to reach the peak of pleasure which had just been denied her.

“Eric, please.” She cried her eyes pleading with him as she met his intense blue eyes that burned brightly with his desire.

“Soon baby,” he assured her, “it will be so much better, you’ll see.” And the vibrator started up again, immediately bringing Natasha back to full arousal.

Again with the Rabbit between her legs, and Eric’s lips around her nipple sucking hard, Natasha quickly teetered on the brink of orgasm. Her back arched and her hips gyrated as the vibrator drove her crazy with the pressure on her cervix and the constant vibration through her clitoris driving her higher and higher with pleasure.

Just when her orgasm was about to hit and her gasps turned to cries, the vibrator stopped again and Natasha cried out with frustration. “Eric.” She gasped. “Please, please, no more.” She cried tears squeezing from the corners of her eyes.

“Just trust me baby.” He said and turned the vibrator back on.

Again Eric built her up, the vibrator sliding freely through the juices that started to trickle from her, running down the crease of her buttocks and she heard his low groan. He pressed the tickler up against her clitoris and Natasha’s hips bucked as the pleasure shooting through her body was almost too much to bear. It had become a fine line between pleasure and pain for her and she writhed and twisted as she tried to move away from the torment of the vibrator and yet ached for more from it. She wanted the climax that Eric kept denying her.

Natasha felt Eric’s lips close over her nipple again and she flinched. Her body was highly sensitized after his constant build up and let down. The pressure building inside her was becoming almost too much to bear and she thrashed around, crying out. “Come baby, come for me. I want you to come for me now.” He ordered quietly and with one more twist of the vibrator, Natasha’s orgasm hit. She screamed as pleasure so intense speared through her that all she could see were flashes of white light behind her tightly closed eyelids. Her hips rose off the bed, her feet pressed hard against the bed as she bucked and writhed, her screams piercing the room, over and over again until finally she collapsed on the bed, totally spent, her body boneless. Natasha’s heart beat so frantically in her chest, it almost hurt, and her breathing was tortured as she gasped for air.

When she could finally open her eyes, Eric was watching her with a mix of arousal and love in his gaze. “Fuck baby that was amazing. You’re amazing. I nearly came just watching you.” He growled, bending to kiss her. “Now it’s my turn.” He whispered. “Get on your knees.”

Eric sat back on his heels while he waited for Natasha to do as he asked and once she was on all fours, her buttocks tilted up, her glistening wet lips on display for him, she felt him move up behind her and she could feel his engorged penis against her dripping entrance.

His hands dug into her hips, holding her still and with one lunge, Eric buried his hard, thick penis deep into her. Natasha cried out when her highly sensitized tissues were forced a part again by his rough invasion of her body and she fluttered and clenched around him in reaction.

Slowly he began to move, thrusting deep into her, his hands holding her hips steady. Each time Eric plunged into her and hit her cervix, Natasha gasped, shockwaves of pleasure shooting out from her core and she could feel another orgasm rapidly climbing.

She pushed back wiggling her hips against Eric and he groaned, slamming into her. “Fuck.” He moaned when her muscles closed around him tightly. “Dammit baby, I’m not going to last very long if you don’t stop doing that.” He ground out bending over her to nip lightly at the soft skin on her shoulder.

He paused for a moment and Natasha could feel him twitching deep inside her. She wiggled again and he swore. He dug his fingers hard into her hips and pulled back until he was nearly out of her before ramming back in again, forcing a shocked gasp from her lips. “FUCK.” Eric roared and the last fragile hold on his control was gone. He began to slam into her hard and fast, his balls slapping against Natasha’s buttocks. His fingers dug painfully into her hips as he dragged her back against him with every thrust and as he rammed against her cervix with every surge of his hips, her pleasure increased.

Just as her orgasm exploded through her body and she cried out, Natasha’s inner muscles clenched and grabbed along Eric’s shaft as intense pleasure radiated through her. She heard him shout her name just before she felt the warm spurts of his release pumping into her. He dropped over her back, one arm going under her stomach to hold her against him while his other arm braced himself alongside of her on the bed. Natasha could feel him shaking violently along her back and his breath rasped harshly against her ear as he struggled to draw air into his heaving lungs.

Slowly she sank to the bed, with Eric following her and as she dropped onto her side since she couldn’t lie on her stomach anymore, somehow he stayed with her, pressed up against her back as Natasha lay there, gasping for air. He was still buried inside her and with every twitch and jerk of his penis, her muscles closed around him, milking him. He groaned, his grip tightening around her stomach and just at that moment, they both felt their babies give violent kicks as they jostled for position inside Natasha’s womb.

They both laughed when they felt the movements of their son and daughter and Eric kissed Natasha’s neck, grazing his teeth over her smooth skin. “I think we woke them up.” He chuckled. Using the palm of his hand, he began to caress her stomach, stopping each time he felt the movements through her skin of their babies. “They really are awake now baby, aren’t they?” Eric’s voice held amusement.

Natasha rolled over onto her back, gasping when one little foot kicked out against her ribs. “Ouch.” She winced when it happened again. “Someone wants to give me bruised ribs.” She complained. “That has to be your son.” She said.

“You know we really need to come up with names for these two.” Eric propped himself up on one elbow to look at Natasha. “We can’t keep calling them ‘the babies’ or our ‘son and daughter’ forever you know.”

“Do you have any names you like?” Natasha asked Eric. “Have you given it any thought?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know baby. Who would have thought trying to come up with names would be so hard. I don’t have anyone I’d like them named after and much as I love Maggie and Alice, I wouldn’t name our daughter after them.”

Natasha nodded. “I can understand that but my Mother is Kathryn and my Father was Nathan, so I don’t think you’d want to name our son and daughter after them.”

“Is that how you became Natasha baby, with your Father being Nathan?” Eric asked.

“I think so. It was the closest to Nathan for a girl’s name I guess.” Suddenly she laughed. “We could call our daughter Erica. That’s the female version of your name.” Natasha tilted her head to one side as she stared at him. “You know, the more I think about it, the more I like that name for a girl. What do you think?”

“You would want our daughter to have the female version of my name?” Eric looked surprised and Natasha felt that little tug at her heart at his expression. He still had moments where his lack of faith in himself showed through. That doubt that he was good enough, worthy of being loved.

Natasha slipped her hand into the hair at the back of his neck and pulled him down to her. “I think it’s the perfect name for our little girl Eric and she will be very lucky to share your name. Well, the female version anyway.” She said before touching her lips to his.

“I think our son should carry your Father’s name baby. He was a good man to both you and your Mother, that’s obvious from the way you’ve both spoken of him, but how about we call him Nathaniel?” Eric suggested.

“Really?” Natasha asked. “You would be happy to do that?”

Eric dropped a kiss on her parted lips. “Of course baby. You’re giving me the gift of our daughter carrying the female version of my name. So why would I not consider it just as great a gift for our son to carry the name from a man who was such an influence in your life and an honorable husband and Father?”

At Eric’s words, Natasha felt tears prick her eyes. She couldn’t believe her luck sometimes that she was marrying such an amazing man. He saw the tears shimmering in her eyes and a look of concern came over his face. “What’s wrong baby?” He asked and Natasha smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek.

“There’s nothing wrong Eric. I just wonder sometimes how I got so lucky.” She said.

Eric frowned. “Lucky about what?” He asked.

“I’m lucky that I have you Eric. I love you so much, I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” Natasha said.

“You’ll never have to find out baby. I told you once my ring went on your finger, there was no backing out. You are mine, I’ll never let you go.”

Eric bent his head and kissed her. His lips moved over hers, unhurried, gentle, loving and Natasha pushed her hands through his hair, holding him close. Finally he pulled back breaking the kiss, his eyes moving over her face, his love for her blazing in their blue depths.

Suddenly Natasha remembered the wedding band she’d bought for him. She scrambled to get up off the bed, conscious of Eric watching her every move which wasn’t very graceful when her swollen belly kept getting in her way. Finally she stumbled to her feet and when she looked back, he was watching her with amusement.

“Don’t you dare say anything.” She warned him and Eric struggled to keep the grin off his face, as he held his hands up in surrender.

“I wasn’t going to say anything.” He said. He watched her walk over to the entertainment cabinet that was set up under the wall mounted flat screen TV and picked up the small bag that contained the box with the wedding band.

Nervously Natasha walked back to Eric, not even noticing the way his eyes moved over her body. She climbed back onto the bed and put the bag down between them. His eyes dropped to it and the look he gave her when he raised his eyes was questioning.

“I bought this for you today Eric and I’m not sure if you’ll want to wear it. I know not all men do wear them but I’m hoping you will, but I…” Natasha’s nervous babble died when Eric picked up the bag and pulled out the small jewellery box. He opened the lid and stared down at the ring, not saying anything for a few moments.

“It’s ok Eric, you don’t have to wear it. I can take it back.” She started to say but Eric took the ring out and slipped it onto his finger.

“You want me to wear a wedding band obviously.” He looked up at Natasha, “Why would you think I wouldn’t want to wear one?” He asked.

“I don’t know. We hadn’t discussed it but I saw this today and I wanted to get it for you. You don’t have to wear a wedding band if you don’t want to Eric. I know not all men do.”

“I know I don’t have to wear it baby, but the point is, you want me to wear it don’t you otherwise you wouldn’t have bought it.” Eric cupped Natasha’s cheek. “I’m happy to wear it baby. Anything that makes you happy is important to me.” He told her.

“It probably sounds silly but I want everyone to know you’re taken Eric. You have to know the way women are around you and I want them to see that you’re definitely not available.”

Eric’s responded by kissing her. “That’s not silly baby. I am yours and I’m happy for everyone to know that.” Eric twisted the ring on his finger.

Natasha was pleased to see that it fit him too so one less thing to worry about leading up to their wedding. “We need to discuss what we’re doing for our honeymoon. Are we going anywhere?” Natasha asked.

Eric groaned, “You have five weeks until the babies are born after we get married baby. I’m terrified about you going anywhere too far from medical help.”

“Five weeks Eric, still gives us plenty of time. I’d love to be able to go to Tasmania but I know you won’t let me fly there.” Natasha laughed when Eric’s face looked horrified at her comment. “But you know where I would like to go?”

He gave her a questioning look. “Where baby?”

Natasha took a deep breath, unsure what he would say about where she wanted to go. “I want to go back to the hotel, where we first got together. It’s like the beginning of our relationship and if we go there then we’ve gone full circle.” Natasha’s worried eyes met Eric’s.

“If that’s what you’d like to do baby, then that’s what we will do. I agree, it’s fitting for us to go there, given that’s where it all began for us. We can’t stay too long though. I’m not taking any risks with you or our babies Natasha.”

She couldn’t help but laugh at Eric’s face. “You worry too much. Nothing’s going to happen and even if it did, think about it Eric. The hotel is right in the middle of Sydney. Getting medical assistance isn’t going to be a problem. It’s not like we’re going to be in the middle of nowhere and you’ll end up having to deliver our son and daughter yourself.”