A storm raged inside of my body as electrical currents and burning flames met exploded and a cascade of my milky nectar coated his thick cock.
He began to moan, and then his body shook and his shaft began to throb. He held me pressed against him, his rod buried deep inside of me as he shot load after load of cum into my womb.
When he was finished, I collapsed against him. He simply wrapped his arms around me, and held on as we slept.
8
Damian
Waking up with Ember in my arms was something that I could get used to. The flames of desire were definitely still burning for both of us. Before the army, she was all I wanted. My life was consumed with her. Now, I liked the idea that she was a part of my life. `I guessed that I had to grow up a little to realize that when someone or something consumed your life it was unhealthy. Life had to be a balance between many different goals, dreams, people, activities, and all the other things that made a well rounded life.
I stared at the ceiling wondering what Ember was hiding from me. Even though we hadn’t been together for all these years, I could still tell when she had secrets. She would never be a good poker player. She had too many tell tale signs. She might as well made up a cardboard advertisement that said, “I have a secret.”
To be fair, she did tell me several times that we needed to talk about something. However, it seemed that every time we were alone together, we ended up making love. I would admit that I was the one who initiated that. As well as her intelligence and her generous soul, I have always loved her full figured body, with her curves, large breasts, and nice round butt.
I had thought about her a lot over the years. I started to reach out to her several times, but stopped because I thought that too much time had gone by. She might have a family that I could be interfering with. Or it might have been that I was just afraid of rejection.
What if I had stayed behind instead of going with Lucian to the war? What if we had been married as we planned?
I stopped myself from going further down this dead end road. The fact was that I am a firm believer in the idea that all things happen for a reason. I wouldn’t be the man I was today if I hadn’t been selected for the special forces. I wouldn’t be able to make a difference in the lives of others like I was doing now. Since we started the security company, we rescued Elise from Iranian terrorists and saved some kids from human traffickers and arrested the monsters who hurt them.
Ember’s life would have been vastly different, as well, and so would have all of these kids’ lives. We had to go down the paths we took. Perhaps, once this conflict was over, our paths would intersect – permanently.
The alarm went off, and Ember’s eyes flew open. She groaned. Apparently, she wasn’t ready to wake up.
She looked over at me and smiled. I loved how her smile reached her green eyes. Ember kissed my nose, sighed, and began to untangle herself from my arms and legs that had wrapped around her like octopus tentacles.
Without a word, she dragged herself into the bathroom for her morning shower. Time to get the day started.
The kids protested a little when Ember informed them that it was time to start their lessons. However, one stern look, and they gathered their dishes, did their morning chores, and grabbed their books. The kids were broken up into reading levels, and there were three other staff members who worked with the kids on their reading. Then, it was math, then science, and then social studies.
After lunch, the kids were allowed to have their free time. They could go outside and play, read books, do art projects, or whatever they wanted. Today, they all decided to work on the murals that would grace the barn.
A dark cloud blew over, and the children’s happiness was killed when a state car drove onto the farm. Very few people ever came out to the farm, according to Ember, and when they did, it usually wasn’t for a good reason. This was even truer lately because of Alan Duggers persistent harassment.
Everyone gathered around Ember. As usual, Rose stood on one side of Ember and Magnar stood on the other side. These kids were definitely protective of Ember. They weren’t about to let anyone hurt her or harass her.
The woman gathered her purse and a folder and stepped out of the car. Her eyes widened behind her large framed glasses as she saw the kids surrounding Ember, and the four of us standing behind them. Her bun had become loose during the drive, and she nervously brushed some hair out of her face. She searched the crowd, laying eyes on each one of us.
She stood straight, trying to make herself look strong and confident. Finally, she spoke, her voice squeaking from her nervousness. “I need to speak with Ember Tompkins.”
“That’s me,” Ember said. “Who are you?”
“I’m Allison Jones from Child Protective Services. We’ve had a number of complaints from concerned citizens saying that they have heard really strange noises coming from here, including screaming and yelling.”
Ember groaned, put the palm of her hand to her forehead, and said, “I wasn’t expecting this tactic.”
“What do you mean, Ma’am,” Allison asked.
“When you drove in, did you see any houses close to my farm?”
“No, Ma’am, I didn’t.”
“So, if there is no one around, how could people hear strange sounds coming from here?”
“What are you getting at?” Allison asked.
Ember sighed heavily. “A developer, by the name of Alan Duggers, has been trying to get me to sell my farm to him. He has harassed me, threatened me, burned down my barn, and destroyed one of their vehicles.” She pointed to us, as she said the last. “He calls me constantly, and threatens me every day. I knew he wouldn’t stop because I hired a security company,” again she points to us. “But I didn’t think he would stoop this low.”