Mated To An Enemy

During the two weeks that Galen had stayed in Winter after their wedding, he and Bell had found their comfort and joy in each other.

It had taken several days of talking and playing ‘special’ games. But Bell had found herself finally able to remove the wall that she had built around herself. Or at the very least, the wall had been extended to allow enough room for Galen.

Once they had found their rhythm, Bell had found new and delicious ways to tease and torture her husband.

She often called him to get him worked up when she knew he was occupied in a way that wouldn’t allow him to ‘take care of it’. In return, when Galen was able to come home, he made sure to satisfy all of her needs.

They had barely entered their home when he grabbed her by the waist and forced her back against the door gently as he controlled her movement.

Galen’s lips fell hot on her throat, kissing and nibbling as his hands made their way under her shirt to massage and grope at her breasts. Barely begun and already he had chased her moans from her throat.

He expertly freed her breasts from her restrictive bra, his warm hands covered them, drawing a shudder from her lips as her already erect nipples were grazed by his palms.

He lifted her shirt just over her breasts, and his lips abandoned her throat as he got down on his knees before her. Taking her nipple into his warm, wet mouth, Bell moaned out as his tongue twirled and flicked over it. Teasing and stimulating her until the ache in her core grew, and she had dug the nails of one hand into his shoulder while the other was gripping his hair.

She held his head in place while pressing her shoulders back against the door and involuntarily arching her back. Galen recognized his wife’s needs immediately.

While he continued to suck and bite on her breast, his hand moved lower and unbuttoned her pants. He loosened them from her hips and then gently grazed her nipple with his teeth, causing her to arch back and roll her hips forward, making it easier for him to pull her pants down entirely off her.

Galen’s hands moved back up her legs and over her thighs, reaching the edge of her panties, he made quick work of removing them so that nothing stood between him and his ultimate goal.

Bell was taking short, gasping breaths as the anticipation and pleasure were building within her. She let out soft whimpers, and he felt the small movements of her hips toward him.

Galen pulled away from her breast with one last nip that sent a jolt through her, forcing a whimper and a moan.

He gently pushed her legs apart and inhaled her musky scent as he positioned his mouth between her legs. Next, Galen moved his hand above her mound, using his thumb to gently stroke her clit until Bell took short quick breaths. Then, he used his fingers to spread her lips before leaning in and tasting her.

Bell gasped and whimpered, as his tongue twirled and lapped at her center. Her hand was back in his hair, gripping it roughly as he moved his thumb over the sensitive spot while his tongue teased her further.

Galen lifted her leg onto his shoulder to give him better access. He moved his free hand to grab her ass firmly and pushed her forward, sealing her against his mouth.

Bell cried out as his tongue began to dart in and out at her opening. His thumb still tracing tiny circles at her clit. She was starting to feel the mounting pressure reaching its end. She moaned and whimpered. She pushed her head back against the door and bit down against her lower lip as she rocked her hips against his mouth.

Bell’s body rippled and quivered with pleasure as she reached her climax. She cried out without reservation as she held him firmly against her as he continued to lap up her juices until she pushed him away as it became too much.

He always did this to her, he always made her feel so good, so many times. This was why she teased him. Why she couldn’t get enough of him, because even in her thoughts, everything he did to her brought her to this point, every time.

She took heavy breaths and leaned back against the door with her eyes closed as her legs shook from the intensity of her orgasm. He pulled her hands up to his shoulders, and then his own warm hands reached for her thighs.

He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She felt the tip of his arousal rubbing against her still very sensitive and wet core. Bell sucked on her lower lip as jolts of pleasure shot through her body with even the slightest touch.

Galen gently rolled his hips, pushing softly against her. Bell let out a whimper as he teased her.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice low and thick.

“For you? Always…” Bell purred.

Galen let out a low growl and could hold back no more. Bell cried out as Galen thrust himself inside of her. He held her firmly against the door as he moved against her. Bell gasped and moaned, pulling him closer to her and moving her hips with him.

Together their passion grew and grew until it overcame them both. Then, after catching their breath, it overcame them again on the couch, in the kitchen, and finally in the bedroom.

A few hours later, Bell woke up to soft kisses on her shoulder as she lay naked, as the little spoon in Galen’s arms.

“Sorry, Tiger. I’m going to need a couple more hours before I am ready to go again,” she said groggily.

Galen laughed softly. His hot breath against her throat sent a not unwelcome feeling through her system.

‘Maybe just one…’ she smiled to herself.

“It’s ok. I wasn’t looking for that right now, I’m happy to give it,” he said, pulling her closer and letting her feel his fully erect cock against her backside. “But I’m not in a rush.”

“Mmhmm,” she replied.

Galen chuckled and then sighed.

“I don’t want to return to Summer,” he whispered. Resting his chin against her shoulder.

Bell opened her eyes, swallowing down the strong sense of loss she always felt when he had to go back. Instead, she hugged his arms at her waist.

“We still have one more day,” she replied. “Let’s not think about it.”

Galen sighed, he let her go, rolling onto his back and staring up at the ceiling.

“I have never liked leaving you, but it’s different now,” he said. “What if you need me?”

Bell turned herself over to look at him.

“I always need you,” she said sweetly.

Galen turned his head and smiled lovingly.

“You know what I mean.”

Bell nodded.

“I know you want to be here; I want you here. But you need to be there. You need to do everything you can to stop or control this war,” Bell said. “We have a few months before he or she arrives, these early months, there isn’t much for you to do anyway.”

Galen sighed.

“What about after he or she arrives?” Galen asked, looking at her thoughtfully. “I don’t want to be away from either of you.”

Bell gave him a loving smile.

“That’s something we can talk about later,” she said.

“Bell, we need to–”

Bell moved on top of him.

“Galen,” she said, leaning down and rubbing the tip of her nose against his playfully. “I don’t need a couple more hours.”

Galen knew she was using sex to avoid the conversation. But he also knew she wasn’t ready to have it.

She was right they had time before the decision about their living arrangements needed to be made. But, for now, every moment they had together needed to be savored.

With a low growl and a grin, Galen took hold of her and rolled her onto her back.