Page 153 of Uprising

She nods, putting her hand on top of mine, joining in with how I’m manipulating her body so deliciously.

“And if you want another, if you want more, then it will be my children you grow fat with.” I state.

“Only yours.” She says breathlessly.

“My Rose.” I grow. “My woman to love, my woman to touch. And nobody else’s.”

“Yours.” She says kicking out, writhing, splashing water everywhere as she topples over.

As soon as she comes I pull her hips up, slide myself into her with her back pressed into my chest. She moans as my full length spreads her wide and her muscles shift to accommodate me.

“So fucking perfect.” I say.

She grabs my hand, puts it back on her clit and, as if my fingers were a toy, she uses them to tease herself. “He would do this too.” She states. “He would try to make me come, only he doesn’t know my body like you do.”

I smile, thrusting into her sending the water cascading over the sides once more. I can still feel the after effects of her orgasm, I can feel the way she’s clenching around my cock.

“That’s because your body was made for me Rose.” I state. “Nobody knows your body like I do. Nobody understands how to pleasure you like I do.”

“I’ve never come for anyone else.” She says. “Even when I was pretending, even when I forced myself to for him, it was you I was thinking of, you I was imagining.”

Her tears slide down her cheeks. I kiss them away. Every last one.

“I’ve never loved anyone but you.” I reply. “I’ve never needed anyone the way I need you Rose.”

She puts my other hand on her stomach, where once she was swollen with our child. “If you want more children then…” She begins.

I crash my lips into her mouth silencing those words. I’ve seen enough from her reactions to know that’s a trauma point, a trigger.

When I pull apart I rest my head against the side of hers.

“One day.” I say. “When you want to. If you want to. And only if you want to.”

She leans into me, rolls her hips, gyrates, as I bring us both back to climax.

Roman

The scream rips through the house. Even with the size it is. Even with us being here, in the orangery and Sofia being right at the other end.

Rose’s eyes widen. Lara drops the colouring pen that’s been staining her fingers bright pink from where it’s leaking.

“Sofia.” Rose says like I don’t know.

I spring to my feet just as Ben does the same but when I get to the door I freeze looking back at my daughter.

“Shall we go outside?” Rose says already understanding exactly where my head is at. “Shall we play with the snow a bit?”

“But,” Lara frowns. “Aunty Sofia is upset.”

“It’s okay baby. She’ll be okay. Daddy is going to go check on her.”

“Can I…”

Rose shakes her head gently pulling her from the chair. “Let’s go outside for a bit. Let’s see if we can build an even bigger snowman than last time.

I don’t wait to watch, I race through the house, up the stairs, along the corridor that feels like it’s going on forever and when I get into her bedroom I freeze.

Ben is already there. Stood. Staring at Sofia.