The following morning, Jordan groaned as he sat up in bed. Rubbing his shoulder, he cracked his neck. "How Grogek manages to recover from these bouts, I will never know."
Elunara giggled. "Usually, he just takes it out on his trainees. But these days..." She sat up behind him, her belly pushing into his back, as she massaged his back and shoulders, pouring her healing energy into him.
His groans changed tone and his eyes rolled up. "That's the ticket."
Kissing his shoulder, she grinned. "We could go again."
"Ahh, my dick is begging for a reprieve."
"Poor baby. I could kiss it and make it better."
"Well, maybe just once."
A small knock on the door had them both wincing. Jordan grabbed his blanket and put it over his crotch. Elunara opened the door. "Mommy, can we go see daddy now?" Emaline was already dressed.
"Of course, little sweet. Let me get dressed." Elunara closed the door behind her and went to the big room. Grogek and Tulani watched her walk in. Susan had apparently already gone to deal with her children. Elunara got dressed. "I'll be back tonight." She winked.
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Together, Elunara and Emaline made their way into the Keep. Varian was sitting in his throne, chin propped up on his fist. Elunara and Varian's eyes met, and she saw the deep sorrow within. Without breaking eye contact, she marched over to him, straddled his lap, and grabbed his chin. Pulling his face to hers, she laid her lips on his whisper soft. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands going up the back of her shirt. She pressed in deeper and took control of his mouth, dancing and teasing. Slipping her tongue into his mouth, she tangled their tongues, before tracing his teeth. In and out she darted her tongue, while his hands explored her back and butt.
A cough did not intrude on their thoughts as they devoured one another. Elunara slid her arms back around his neck and crushed her fingers into his hair. The cough was louder, more insistent, but still they ignored it. Varian's finger slid down the crack of her ass, and she rocked her hips. Both of his hands were now on her ass, squeezing and massaging.
"Do you really want to do this here?"
Varian broke free of Elunara's mouth. "Go away, Greymane." He recaptured Elunara's mouth with his own.
"You do realize your daughter is watching."
Rolling his eyes, Varian broke away from Elunara's mouth again. "She's seen her parents kiss."
"I highly doubt that is where you two are going with this."
Elunara grinned at Varian. "He's got a point."
"Fine." Varian grabbed Elunara and stood up. He carried her into the bedroom and closed the door with his foot. Sitting Elunara gently on the bed, he let his armor crash to the floor where it may. His hands found her cheeks and his mouth returned to hers.
Trailing down her neck, his fingers brushed against her skin, down to her shirt, they brushed the tops of her breasts. Still, he travelled down further, his hands cupping her belly, as they continued to devour each other. He broke the contact and knelt in front of her. Taking off her shirt, he kissed her large belly. Moving next to the pants, he pulled these off with agonizing slowness. She leaned back and propped her hands on the bed. Reaching under her belly, he stroked his fingers through those wet folds beneath. Sliding in his fingers, he stroked deep within, as he used the back of his hand to stroke the inside of her thigh. Pumping his fingers in and out, he ran his lips up and down her thigh, sucking and licking. She groaned and tried to reach for his head.
He switched legs and worked his way down to her ankle. He tormented her skin with his mouth and tongue, tracing patterns and swirls as she gasped and grabbed at him. When she was dripping down his hand, he stood up and guided himself into those waiting folds. She lifted her hands, and he took them, holding on to her hands as he rocked his hips in and out, careful, and slow. He thrust in deep, slipping and sliding in that wet heat, as her insides sucked at him. Little by little, he increased his pace, working her slowly and fully, before giving into to his own torment. She cried his name as her heels dug into his ass.
Bending down, he brushed his lips against her belly. She giggled. "That kind of tickles."
"Oh, does it?" He repeated the motion while she wiggled.
"Bad!"
He grinned at her. "I like tormenting my goddess."
"You seem in better spirits." She grinned back.
"Just a little. My wife tends to know what I need."
Brushing her fingers on his cheek, she smiled. "Good." She struggled to sit up. He grabbed her hands and helped her. "Emaline wants to learn to fight."
"She does, does she?" He murmured.
Elunara sighed and rubbed her belly. "She still takes the blame not offered."
"Then let her join the juniors. Children who want to defend themselves, should be able to."
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she laid her head on his chest. "Good, 'cause I already told her she could."
They walked out of the bedroom, hand in hand. Emaline ran up to them and wrapped her arms around Varian's waist. "I love you, daddy."
Varian scooped her up and put her on his hip. "I hear you want to join the junior fighters."
"I want to be strong, daddy." She laid her head on his chest.
"And that's what you'll do, my dear."
"Come on, little sweet, let's go buy you some pants."
Varian sat Emaline down.
"Alright, mommy."
After a trip to the tailor, the pair went to Jerry and Louis. They waved at her and met her halfway there. "Any news?"
She shook her head. "Anyway, I'm here to make a special request."
"You don't ask us for favors very often."
"I want you to train Emaline to join the juniors."
"But..."
"I know the juniors don't take new kids until they're eleven, but we have an extenuating circumstance. I'd like for you to train her personally, until I can. Then when I'm back in shape to train her, I'll take over until she is eleven and can join officially."
Louis looked at Jerry. "We did the same for Ralphie, and he's better for it. And Elunara doesn't ask us for favors."
Jerry nodded. "We can start right now."
Elunara gave Emaline a little push. "Don't worry, little sweet, the Generals are the best at what they do. You'll be strong enough to fight with me in no time."
"Yes, mommy."
"Meanwhile, how's everything going with you two? I guess I should say three, since you have Ralphie now."
"Ralphie is one of our strongest fighters now." The pride in Jerry's voice was evident.
"He asks about his grandma a lot." Louis's smile was sad. "He wants to come visit you, and fight for you, but we've told him you've been very busy."
"He's free to come up to the Keep whenever he wants. But he's too young to fight for us."
"Other than that, things are good. Mom would be up at the Keep every day to wail at you, but we've convinced her that it would do more harm than good." Jerry shook his head.
"You are a blessing." Elunara rolled her eyes. "How are they, other than that?"
"Good! Mom's just blossomed since she married Lucy."
"I'm glad. Well, take care of my little girl. I'm going to go checking up on everyone else in my family."
After Elunara left, Jerry turned to Louis. "You notice it too?"
Louis eyed Emaline examining the staves on the rack. He turned back to Jerry and lowered his voice. "I hate knowing Elunara is capable of crying."
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