"Go back to sleep, sweetheart. I just came up to take a quick shower before I help wrap things up downstairs," he partially lied.
He had come up for a shower, but only so that he didn't scare little Jessica with his appearance. She was already frightened enough and didn't need to see her grandfather covered in blood on top of everything else tonight, especially since most of the blood belonged to her father. With that in mind he moved towards the bathroom, hoping that Madison hadn't picked up on that little fact, but of course nothing got past his wife's senses.
"Where is he?" she demanded, suddenly fully awake as she struggled to climb out of bed.
With a soft curse he crossed the room and helped her to her feet, but even his assistance didn't stop her from wobbling under the weight of the twin baby boys she carried in her womb. He scented her panic rise as she tried to move away from him and go hunt down her best friend, probably to beat the shit out of him for scaring the hell out of her, which of course is what Izzy threatened to do when she spotted her mate being carried into the infirmary.
"He's fine, sweetheart," Ephraim said soothingly, knowing that he would have to delay going back to the infirmary for a little while in order to take care of his mate. She was the most important person in his world and he made damn sure that he took care of her first.
Without her, he would be lost. She made him whole and gave him the strength to make it through the day when most days all he wanted to do was rage at the world for what happened to his son. All the shit Nichols did to him in that dungeon couldn't compare to the pain he felt for Joshua. Thanks to him, his son was locked up in a cell several levels down and there wasn't a damn thing that he could do about it. He hated not being able to help his son.
"He's going to be alright," Madison said softly, once again pulling him from the oblivion that threatened to drop him to his knees.
"Who?"
"Joshua, I know that look, baby, and I'm telling you that he's going to be okay," she said with a forced smile when they both knew that she didn't know anything of the sort, but it was comforting to hear.
"I know," he lied, brushing his lips softly against hers before he stepped away. "Let me go take a shower and then I'll feed you before I go back downstairs to make sure everything is okay."
"I'm not hungry," Madison said stubbornly with a cute little pout that had him smiling even as her stomach growled in demand.
"Give me ten minutes," he said, giving her one last kiss before he made his way to the bathroom where he quickly undressed, jumped into the shower and scrubbed.
He was just about to shut the shower off when he felt the swell of her large stomach press against his back and her hand snaked around his front to grab his soft cock. Within seconds he was hard and more than ready to give into his pregnant wife's hormones.
"Changed your mind?" he asked, dropping his head back and moaning as she slowly stroked his shaft while she pressed soft little sexy kisses along his shoulder and arm.
"Mmmhmm," she murmured as she used his arm to slowly turn him around and pressed him back against the smooth tiled wall of the large shower stall. "I had a craving," she said with a sexy little grin as she slowly dropped to her knees in front of him.
He barely managed to bite back a groan of pleasure as she took the head of his c**k into her mouth. She gave it one teasing little suckle before her eyes shifted red and her fangs pierced the sensitive tip. This time the loud groan escaped his lips and he didn't care.
His fangs slid down in his mouth as gently cupped her face with one hand, loving the utter look of rapture on her beautiful face as she drank from him while he wrapped his other hand around his shaft and slowly glided his hand over himself as he watched her.
The heavy scent of her arousal teased his nostrils, urging him to stroke faster as his mate took her fill.
"Are you ready, baby?" he asked her in a rough voice as he stroked himself harder and faster. Her answer was a hungry moan as she watched him. He knew by her scent that she was soaking wet and it gave him a craving of his own. One he fully planned on satisfying, soon.
Keeping his eyes locked on her beautiful red eyes, he felt his seed rush up his shaft and within seconds he exploded in her mouth, clenching his teeth shut tightly to stop from roaring his release as he watched her take every last drop.
God he loved this woman.
As soon as she released him he scooped her up in his arms, uncaring that they were wet and that the shower was still running. He carried her into their room where he gently laid her on the bed.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sounding breathless even as she scooted up higher in the bed, cradling her large stomach with her hands as she allowed her legs to drop open and exposed heaven on earth for him.
"You're not the only one with a craving, sweetheart," he said with a wink just as he dropped his head between her legs to get his sweet treat.
Chapter 25
"Give me my precious baby girl," Chris demanded as Kale cradled his goddaughter in his arms.
He pressed a kiss against the top of Jessica's fuzzy little head as he simply said, "No."
The large Sentinel's eyes narrowed on him seconds before he tried to shove the doctors and nurses trying to patch him up out of his way so that he could jump off the bed and take the little girl, but his mate wasn't having that. With a bored sigh, Izzy shoved Chris back down onto the bed. When he threw her a glare and went to move again, she simply climbed onto the hospital bed and sat across his legs, careful of the large gashes that the doctors were working their asses to patch up before Chris lost too much blood.
"Do you really think that's going to stop me?" Chris demanded with a snort, but his eyes never left Kale or his little girl so of course Kale had to give the sleeping baby girl another kiss just to piss the man off.
"Yes," Izzy said with absolutely no hesitation as she gestured for one of the nurses to grab the bag of peanut butter M&M's that she left on the side table. As soon as Izzy had the bag of chocolaty peanut buttery goodness in her hand she began snacking away, her mate and his temper all but forgotten.
"Traitor," the man grumbled as the doctors cautiously returned to stitching up the gashes on his arms, chest and his right thigh.
"If you want to keep your hands, you'll rethink that little plan, cupcake," Chris said coldly when one of the doctors went to move Izzy off his legs.
Izzy simply gave Chris' leg a reassuring pat as she continued to eat. It pleased Kale greatly that she had a mate that took care of her. Over the short time he'd known Izzy he'd grown to love her like a sister and he would kill anyone that harmed her. The knowledge that she was well protected was the only thing that allowed him some peace of mind while he was away.