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Love's True Path	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Asher braided Rissa's hair. She'd seen some ribbon in his room and begged him to braid it into to his and like the man he was... he gave in.

"Ah... ma Cherie... aren't you lovely." Jean-Claude smiled as he entered the room. "Such a petite Ange!"

Rissa giggled. She thought both Asher and Jean-Claude talked funny. "Oui, elle est jolie."

Pulling something from behind his back, Jean-Claude handed her a beautiful porcelain doll, with a lace dress and curls much like his own. "For you, Cherie."

"She's so pretty. Thank you." She hugged the doll tightly. "I'll call her Julianna, like the pretty lady in the painting."

Jean-Claude looked at Asher, wondering about the blonde's reaction.

Asher smiled. "I'm sure Julianna would be honored that you think she was pretty."

Rissa hugged him. "Can we braid Julianna's hair too?"

"Oui, petite ange. We can braid her hair."

Caleb blinked as he walked into the room, only to see the two vampires playing with the little girl.... and Jean-Claude's hair in pigtails?!

Shooting the leopard a look that clearly said 'say something and die', the vampire sighed. "Cherie, I do not think this is the look for moi..."

"But it looks so cute on you, Uncle Jean-Claude." The little girl told him. Asher covered his mouth to keep from laughing.

Caleb looked down. "Um... she's right though... really cute..."

Asher fled to the bathroom. Jean-Claude would kill him if he laughed at him. Rissa rubbed her eyes. "I'm getting sleepy."

"Why don't you lay down, Ma Cherie? Sleep..." Jean-Claude rubbed the little girl's back.

Caleb nodded. "They have the most comfortable bed, Rissa."

The little girl yawn and laid back on their bed cuddling Julianna.

Jean-Claude gently tucked her in, brushing her hair from her face. "Bonne nuit, Ma Cherie... sweet dreams..."

Asher came out a few minutes after Rissa fell asleep. "Shall we retire to my room, ange?" He asked Jean-Claude.

He nodded, smoothing her hair once more before standing and following the blonde vampire. "Bonne nuit, Caleb."

"Night, Jean-Claude. Asher."

Jean-Claude immediately began tearing his hair out of his pig tails as soon as he stepped into the hall.

"Good night." Asher said as they left. He burst into laughter as soon as they reached his room. "Children..."

Pointing a finger at the other man, Jean-Claude glared. "Do not even."

He laughed harder. He fell back onto the bed. "Oh...mon amour..."

Jean-Claude crossed his arms over his chest, a petulant pout crossing his lips.

Asher gave him a look of innocence. "Qu'est-ce que?"

"You're laughing. What if it had been YOUR hair?" Jean-Claude struggled to smooth his curls.

"Mais, it was not MY hair. It was yours."

The Master of the City licked a fang, then pinned the blonde. "You will pay for this!"

"Oh, mon ami, how will I pay?" He teased him.

He straddled Asher's hips, rocking against him. "You will see..."

Asher looked at him. "She named her doll Julianna..."

Jean-Claude stroked his face. "Mon Chardonneret..."

He pressed his face into his hand. "I still miss her sometimes."

"I know, Asher." He leaned down, letting his head rest over Asher's heart. "I do as well."

Asher hugged him. "I wonder how things would be if she had lived."

The brunette nodded, his blue eyes dark with some emotion beyond description.

He kissed his lover. "Je t'aime."

"Je t'aime aussi, Mon Amor." Jean-Claude returned the kiss softly.

"Dawn comes too soon." He sighed loudly.

"As it always does." Tenderly stroking the blonde's face, Jean-Claude sighed. "Mon Ami?"

"Oui?" He asked softly.

"Do you ever feel that we are missing something? Part of us even together? Almost like our precious Julianna but not...?"

"We have always been with a woman. Belle, Julianna, Anita...we are at our best with someone to build a bridge between us." He ran his fingers through Jean-Claude's hair.

"Oui..." He turned his head, meeting Asher's husky blue gaze. "I ache with such a feeling, and yet it feels as if I am betraying you with such thoughts..."

"Non, mon amour. I feel the same. We are so happy and yet something is missing." He kissed his lover. "Maybe we will be lucky enough to find another Julianna."

Jean-Claude smiled, kissing Asher once more. "Perhaps... a red head this time, non? Or a blonde... I do like blondes..." He fingered Asher's silken locks.

Asher laughed. "Oui, perhaps." He cuddled up to him. "Until tomorrow."

"Oui... until tomorrow."

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Richard had just enough time to set everything up before Mika got home. He had gotten Jason and Caleb to take the kids so they could have a nice, romantic dinner at home. Mika really needed something calm in her life right now and he hoped the dinner would do.

Sighing as she stepped into the house, Mika kicked off her shoes, then tugged at the too short skirt of her new suit. She knew she should have tried it on before buying it... but it was too late now, and with this being the only thing she had suitable clean... well, she'd ended up wearing it. The skirt came to mid-thigh, showing rather too much leg for her peace of mind. Undoing her suit jacket to reveal her lacy cami, Mika then took her hair down. Ah... better. Next she could take off the stockings and garter belt and take a nice long bath-

Richard lit the candles as he stepped into the livingroom. He'd dressed up for the occasion. He had on his best suit. It was a rich green color. He had even worn the hot jacket just for her. "Welcome home, my lupa. I made dinner for you. The children are with Jason and Caleb."

Her eyes widened as she stared at him, looking around. "Oh, Richard..." She smiled, hugging him.

He returned the hug and lead her into the kitchen. He'd gotten all the fancy silverware and place settings from Elias.

Mika couldn't stop smiling as she saw the beautiful setting. "You're spoiling me..."

"Hardly. We both needed this, Mika. So much has happened lately." he led her over to the table. "I made your favorite."

"Lasagne..." She purred the word, then moved to kiss him.

He returned the kiss. He had another surprise for her... but that was for later. "Sit, eat."

"Yes, Sir." Mika grinned and slipped into the seat, crossing her legs. "This looks great... thank you so much..."

Richard sat across from her. "You're very welcome."

Dinner was great, as was the wine Richard had chosen to go with it. "That was delicious... I'm so full!"

"One more surprise." He told her. He stood up and offered her his arm.

Mika took it, looking up at him. "You didn't have to, love..."

"I wanted to." He led her out onto the deck. On her patio table laid a single rose with a bow around it. He picked the rose up so she could see the ring that was tied to it. "This is for you, Mika." When she took it he knelt down on one knee, her hands in his own. "Mika, my lupa, will you be my wife?"

"Richard..." Mika shook, surprise filling her every pore. He... he was asking her to marry him! Unable to think to say yes, she leaned down, covering his mouth with hers in a passionate kiss.

He met her half way. He kissed her completely. "I love you, Mika." He kissed her again, his heart swelling with love,

She whimpered, kneeling with him. "I love you too, Richard." Wrapping her arms around him, she kissed him back once more, the rose still in her hand.

"Elias told me to give you that ring because it's was your mothers." He hugged her tightly.

Mika swallowed, looking at the ring dangling from the ribbon. "It was... I..." Her eyes filled. "I never said yes, I meant to. Yes, I'll marry you."

Richard smiled and kissed her again. "Now Elias will have to shut up about when we're getting married."

"Is that your only reason?" She teased, handing him the rose. "Will you put it on me?"

"It couldn't be the fact that I'm madly in love with you." He undid the bow and slipped the ring onto her finger.

"Of course not..." Mika leaned forward, nipping at his mouth. "I want you..."

"I'll never stop wanting you." He kissed her neck.

She whimpered at the tone of his voice, pushing at his jacket, wanting to feel his skin on hers.

He picked her up and carried her inside. "I've always wanted to take you in front of the fireplace."

She licked a line along his neck. "Oh, really?"

"Yes." He growled. "And since the kids are away..."

"We get to play..." She shivered at his growl, moisture pooling between her thighs.

He laid her down on the rug. He took his jacket off and tossed it aside. He leaned down and kissed her.

Mika arched up against him, kissing him deeply.

He ran his hand up her leg as her kissed her. He moved down to nibble on her collar bone.

She gasped, tilting her head to give him more room. "Richard..."

His hand bumped the lace of her underwear. "Are you wearing a garter belt?"

Mika paused, biting her lip. "I... yes...?"

"And you even wore your underwear on the outside."

She blushed, shifting, pulling her legs together. "That's... how I was told to wear it when my sister in law showed me how to wear one...."

"You realize why you wear it that way right?" God, she was so sexy.

"I... no?" She pushed herself up, crossing her legs modestly.

He leaned down and told her.

She blushed darkly. "I can't believe she told me that! I..."

Richard kissed her as he ran a finger down the front of her panties.

Her breath hitched, watching him.

He slid her underwear off so that she wore nothing but the garter belt under her skirt.

Mika shifted, her belly quivering. "Richard... I'm still... a bit dressed?" She wasn't protesting, simply confused.

"I know." He told her as he pushed her skirt up. He slid a finger inside her warmth.

She whimpered, gripping his finger as she grabbed his shoulders. "Oh..."

He removed his finger and moved down between her legs. He ran his tongue along her folds.

She cried out, her back arching, gripping her skirt. "Richard..."

"Yes, Mika?" He looked up at her.

She shook her head, biting her lower lip. "It just... feels..."

"If you don't like it just tell me to stop."

She blushed, "I like it.... I was just...."

"Just what?" He rubbed her inner thigh, "I want you." He moved up her body and kissed her.

Mika made a soft noise as she kissed him back, tugging at his shirt. "Mmm... I was shocked, that's all..." She reached down, cupping him through his fly. "May I please taste you again?"

"Of course." He sat up and took his shirt off. He tossed it aside. He slid his hand down to his pants. He undid the button and slowly slid the zipper down

"Mmm... Richard..." She purred his name, sucking his nipple into her mouth.

"God, Mika." He pulled her against his body and kissed her. "I thought you wanted to taste me?" He growled into her throat.

She shivered, burying her fingers into his hair. "That... that wasn't you I had my mouth on?"

"I was thinking of another place." He kissed her passionately.

She nipped at his lower lip, then moved, pinning him on his back. "Patience... is a virtue." Mika licked a line down his neck, straddling his hips.

"I don't want to be patient." He said as he let her pin him down. He found this action to be so... sexy.

"Well, you'll have to be. I want to play." She gave him a sexy smirk before once again pulling his nipple into her mouth, her hands working his pants out of the way.

He pushed up against her, so she could remove the vile contraptions. "Don't be too playful. You'll drive me crazy."

"Exactly what I planned..." Mika licked a hot trail over to the other side of his chest, her nails trailing teasingly over his now bare thighs and hips.

He groaned, thrusting up against her. "Oh Mika..." God, he didn't know if he could survive being married to her.

Nipping and kissing a teasing path down his chest, the Lupa dipped her tongue into his navel, looking up at him.

His eyes were full of lust and heat. If she didn't hurry up he would explode.

She leaned down, finally, taking the head of his member into her mouth and sucking, her tongue, circling him. Mika moaned at the musky, heady taste of him, closing her eyes to savor the taste as she licked along his length.

A groan of pleasure tore from his throat. Her mouth felt so good on his swollen member. Her buried a hand in her hair as she ran her tongue over him.

She struggled to take as much of him into her mouth as possible, and gasped as he entered her throat. Mika pulled back, licked her lips and swallowed. Hmmm... swallow at that point and she didn't gag.... She leaned down to try again.

Richard thrust up on instinct. "Shit..." She was so good at what she did. It was amazing that she could torture him so much with her mouth. "Mika, I'll come if you don't stop soon."

She pulled back, smirking up at him as she traced where his thigh met his body with her tongue. “I love tasting you...”

"And I love having you do it, but sometimes it damn near kills me." He kissed her fiercely. "I want you now."

She nipped at his bottom lip. "And if I want to play some more?" She tugged her top off, revealing the lace bra that matched the garter belt.

His took it all in with hungry eyes. "And what if I just throw you down and have my way with you?"

Her skin flushed under his gaze, even further arousal soaking her at he watched her. "Hmm... I don't know... you don't want to play here?" Mika trace a finger along the top of her bra, then down where the stockings met garter. "Or here?"

Richard shivered. "You're evil, Mika. Truly evil." He pulled his against his body. He kissed a line down her neck to the curve of her bosom. He undid her bra so that it could slid down her arms.

Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, slipping a hand into his hair. "I... I am?"

He bent his head down to her nipple and took it into his mouth before he began to suck gently on it. "Very evil."

Mika whimpered, pressing into his mouth, her hand tightening in his hair. She ached with need, but wanted to... his tongue brushed her, and she forgot to think.

He ran his hand down her back and then across her thigh. "What do you want Mika?" He asked as he pressed against her. "Tell me..."

"I..." She swallowed, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "Use your mouth on me? Again? I..."

He kissed her. "You really enjoyed that, I see."

She blushed, nodding as she fought the urge to cover herself. "I... can't believe I asked that..."

He kissed her neck. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. You taste so good, Mika." He ran a hand between her legs.

She shook, pushing against his hand. "I do?"

Richard nodded. "Yes. Ask me another night, Mika. I can't wait any longer. I want to be buried deep inside of you."

Mika smiled, leaning up and kissing him. "Take me... I want you too..."

Richard moved her to where she'd most comfortable before he slid inside of her warmth.

"Oh, Richard..." She opened herself wide for him, taking him deep inside her wet body. "Please..."

God, she was going to be his wife. He couldn't believe he'd found happiness after Anita. He kissed her and lost himself in the rhythm for their lovemaking.

They gasped, moaned, and writhed as their bodies moved in tangent, parallel with an ancient rhythm newly discovered with each new pair of lovers, and it wasn't long before Mika was tightening around him.

He cried her name out as poured into her. He would never tire of making love to Mika.

She weakly held him, panting from the force of her orgasm, small aftershocks still coursing through her.

Richard kissed her one last time before he laid next to her, taking her in his arms.

She cuddled into him, then laughed softly. "Richard?"

"Hmm?" He managed to respond.

"I'm still wearing my garter belt and stockings..."

"I know. It was too sexy to resist."

"Didn't know you found them sexy..." She smiled blowing a lock of hair from her face.

"Incredibly sexy.” He kissed her. "You should wear them more often."

"Will they always drive you this crazy?" She grinned, rubbing a stocking clad leg up his.

He shivered. "Always. Especially if I come home from a hard day at school and that's all you're wearing."

"Hhmmm... that's something that'll have to happen soon..."

"Dear God, I hope so."

Mika giggled, kissing him. "Looking forward to it?"

"Definitely." Richard hugged her tightly.

"Richard?"

"Yes?"

"What other things... like fantasies... do you have? I mean, you mentioned you had wanted to do it in front of the fire..." Mika's tone was shy.

He looked at her, his brain still fried from sex. "I have no working brain cells...can't think..."

"Aww... poor big bad wolf." She cuddled him. "Sleep, then. I'll make you answer later."

"Sure." He cuddled up to her. "Love you."

"Love you too." She kissed his temple, then let her head rest on his shoulder.
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