Babysitter’s Club Noelle Page 9

  I dropped down beside her and drew her into my chest. This was as much a part of our lovemaking as the act itself. That sweet moment that comes after.

  As we laid there with her head on my chest enjoying the euphoria of the afterglow, I let my mind drift to the days ahead. There was much that needed to be done. Much I had to tell her.

  With one last kiss to the top of her head I tried moving her off of me, but she clung. “I’ll be right back Noelle, I need to go run you a bath.” Her answer was to throw one of her legs over both of mine and hug me tighter.

  She whined a complaint and I smiled over her head. Always the stubborn one; that too never changes. “Let me up love or you’ll hurt for sure tomorrow. Come on!” I tapped her shoulder and eased her off of me before rolling away.

  I never forget that I’m the one who has to take care of her even when she fails to do so herself. In the bathroom I ran a hot bath and poured the healing salts I had on hand for just this purpose.

  She was half asleep when I returned to get her and just curled into me when I lifted her from the bed. She barely stirred when I stepped into the steaming water and sat with her on my lap.

  “Sleep, I’ll take care of you.” She took me up on my offer as I knew she would and I spent the next half an hour washing her and letting her soak, heating the water once.

  When I was sure the bath had done its job I stood and leaned her against my chest to dry her off before wrapping her in my robe and putting her back to bed.

  There was a decent size bloodstain on the sheets but I’ll have to change them later, she was beat. For now I placed her on the clean side of the bed and went back to take a shower.

  I smiled as I stood under the water. Outside the wind had calmed and the wailing had ceased. I could breathe easy now, at least for the next few days anyway. But there was still a danger that I have to be mindful of.

  Back in the bedroom I climbed in beside her and drew her into my arms, feeling at peace finally for the first time since I became a man.

  I knew she would be up in a little while and that she’d have many questions, so I closed my eyes and got some rest.

  My eyes were barely closed when I sensed the presence outside my door. I cracked my eyes open just enough to see the door creep open. I knew she would come.

  I opened my eyes fully and looked at her as she stood there with a look of shock and anger on her face. I could almost feel sorry for her, just another pawn in this game. But my hate for the other ran too deep.

  “Leave!” She jumped at my voice and scurried away the way she always does when I reject her. I know she can’t help it, even if she doesn’t understand why.

  After tonight I can finally tell her, but I’ll wait on that as well. Until my children are born and safe from danger. Until my woman is out of danger completely, she will have to live in darkness.

  As cold as it sounds, I have no care for her and really could care less about her feelings. The only reason I’ve tolerated her presence this long is because I have no idea what part she must play.

  I’ve even given serious thought to killing her, and I’m not a violent man. But to protect the ones I love I would do it in a heartbeat.

  But because I’m averse to such things as coldblooded murder, I’ve kept her alive and close all this time. But at the first sign of danger, I won’t hesitate to end her life. I pulled Noelle in closer with the silent promise to protect her this time.

  Callan

  My eyes came open not long after I fell asleep. Her soft warmth pressed into my chest calmed me as I remembered the night’s events. I looked down at her sleeping face and felt such love, had I been standing it would’ve brought me to my knees.

  The need rose up in me, strong, persistent, overpowering. I rolled, putting her beneath me. The robe was easily stripped away from her body and I took my time and looked my fill.

  I know her body as well as my own. Every inch of her has been imprinted on my mind through many generations. It’s what kept me sane this time as I bided my time and fought against fate.

  Those lonely nights, knowing that she was out there, waiting. The nights that almost drove me insane.

  I’d think of her body and the pleasure it gave me. And knowing that one day soon I’ll have her again was all it took to keep me from rushing things.

  The times I touched another I didn’t let myself dwell on the sense of betrayal. That part could not be avoided. Just another of the many things we have to face each time we find each other.

  I traced a pattern around her nipple, and around her breast until my fingers found that mole. I played with it, my mind drifting to another time, many other times, when I’d done the same.

  My tongue came out to play and I placed my hand over her heart to feel. Her life is so precious to me, the reason I endure this hell time and again instead of putting an end to it all before the cycle begins.

  Her heart beat under my hand as I licked my way down her body until I was once again between her thighs. Her scent reached out to me and I eased my fingers inside her slowly, gently.

  Even asleep her body responded and I felt her soften before I lowered my head and took her clit between my lips.

  I pushed my fingers in and out of her as I sucked on her clit, preparing her body to accept me once more.

  By the time her eyes crept open I was sliding my swollen cock into her. “You’re awake!” I covered her lips with mine before she could answer and stroked into her slow and deep.

  I tested her to see how much she could take and when she didn’t cry out in pain I went a little deeper, a little harder. She was fully awake now, her hands already roaming the flesh of my back where she’d scored me.

  Her lips moved with mine as her hips picked up the tempo of our dance. She moved freely now, no fear of pain to hinder her enjoyment in what I was doing to her.

  Now that she was awake I didn’t have to go slow. She complained when I pulled out, but when I put her on her knees and knelt behind her, she lowered her head to the pillow, pushing her ass high in the air. She remembered.

  I watched my cock slide into her. Watched her pussy open up like a flower to take me. There are no words to describe the feeling of being inside her like this again. If there are, I’ve never learned them.

  “Always the same!” I held still once my cock was buried balls deep inside her and felt it throb and drip precum into her depths. If all had gone as it should she should already be bearing my seed.

  And I have no reason to doubt that it was so. That’s another one of those things that never change between us. I always breed her when I take her virginity.

  I grabbed her hips and started a slow in and out motion until her body relaxed and accepted me in this position. Reaching around and under her, I felt her tummy, right where my cock was hitting her inside.

  She winced and cried out when I went too deep and I soothed her. “It won’t hurt for long Mon Cheri. You can take it.” Leaning over her back I turned her head so I could reach her lips as I fucked my cock into her nice and slow.

  It wasn’t long before she was the one wanting more. Before she was pushing back against me forcefully, her cries ones of need instead of pain as she arched her back and spread her legs wider.

  She panted and moaned into my mouth as her pussy juiced its sweet nectar all along my cock. She tried to get me to go faster by moving her hips and squeezing her pussy walls down hard around me, but a nip of her lip told her to behave.

  Dragging my lips away from hers, I pushed her head down into the pillow, which made her ass go even higher in the air, tilting her pussy for me. Once again I used her body’s signs as my guide.

  The more her pussy juiced the harder I fucked. My mind was no longer wandering back and forth to our pasts. But was here, with her, now. In this time and place.

  My eyes admired the flare of her hips and the curve of her ass. They loved even more the look of my long thick cock splitting her tight little pussy. It’s a sight I never tire of.

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nbsp; I’m always amazed at how something that small could take me, own me. I know in the days to come I’m going to be inside her every chance I get and it still won’t be enough.

  My heart raced along with my thoughts again as I pushed down and up on her ass, using the motion to move her pussy on and off my cock.

  I saw her grip the sheets in her fists as her chest got lower until it touched the mattress and her head was turned to the side on the pillow. She was opening herself to me now, all the way.

  I could do anything I wanted with her, to her. I rubbed my hands gently over her ass flesh, caressing her until she keened in her throat and her pussy gave me cream.

  She likes a gentle touch I know. So I let my hands play softly up her back to her shoulders and back. Before sliding them around to find her breasts.

  With each touch her pussy got wetter and her cries grew louder. One hand stayed on her breast, cupping it, teasing it with my rough palm. While the other travelled down her middle to her clit.

  I teased and manipulated her swollen flesh until her body shook with spasms. I gritted my teeth and held on not wanting to cum yet. This was for her. But she was making it hard the way her pussy clamped down on my cock.

  The way her insides squeezed and gyrated along my hard length as her body went up in flames. I let her get hers. Let her cum until she grew too tired to do more than drop listlessly onto the mattress, her pussy still impaled on my cock.

  I leaned over her back until my lips were at her ear. “My turn!” I leaned back and with one hand around her middle and the other clasped tightly in her hair, I let myself go.

  Now there was pain in her cries as I beat against her insides with the punishing strokes of my cock. Now she looked back over her shoulder at me with a question formed on her lips that never came.

  I pounded into her over and over with my head leaned back, eyes tightly closed and just felt. With her pain came pleasure and soon she was right there with me.

  Begging me in a hoarse voice to fuck harder, deeper. “Callan…”

  “I know love, cum!” She screamed and rocked back on her hands and knees as a gush of liquid sprung out of her pussy and onto the bed.

  It ran down my cock to my balls and I shot off inside her hard enough that she felt it. This time I didn’t pull out of her, but followed her down to the bed, crushing her body into the mattress with my much heavier weight.

  My cock was still giving little jerks and twitches as it stayed hard inside her, ready to go again. I moved against her ass now, taking little short jabs into her just to keep us both happy.

  It was she who turned her lips in search of mine, she who bit me to get me to move faster. She who laughed when I nipped her and pushed back against me.

  That’s the sound I was waiting for. The sound of my sweet girl laughing in my bed. There’s nothing to match her playful joy in bed. And I was already looking forward to our many days and nights together.

  I twisted our bodies until we laid on our sides with her back tight against my chest. I lifted her leg, opening her up for my thrusts as my cock went back to full hardness inside her.

  “I’ve missed you so much. Missed being inside you. This week of waiting was more torture than the past eighteen years.” Her body tensed and she stopped moving at my words.

  I knew her mind was now open, that she’d start to make sense of the things that had flummoxed her since she arrived. I kept whispering to her, teasing her mind with words.

  It was always this way. She was always the last to remember. I can be thankful for that I guess. That she didn’t have to live her whole existence worrying.

  It’s only in my arms that her memories are unlocked. And as much as I’d like to spare her it was better that she knew, so that she could protect herself from everything that was to come.

  I eased out of her and put her on her back before sliding back into her heat so that I could see into her eyes. “Do you remember me now?” The tears in her eyes gave me the answer before she nodded her head and pulled me down to her.

  “Callan, my Callan…” I held her precious head tenderly against my shoulder as she cried her little heart out. There were tears in my eyes too as I listened and reassured her.

  With my cock buried deep inside I wiped the tears from her eyes as I looked down at her. “Don’t be afraid. I’ve taken care of everything this time around. I promise you that nothing will happen to you or our children.”

  “Isabelle, she…” I lowered my lips to her forehead and drew her in closer. “We’ll talk later, I need to cum I inside you again.”

  Now that my love was awakened, now that there were no more secrets clouding her mind, I was free to just enjoy this moment together.

  Our lips never left each other as our hips came together time and again. Now that my lust had burned hot, since I’d taken her too roughly before, I took my time now and loved her gently.

  Her tears never stopped, but I knew they were tears of joy. Joy at being together again like this. Close, as one, our hearts beating in sync. Our whispers were filled with love and adoration.

  Her pussy’s grip tightened around my cock letting me know she was cumming again. I fucked her through the storm and barely restrained myself from cumming too soon.

  It’s always a struggle, wanting to cum and yet wanting to stay inside of her for as long as possible. She strained against me, her back arching deep, head thrown back as my cock went deeper.

  Her mouth opened wide in a silent scream as I lowered my head and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She came long and hard, strangling the life from my cock as her pussy milked me.

  I bit her nipple and her legs came up around me as her nails found their place in my back again. I didn’t stop her as I lifted her ass in my hands and fucked into her harder over and over until the loud sound of our bodies meeting rang out in the room.

  “Cum for me Callan; please cum inside me.” She bit ear and whispered lustful words, words that were meant to incite, to inflame.

  The more she whispered how much she loved what I was doing to her, the more she begged for more, the harder I fucked until I was racing towards the finish.

  I felt the first tingle as it started in my balls and spread its way out. My toes curled and I switched nipples, nibbling her flesh harder than was comfortable but I couldn’t help myself.

  That sweet madness that I know so well overtook me and all that mattered was cumming inside her. It didn’t matter that she already carried my child, sharing my seed with her, knowing that a part of me was growing inside her, always spurs me on to madness.

  When I came this time my face was buried in her neck and her flesh was between my teeth as I marked her for all the world to see.

  Callan

  “I know you have a lot of questions, I know you’re afraid. But I’ve taken measures this time to protect you. Just trust me…”

  “Where is she?”

  “She’s dead.” She picked her head up off my shoulder and looked down at me. I brushed my fingers down her cheek.

  We were finally catching our breath after another round of lovemaking and it was only because I knew she was sore that I wasn’t already back inside her again.

  “But Trudy…”

  “I know, this time she had a twin, that’s why I’ve kept her around. Judy never had a twin before, so it’s a bit hard understanding her part. But I promise you, I’d kill her before I let her hurt you and the babies.”

  I pulled her head back down to my chest and held her close. Ours is a love that has lasted many lifetimes. Whether blessing or curse, that’s the way it’s been since the first. But always before, we’d lost. This time I mean for us to win.

  “Tell me!”

  “Mom and Ella of course knew as soon as I was born. My memories as you know, don’t start until I reach my teens.”

  “As you can imagine, mom and Ella were afraid that we’d relive the same thing again, take the same path. But I dared test fate this time.”

  Our story bega
n here in this house, on this land, over two hundred years ago. My family was one of the first to settle here, when the land was little more than marsh.

  My ancestor made great strides and built the family fortune into something to be envied by all those around, and it was into this life of luxury that I was first born, two hundred years ago.

  The son of a wealthy family, I had the world at my fingertips. But the only thing I ever wanted was the caretaker’s daughter; Noelle.

  I’d left home for university at eighteen, and afterwards had spent many years traveling the world, learning new things before returning home.

  My father was getting up there in age and it was known that I would take over the running of the estate on my return.

  With my years of leisure behind me, I was more than looking forward to taking over the reins, implementing some of what I’d learned in my travels.

  Who knew that my father would pass while I took passage across the ocean and be buried the week before I arrived home?

  Almost overnight I became the head of the family and the owner of a vast estate. I’d thrown myself into work to overcome my grief, but soon found that instead of feeling encumbered by the great responsibility, I rather liked the new adventure.

  The last thing on my mind those first weeks and months was pleasure. There was much to be done to get the place to where I wanted it and though no one questioned me, it’s never easy accepting new ways for some.

  But though I may not have been seeking pleasure, it found me in its own special way. When I least expected it, but needed it most. I’ll never forget the day we met. I still remember it like it was yesterday.

  And of all our meetings over time, that one still stands out for me, as the best day of my life. And why wouldn’t it? It was then our journey began.

  It was her laughter that had drawn my attention as I rode the fields that day. My trip had taken me to the field behind her home.