When Mac finally got home it was three in the morning. God he was tired, but also hungry. Walking into the kitchen he seen his dinner in the microwave. To tired to be bothered, he grabbed an apple and headed upstairs.
Stopping by Michelle's room he looked in on her to make sure she was okay. Once he covered her back up, he left the room. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he watched his wife sleep.
God she was so beautiful. Just everything that was warm and vibrant, burned within him. Watching her chest rise and fall with each breath he slid his hands up her thighs, her hips, her back, until he was laying on her back, while his hands held his weight.
Seeing the shivers across her skin he kissed her nape, causing her to purr out. She was driving him to endless passion with her purrs and sighs, and he hadn't even touched her where he wanted to touch most.
Lowering his head, he stroked his tongue across her ear, her neck her back, back up to her neck nipping softly, tenderly as she bucked up on him.
"Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel....." He hissed out.
Sliding his hands down her arms, he linked their fingers together as he erotically moved upon her. Clothes upon nightie, friction, fire, passion burning through their clothes.
Losing control quickly, he clenched his teeth onto her strap, and slid it down her arms, then nipping the other side, he unlinked her fingers, and slid the gown from her. quickly removing his own clothes, he pulled her over on him, and allowed her to shadow out the world with her hair.
"So beautiful Stella. So passionate, and giving."
His eyes her melting her soul, they were heavy with passion, dark almost black with desire, need and want. Sensually sliding herself down she traced her tongue around his heated lips as he pulled her closer, assaulting her mouth with his in endless pleasure.
So lost now in each others souls, each others hearts. That all the events of day were slowly forgotten, leaving behind nothing but warmth, love, and new beginings.
Meanwhile....
Eric and Mackenzie woke to Shanon's screams. Running into the room, they found her clutching her hand screaming.
"Shannon!!! Wake up Shannon, come on love, wake up."
"Nooooooooooo...daddy. Daddy, help me." She sobbed out.
"Shh....come on Princess, it's okay daddy's here. I got you. I'm right beside you. Shh..it's all over, just hold daddy tight. I won't let go."
Rocking his daughter back and forth across his lap, she fell back into sleep. Looking down, Eric noticed her hand all bandaged up. Carefully laying it right side up, he rested it on her tummy as he continued to rock her.
When he was sure she was asleep. He laid her back down carefully, covering her. Leaving her room, he watched as his Peanut crawled in with her, wrapping her arms around her sister. Then he heard her whisper....
"It's okay Shannon. I love you. I promise I will protect you through the night."
With tears in his eyes, Eric headed back to bed.
"Is she okay Eric?"
"She'll be fine sweetheart. Don't worry. Peanuts with her."
"Eric?? How long do you think she'll have nightmares?"
"I'm not sure love. It all depends when her mind is ready to let go. I think with alot of love and understanding, she'll recover quickly. We just have to give her time. It's only been a few days."
"Eric??"
"Yeah Mackenzie?"
"Love me. Please love me."
Wrapping his wife within his arms, he pulled her upon him. Then guiding her head, he brought her lips to his. Such passion ignited within them as everything spiraled out of control. So lost, so swept up in their touch, their kiss, as he loved her into the early morning light.
