by Donna Raider
“Umm, what did you have in mind,” Leah purred.
“I did envision my hands being much more involved.” Mika whimpered as Leah kissed her way to the blonde’s breasts. “Something that had you begging, not me.”
Leah’s laughter delighted Mika and made her want to get her hands on her even more. Mika moved all the reins to one hand. The horses nervously moved the sleigh slightly.
“Mika Cross, if you let these horses run away with me half naked, you will get to sleep in the guest room for a month,” Leah threatened between kisses.
Mika sharply inhaled as Leah settled onto her.
“Your mouth still works, you know,” Leah kissed her slowly, drawing Mika’s lower lip between her teeth and caressing it with her tongue.
Mika moaned loudly, thankful that no one was around to hear her cry out Leah’s name begging her not to stop. Mika kissed down her neck, to her erect nipples. “Could you just unfasten…?”
Mika held her breath as Leah unhooked her bra and let it dangle to the side. Mika immediately captured a breast in her mouth, sucking and teasing with her tongue.
“I have to have this, Mika,” Leah cried out. “I have to have it from you.”
Mika’s excitement was transferring to the horses causing them to whinny and shuffle their hoofs. She gently tightened the reins to let them know they were expected to stand still as she and her wife cried out each other’s names from the mountaintop in the clean pureness of their snow-white world.
“Wow!” Mika closed her eyes trying to stop her world from spinning. “Just wow! Words can’t describe how you make me feel.”
“I believe I have some idea, darling,” Leah rearranged her clothes and pulled Mika’s slacks up to fasten them for her. “I rather like having you at my mercy.”
“I believe I have always been at your mercy, my queen.” Mika said honestly.
Mika turned the sleigh around and emerged from the tree line. They realized they were on the mountain, looking down on their little Christmas card town. It was a breathtaking site. The cloudy day had caused the automatic lights to come on. Everything looked like a beautiful, perfect painting. Mika looked at the woman next to her. She was an exquisite work of art. She, too, was breathtaking. Mika easily understood how her beauty could have bewitched rulers of other realms and enslaved men and women to do her bidding.
“What,” Leah asked as she caught Mika staring at her.
“You are truly the most beautiful being I’ve ever gazed upon,” she said softly.
Mika headed their sleigh toward town, wishing she hadn’t told Richie she would meet him at the diner. She would rather take Leah home and be at her mercy there.
Richie ran out of the diner as Mika expertly pulled the sleigh and horses to the curb. “WOW! Mika, this is awesome. Where did you get such a beautiful rig?” Richie held the horses as Mika helped Leah down from the sleigh.
“The stables got it for me,” the priest grinned at her son. “Your mom and I have had a wonderful time enjoying the beauty of the countryside. The horses are very well trained, but you must keep both hands on the reins. They love this weather and tend to run. When you are finished, take them to the stables. Your mom’s car is there. Carefully drive it back here.”
Leah opened her mouth to protest, but she knew the priest was slowly getting her used to their son driving alone.
All the diners in the restaurant came out to see the horses and sleigh. “Can you give us rides, Richie?” Some of the children pleaded.
“I can tomorrow,” the boy smiled. “Right now, I have to pick up a friend. Tomorrow for sure. I will be here after lunch.”
“Be careful, sweetheart,” Leah kissed her son quickly and stepped back from the sleigh.
“A friend?” The mayor raised a quizzical eyebrow at her wife. “What friend?”
“Grace or Mary,” Mika shrugged.
Although they had just made love, Leah could hardly keep her hands off her wife. Apparently, the sleigh vis-à-vis had only whetted her appetite. Instead of sitting across from Mika as she usually did, Leah sat beside her so she could put her hand on Mika’s thigh.
They giggled and talked softly, their heads together, their hands touching, and their bodies pressed as close to one another as respectable in public.
Ruth brought their chocolate. “That was very impressive, Mika. I don’t believe anyone in this town has ever taken their loved one for a ride in a sleigh. Did I hear Christmas music playing?” Ruth sat down across from them. Really! Even in a sleigh, she thought. Her nose allowed them to keep no secrets.
“Yes, she made a recording of all my favorite holiday songs,” Leah sweetly smiled as she sent a familiar tingle through Mika. “I do believe you are very romantic, darling.”
Smiling like a fool, Mika leaned her head against Leah’s. Mika knew she had pleased her. Magic Leah was already playing with her. That meant tonight was her night with her.
“Did you say that rig is available from the stables?” Ruth inquired.
Mika nodded, as she warily watched the sheriff walk toward their table. She hoped Emily wasn’t going to tick off Magic Leah.
“I…uh…wanted to congratulate you on your good news,” the sheriff grimaced. “Twins, huh?”
Leah smiled graciously, “Thank you, Sheriff.”
Emily studied the mayor, raking her eyes over Leah’s body. “Yeah, that ought to pretty much wreck your perfect body.”
“Ouch,” the priest howled as her wife shot a fierce bolt of magic through her leg. Mika clasped Leah’s wrist and held her hand in place on her leg hoping to keep Leah’s magic directed toward her and away from Emily. Thank God, there is still feeling in my leg, she thought.
“I seriously doubt that,” Mika frowned. Leah was sitting between Mika and the standing sheriff.
“Is that all you want,” Leah snarled at the sheriff. “If so, please leave.”
“You know that is not all I want,” the sheriff bent down eye-to-eye with the mayor.
“That is all you are ever going to get,” Leah spit out the words as if they didn’t belong in her mouth.
“Please leave, Sheriff,” Mika frowned. “You have no reason to insult my wife. You are destroying an otherwise pleasant day.”
“Well, then my job here is done,” Emily snorted and swaggered to the counter.
“I better take her order,” Ruth grimaced as she rose from their table. She couldn’t help a devilish smirk, “Really Leah, in the sleigh.”
Darkness had just enveloped the town when Richie walked in with Amber. “Is it okay if Amber joins us for dinner?” he asked casually.
“Of course,” Leah smiled. “Polite company is always welcome at our table.”
Richie wasn’t sure what the last comment was about but knew better than to question his mother.
“How was the sleigh ride,” Leah smiled at her son.
“It was awesome,” Richie grinned from ear to ear. “I took Amber up to the tall mountain. Actually, we just followed the tracks you guys left. I think we must have missed a part of your trail, though because it only took us an hour and your guys were gone three hours.”
“Oh,” his mother’s eyes opened wider. “Mika was taking her time. Uh…you know, driving slowly.”
Mika squeezed her wife’s hand to stop her from talking before she embarrassed them.”
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Richie carefully drove home and headed upstairs to finish his homework. Mika was in her study working on their personal finances. Leah was in her study addressing Christmas cards. She had three types of cards, all foil and very beautiful. They sent out cards to all of Mika’s parishioners and cards to her political associates, all hand signed. The most joyous Christmas cards went to their close friends with a personal note written inside each one.
Mika closed her computer. It had been far too long since she had kissed her wife. “What are you doing?” She asked as she entered Leah’s study. Of course, she knew the answer. Like a small child, she just wanted Lea
h’s attention.
Leah looked up at her and tilted her head to the side, “I’m writing a book called, How to Train Your Angel,” she smirked.
“Well you are the world authority on the subject,” Mika grinned as she leaned down to kiss her inviting lips.
Mika looked at the different stacks of Christmas cards. “I can’t help you with your book,” she laughed, “but I’m very good at addressing Christmas cards.”
“That would be nice,” Leah smiled. “The quicker I finish, the quicker we can go to bed.”
“Give me a pen,” Mika’s voice dropped, “I am so on this.”
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Leah was leaning back on Mika’s legs as she leaned against the headboard. “Today was wonderful,” she smiled coyly. “What made you get a sleigh?”
“Christmas songs, you know ‘sleigh bells ring,’ Winter Wonder Land,” Mika beamed. “Honestly, I never dreamed I would get such an exhilarating thank you from my wife. I just wanted to ride in a sleigh with you snuggled up tight against me.”
“I loved it. Obviously, I thought it was very romantic and thoughtful. It looks like you started something that will bring the stables a lot of business,” Leah noted.
“I hope so,” Mika kissed her, luxuriating in the feel of her lips. In her three thousand years on earth, she had kissed many women, but no one kissed liked Leah. There was a lot to be said for women with full, sensuous lips. “I love you, so,” Mika’s breath caught as Leah caressed her lips with her own. Mika knew she was obsessed with Leah and her lips.
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Christmas was always a happy holiday for them. The twenty-fourth was spent almost entirely at the church. The church served a big dinner before Mass on Christmas Eve. The entire town turned out for it, and everyone enjoyed the camaraderie and good will of the season. Mika and Leah made certain there was a gift under the town tree for every citizen. The Christmas Mass was beautiful with exceptional music.
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The New Year’s Eve party was at the Town Hall meeting room, where everyone danced and imbibed until the stroke of midnight.
The priest and mayor had their special way of welcoming the New Year. After midnight, when Magic Leah joined the celebration, was their favorite time. Mika often feared Leah would kill her from lack of oxygen but thrilled at the exhilaration of air rushing back into her lungs after Leah took away her breath.
Saturday morning, the sound of her wife retching in their bathroom yanked Mika awake. She quickly ran warm water over a washcloth and fell to her knees beside Leah to wipe her face and mouth. Leah leaned against her for support.
“Are you okay, honey?” Mika asked anxiously.
“Yes, darling,” Leah groaned. “It is quite normal. Don’t worry about it. It’s just not very pleasant.”
Leah smiled a timid smile at her then began vomiting again. “Truly miserable,” she gasped.
On the third day of her morning sickness, Leah looked at Mika with pleading eyes. “Do you have any idea how long this will go on?” She whimpered. “I hate feeling so sickly.”
“I know you said you wanted to have the whole pregnancy experience,” Mika soothed, washing her face, “but I can make this stop.”
“Yes, please,” Leah’s lips twisted slightly, “I have enjoyed about all of this experience I can stand.”
Mika led her back to their bed and placed her hands on Leah’s abdomen. Immediate warmth and wellbeing spread throughout Leah’s body. She felt wonderful. That was the end of her morning sickness.
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With the help of her wife and son, Leah breezed through her pregnancy. During her sixth month, they went for a sonogram. Richie was as excited as they.
“Leah, you look wonderful,” Dr. Strand dragged his eyes down the woman’s body. “You are doing an incredible job of controlling your weight. If I didn’t know better, I would think you’re not pregnant.” He weighed the mayor then typed into the iPad for which he had traded his pen and clipboard.
“She has always eaten healthy and taken good care of herself,” Mika volunteered.
“Yes, indeed,” Strand licked his lips. He noticed she hadn’t moved to maternity clothes yet.
“The sonogram, Strand,” Leah said dryly. He was the best surgeon money could buy, but his bedside manner was disgustingly non-existent.
“Oh, of course,” the doctor’s eyes quickly scanned her body one more time. He left the room as she changed into the paper hospital gown.
He moved the new High Definition Live Ultrasound machine so all four of them could see the screen, then applied the cold gel to her stomach before beginning to move the wand around her abdomen.
Loud, steady heartbeats sounded through the machine. All three Crosses gasped as the 3D color picture of their twins came into focus. They were speechless, in awe of God’s creations.
“Looks like one of each,” Strand announced as if he were placing a fast food order.
“A boy and a girl,” all three said in unison.
“Wow! They each have their own little compartment,” Richie softly said as he studied the picture. “A brother and a sister all at once. Life doesn’t get any better than this.”
“Yep,” the doctor confirmed. “Looks like you have gained seven pounds for each fetus. A fourteen-pound weight gain is just perfect. You might want to consider purchasing a few maternity outfits,” he added. “They will be more comfortable.”
“How is everything going between you,” Strand looked from Leah to Mika.
“Wonderful,” Mika smiled, taking her wife’s hand. Tilting her head toward her son, indicating this wasn’t a conversation she wanted to have with Richie in the room.
“You’ve resolved your concerns,” the doctor continued, without being specific, afraid the mayor might turn him into a lizard.
“Our lives are perfect,” Leah smiled.
“I was happy to see the new ultrasound and all of the most up-to-date equipment for our delivery room,” Strand smiled sincerely. “Thank you.” He briefly wondered if there was some way, he could induce a minor heart attack in the mayor. He did want to get the latest cardiovascular equipment. Probably a bad idea, he thought.
CHAPTER 32 - Meet My Mother
It was Saturday afternoon in April. Richie was spending the night with Isaac. Leah and Mika were making love on the sofa when Mika felt an icy coldness fill the room. Looking over her wife's shoulder, she saw a woman standing in their family room. Mika immediately pulled the sofa throw over Leah’s bareback and stilled her own movements.
“No. No.” her wife begged. “Please don't stop, baby.”
“Honey, there is a strange woman in our house,” Mika whispered in Leah’s ear.
Leah stilled her movements against Mika and looked back over her shoulder. “Mika,” she said casually, “Meet my mother.”
“I thought she was dead,” Mika frowned as she pulled the blanket tighter around Leah.
“As did I,” Leah growled waving her hand to dress herself and her wife.
Just to be safe, Leah froze Jezebel where she stood. “What are we going to do with her?” Mika asked adjusting her collar that was upside down. “She is one evil looking woman.”
“I think I will strip her of all her powers and let her talk to us,” Leah eyed her mother suspiciously.
Mika nodded and immediately took away all the magic Jezebel possessed. Leah then released her from the statue-like state.
A shocked Jezebel glared at them. She had been surprised at her daughter’s ability to freeze her. Obviously, the girl’s powers had increased tremendously.
“Leah darling,” Jezebel’s sickeningly sweet voice oozed. “I apologize for catching you in such a compromising position. It's not every day a mother finds her daughter rutting like a common whor…”
Mika immediately sprang to her feet and took a step toward Jezebel. With a movement, Mika had seen her wife make many times; Jezebel held her hand palm up in front of her to produce a fireball. She looked confused when nothing happened. S
he threw out her hand as if willing it to do something. Two lumps of coal appeared in the palm of her hand. The priest knew her wife was antagonizing her mother. Mika couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips at Jezebel’s expression of dismay. Frowning, she dropped her hands to her side and continued her tirade.
“Really Leah, the parish priest. Could you have picked anyone more destitute?” Jezebel moved toward her daughter. “At least you aren’t still sleeping with that uncouth sheriff woman.”
“Mother,” Leah glared at the woman, “I would like you to meet my wife, Mika.”
“Wife!” Jezebel squawked. “I wasn’t even invited to the wedding.”
“Yes, well, we thought you were dead,” Leah said icily.
“I am not that easy to kill, dear,” Jezebel continued to move toward her daughter. “I just needed time to come to terms with the fact that my daughter wanted me dead.”
Mika stepped between Jezebel and her wife, stopping Jezebel’s advance toward Leah. “What do you want?” Mika asked quietly.
“To spend time with my daughter, of course,” A disingenuous smile oozed across Jezebel’s face. She turned her full attention to the priest.
“Tell me, Priest,” she spit out the word priest as if it left a bad taste in her mouth, “do you truly believe you are worthy of my daughter?”
“No. No, I don’t.” Mika moved to stare into the witch’s eyes. “I don’t believe anyone on earth is worthy of your daughter, but no one, anywhere, could love her as much as I.”
Jezebel scanned Mika. “Well, you are pretty,” she cackled. “I have to give her credit for that. I guess you are good in bed, too.”
“Why are you here?” Mika asked again.
“The internet,” Jezebel grinned evilly. “Quite possibly the greatest invention of your world. You two have caused quite a ruckus on YouTube. Singing my personal favorite, That Old Black Magic Called Love. I must admit you looked very happy.”
“We are,” Leah glanced at her wife.
Jezebel began to circle Mika, studying her from all sides. “You love her so much, but you let her sleep with others?”
“Such lies, Mother,” Leah gasped. “I have been with Mika six years, and there has never been anyone but her.”
