Wicked Rage of the Moon: Book Three of the Airendell Chronicles

by Audra Hart

  Luca takes her into his arms and says, “Love are you too tired for a second dance with your mate?”

  “I would like nothing better.” Morna says happily, before purring; “Well that’s not exactly true, there is something I would like better.”

  Luca smirks knowingly and kisses her gently as he holds her close as he dances her toward the edge of the dance floor. Morna quickly figures out what he is doing and says, “But we have to get the little ones settled.”

  “No we don’t. Breena and Damian will take them home to Asgard. Tonight my love, focus on us. He kisses her again before he walks her off the dance floor. Morna snuggles up to him and feels him tense suddenly, it is obvious to her that he is in a semi defensive mode.

  “What is it?” Morna asks as she searches the glen quickly.

  “There was a Stone Breaker that got on my trail when I was searching for you. I led him away, in fact I led him here to our glen. We parted amicably, but I am surprised that he is still here. He seems to know Maria very well.” Luca says thoughtfully.

  “Well, I am not surprised, they are a small clan. But why are you so angry to see this man? I know you are angry, I can feel it.” Morna says firmly.

  “I lost valuable time dealing with him. Time that gave Kyera a chance to attack you. Time that nearly cost us three of our children. Time that resulted in you being in a coma for months, undergoing surgeries, months of agonizing recovery… yes Morna it would be safe to say that seeing that particular Stone Breaker makes me angry.”

  Morna kisses him gently and pulls back to whisper, “None of that was your fault, none of it was his fault. He was just doing what Stone Breakers do. Only our enemies are to blame for any of that. Now, please don’t dwell on it. We have something much better to do than talk about what ifs.”

  “Woman, how right you are!” Luca chuckles and picks her up and carries her into their tent. He kisses her lovingly and pulls back to look into her eyes. “May I ask why you wanted to stay here tonight instead of our cottage or home in Asgard?”

  Morna laughs and says, “Because I have become spoiled. This bed is larger than ours in the cottage. The tub is larger, I know Ingrid has stocked the wardrobe, the sitting area looks more comfortable than the front room of our cottage. Sadly my love, this little tent is more comfortable than our old home.”

  “I thought as much. I really need to get busy on our cottage. I am sorry love. I truly had no concept of comfort when I built it. I sought solely to protect you,” Luca says earnestly.

  “And you protected me very, very well.” Morna says as she kisses him again. “You are the most extraordinary man ever my love. I am so grateful that you wanted to renew our wedding vows today. It was a truly beautiful ceremony and party afterwards.”

  “Morna, it is way past time to get you out of this lovely gown, but it seems that someone has stitched this massive rock below your beautiful breasts.” Luca whispers huskily as he trails kisses across her cleavage.

  Morna laughs and says, “Rind’s stone is so large it would have been dangerous swinging around unfettered. Ingrid stitched it in place. There are scissors in that basket over there.” Luca scoops her up and settles her gently in the middle of the bed. He quickly retrieves the scissors and goes to work removing the stitches. “Be careful love. The girls would be very disappointed if we tore this dress and Valliant would be crushed if I damaged his grandmother’s necklace. I am surprised he hasn’t been following me around, waiting to retrieve it.” Morna says with a chuckle. And then she laughs outright. “Jeez look who I am talking to; Mr. Precision.” Morna laughs and stretches luxuriously on the bed.

  “Well love, I won’t be Mr. Precision if you keep moving like that.” Luca says with a chuckle. He frees the massive gemstone and gently removes the chain from around her neck. He gently lies the necklace on the bedside table and then helps his beloved to her feet beside the bed. She starts to kick the shoes off, when he chuckles and says, “Not yet darling. I can’t get over how beautiful your legs are in those ridiculous fuck me heels.

  Morna chuckles, “I will have to remember that.” She moans softly when Luca gently peels the over dress off of her body and cups her breasts through the soft material of the jersey shell. He moans when he buries his face in her cleavage, and runs his hands down her body. He pulls back and murmurs, “Morna, I think you are the most beautiful woman in existence, ever!”

  Morna sighs and says, “I know you are the most beautiful, most chivalrous, most caring husband a woman ever had.” She lovingly caresses his face and kisses his lips tenderly. “I need you, Luca.”

  “I need you, Morna.” He whispers back as he reaches down for the hem of the shell dress and peels the soft cotton jersey material off of her body. He lovingly caresses her swollen belly and kisses the belly button. “I am fascinated by this outie belly button you have this time.” He kisses the belly button and moves his lips lower to her pubic mound and runs his hands over her soft, supple backside. He slowly trails his hands down her powerful legs and chuckles when she trembles in delight.

  “Oh Luca!” she moans as she winds her fingers into his hair and tugs him upward to a standing position. She peels the jacket off of his body and fumbles with the buttons on the vest with trembling fingers. She finally undoes the last button and tries to peel the vest off with shaking hands. She gets it off of his arms and kisses him as she reaches down and unfastens the snap of his slacks. Meanwhile, Luca is unbuttoning his shirt and kicking off his shoes. He quickly sheds the shirt and the slacks, and smiles when Morna sighs contentedly and says, “Finally!”

  She eagerly starts exploring every plane and contour of his chest and abdomen with her hands. Her breathing is becoming more rapid and shallow as her need increases exponentially. He picks her up and lies her on the bed again and hovers over her as he strokes her left breast through the sheer lace of her strapless bra. He kisses her deeply and whispers, “Sit up a little, baby.” He reaches behind her to unhook the bra and frees her breasts momentarily before he captures them firmly in his hands and kneads them as he suckles on her right breast. He alternates to the left breast and nips it gently. And growls his pleasure when she moans.

  He trails his right hand over her belly, across her pubic mound and down the front of her panties. “Ah, my wet wonderland is ready for me.” He says with a satisfied chuckle and peels the panties off gently and positions himself between her legs. Morna laughs happily as she spreads her legs open wide for him. She moans as he gently licks her swollen clitoris, and teases it expertly with his tongue.

  Morna roughly grips his head and says, “Baby, please I need you!” Luca groans and drops his mouth lower to taste her juices before he raises up and kisses her deeply. Morna brings her hand up and lovingly strokes his beloved face as she rolls him over onto his back and straddles him. They moan in unison as she smoothly mounts his long, hard cock and an orgasm tears through her body. Morna is unable to do more than throw her bad and shudder with her release as the waves of pleasure wash over her.

  Eventually, her mind returns to her and she slowly eases her body up and down the length of it. She leans over planning to kiss him and laughs uproariously when she can’t easily reach his mouth because of her huge belly. She shifts her weight to one hand and crooks a finger at him before saying, “Uh, a little help please.”

  He sits up and takes her face between his hands and kisses her deeply. He slowly glides his hands down over her breasts and belly. He grasps her hips and gently moves her up and down on his shaft. She moans happily as another orgasm stiffens her body. She reaches up and caresses his face lovingly. He smiles in joy because her eyes are so glassy that she barely looks conscious. She leans in and kisses him gently as he moves her up and down on his swollen member. Her excitement increases when she smells her scent on his face and delicately licks his lips.

  She growls low in her throat and shifts her legs underneath her and takes control of her movements. “Crap!” she mutters when the sharp heel on one of he
r shoes pokes her in the butt. “Sorry darling, but the shoes have to go.” She says laughing as she reaches behind her and removes the offending shoes.

  He laughs and says, “Well thank you for keeping them on for a while. Your long, powerful legs are always lovely, but those heels added a whole new dimension of sexy. Watching you run in them and ride on Eurig wearing that dress and those heels was truly a sight to behold.”

  Morna laughs and says, “Beloved, you are such a man. And I love you for it.” She resumes her movements on top of him and gasps when the baby kicks very hard. “I think that your son is trying to evict you, beloved.”

  “He is getting so strong that I really have to pay attention to my spell on your uterus to keep him from hurting you when he kicks and stretches. I am amazed at the power I feel from him.” Luca says as he caresses her belly before moving his attention to her breasts.

  “Luca, it is pure joy for me to feel your magic in my body all the time. I will be bereft with missing you when he is born and your spell is gone.” Morna says before she kisses him again. She trails her lips down his neck onto his shoulder and nips the rock hard flesh with her razor sharp teeth.

  “Baby, I want to taste you right now. Your blood I mean. Does that make me a beast?” Luca asks quietly.

  “Not at all my love. I enjoy it too.” Morna assures him before she nips her right shoulder hard enough to leave a small gash that bleeds freely. Morna moans in ecstasy when he covers the small wound with his mouth to taste her blood. She is fighting to stave off an orgasm as she writhes on his hard cock and revels in the feel of his mouth sucking gently at her shoulder.

  His powerful arms are wrapped around her body and holding her close as he savors her taste before finally returning to capture her lips as she reaches a massive orgasm. He throws his head back and roars as he joins her in climax. He caresses her neck and shoulders gently as he listens to her heart beat gradually slow to a more normal pace. He gently lies her head on his shoulder and caresses her beloved cheek lovingly. “Morna you are the most sensual, daring and exciting lover a man could ever ask for. I am blessed to have you as my mate.” He whispers into her ear.

  “I am simply reacting to you my love,” she whispers and then kisses his neck lovingly. “I would give anything to go to sleep right now, but we have company coming.” Morna sighs and reluctantly raises her head to kiss his lips before rising lithely from her straddled position on his body. “I better let Ingrid know it is okay before she physically restrains them,” Morna says with a chuckle.

  “Ingrid, it is okay. Give us two minutes to get dressed.” Morna tells her number one telepathically.

  “I am sorry Morna. I have told them that whatever they need from you can wait until you have rested, but Maria is very insistent,” Ingrid says in exasperation. “She’s a difficult woman to dissuade when she has made her mind up.”

  “No problem Ingrid. I have heard enough to agree that it is important.” Morna says as she sighs and walks over to the wardrobe.

  “Do you know what they want from you?” Luca demands.

  “I have a pretty good idea. Let’s hear them out, Luca,” Morna says tiredly. She opens the wardrobe and grumbles, “There is too much to choose from in here.”

  Luca chuckles and walks over and selects a pair of black jeans with a maternity panel in them, and a scarlet cashmere sweater set with short sleeves. He selects a gold satin bra and panty set and lies it all on the bed for her. He sighs as he watches her dress. “Morna, I won’t allow anything that harms you or my child, you understand that don’t you?”

  Morna walks over to him wearing the bra and panty set and kisses him gently before wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling into his hard, perfect body. “Darling, I know that. I respect your right to feel that way. That is why you will make the final decision.” When he starts to speak she continues quickly, “But, I ask that you hear them out. We should explore it thoroughly. Let’s be sure it is truly too great of a risk before we refuse. Fair enough?”

  Luca reluctantly nods and caresses her face. “You are the whole world to me. You know that right? You understand how protective I am of you, right?”

  “I do love, and that is why the final decision is yours. I know you will look out for me even better than I would.” Morna says as she kisses him again and reluctantly walks over to put the jeans on. “Besides, as my mate and father of my child, you deserve the right to decide. But that doesn‘t mean that I won‘t want to know everything about what they are going to ask of me, and know all the risks. This is important. Please keep an open mind.”

  “I promise that I will Morna.” Luca says sincerely.

  “Of course you will. You are the fairest, most compassionate man that I know.” Morna says as she struggles to pull the riding boots on. Morna looks at herself in the mirror. “I was afraid I would look like a tomato in this sweater, but the cut looks good on this distorted body. You and Ingrid both have an excellent eye for what looks good on me.” Morna eyes her mate. He had dressed as well while they were talking. He looks perfect in the black jeans, gray vee neck pullover sweater that hugs his powerful body like a lover and black boots. As usual, the clothes he selected for himself compliments her appearance perfectly.

  “I have a gift I want to give you before they arrive.” He walks over and puts a necklace around her neck. Morna smiles as she looks down at it, resting above her breasts. The pendant is a small sun fashioned from emeralds, and a crescent moon of aquamarine gemstones, wrapped around the sun. “Luca it is lovely.” Morna says with feeling. She kisses him and says, “Thank you darling. Our guests are almost here.”

  CHAPTER THREE - RODRIGO WELBORN

  Luca drops the buffer spell and calls out, “Come in Maria.”

  Maria quickly comes to hug Morna and says, “It was a lovely ceremony. Thank you for including me. I was honored.”

  Luca shakes George’s hand. “Thank you brother for presiding over our ceremony for us. You made it all the more special for us.”

  “My pleasure, bro.” George says happily. He turns and indicates the man standing behind him. “I want you guys to officially meet my Father. This is Rodrigo Welborn, Stone Breaker of the Gila Order of the Anasazi.”

  Luca chuckles harshly and says, “We have met.”

  Rodrigo steps forward like a man in a trance. He cannot take his eyes from Morna‘s face. Like a man tortured, he rasps out, “I shouldn’t be here. I am sorry.” He turns to walk away, shoulders slumped. Looking to all the world like a man totally without hope.

  Morna moves lightning fast and gently places her hand on his shoulder to stop him from walking away. The Stone Breaker reacts reflexively, and grasps her hand in an automatic movement, designed to break her arm. But his eyes see her face and he drops his hands in shame. “I have no right to be here. Madam, I kept your mate from saving you from the witch Kyera. Your children were viciously attacked because of my actions. I didn’t mean any harm to you, but that doesn’t change the fact that your body was broken and you were nearly destroyed because of me. I can still feel the pain you endured, it has deeply imprinted on your soul. It was pure agony, physically and emotionally. I have no right to ask any thing of you!” Rodrigo whispers, his voice laden with shame.

  “Nonsense, Stone Breaker! You were simply doing what you are genetically programmed to do. However, when you actually met my mate face to face, and realized he was no threat to humanity, you walked away. For that, I am grateful and I want to know exactly what it is that you need from me.” Morna says with great compassion. She gently leads the man to the loveseat and sits down, indicating that he should sit beside her. Rodrigo looks to Luca, who grudgingly nods his assent. Rodrigo sits stiffly beside Morna, looking very out of place beside her in his ragged jeans, old boots and tattered flannel shirt.

  Morna quickly evaluates the man sitting beside her. He is undeniably handsome. His jet black hair is long and silky, if somewhat shaggy. His features are so familiar. He looks much like a darker version
of her great grandfather Odin. Morna understands that George must have been in deep denial to have not recognized Odin as his grandfather when first he met the Norse king of the gods.

  Rodrigo’s brilliant sapphire eyes glow with power, but are clouded by shame and deep and abiding pain. His body is powerful. His movements are graceful and catlike. He reminds Morna of a black panther. She is indeed grateful this man did not try to kill her mate. Luca would have had his hands full protecting himself against Rodrigo.

  Morna looks at Ingrid, “Ingrid, please have someone bring our guests refreshments. And I am in need of sustenance and desire a coke.” Ingrid turns to go get it. “Ingrid, it’s not your job anymore. Call Brynhold or someone else.” Morna tells her number one telepathically.

  “Sorry Morna. It will take a little while for me to get used to my new role.” Ingrid tells her leader telepathically. Morna smiles and returns her full attention to Rodrigo.

  Rodrigo is watching Morna intently. “You use telepathy?”

  “I do. It is a skill I just recently acquired. I guess I am still pretty sloppy with it if you could detect it.” Morna says with a chuckle.

  “Not at all. I can detect all telepathy. I can even listen in to it when I so choose. It’s a rare ability that some persons born of magic have. I discovered it accidentally centuries ago.” Rodrigo says. “And an ancient vampire in Rome helped me develop it. I can control it now.”

  Morna smiles and says, “I suspected that some could hear it, even when it wasn’t intended for them. It’s good to have my suspicions confirmed. Once our refreshments arrive, we can put up a buffer spell and speak in privacy. I am surprised that you speak fondly of an ancient vampire. Small freaky world we live in, isn‘t it?” Morna looks at Rodrigo and smiles, “I am glad to meet you, but I am very curious as to why you do not dwell with your mother, your son and others of your kind. You seem to be a bit of a lone wolf.”