Her Dark Melody

by Michelle Love

  “I’ve missed you all too, Sarah.” I looked at them all as Jade moved out of the way. Johnathon was seven. “How’s school, my boy?”

  “I’m doing pretty good, Dad.” He smiled at me. “And Mary Simmons kissed me on the cheek last Tuesday.”

  A chuckle rose up in me as I found the red in his cheeks to be adorable. “Did she, now?”

  He nodded, then our youngest, four-year-old Quinn, came toward me, placing her hand on my leg. The cast was hard beneath her palm, and she gave me a questioning look. The blanket covered my body, so she had no idea why her Daddy was so hard. “What’s this?”

  Jade answered. “I told you that Daddy’s legs are still in casts, Quinn.”

  “Can I see?” Quinn asked as she pulled the blanket up.

  Jade reached out to stop her, but I said, “Go ahead.”

  My baby girl pulled the blanket up, and all three of my children looked at the white cast that held my leg in place. Johnathon knocked on it with his little fist. “Does that hurt, Dad?”

  “No.” My eyes darted to Jade. “You haven’t told them?”

  Sarah looked at me. “Told us what, Daddy?”

  “I can’t feel anything,” I let her know.

  Sarah looked at me harder then came to me, kissing my cheek. “Can you feel that?”

  “Yes, I can feel my head, but nothing else,” I told her, and my heart ached, as even though I couldn’t move my arms, they wanted to hold my oldest daughter in them so desperately I could actually feel the pain of not getting to, coursing through my veins.

  A smile curled my oldest daughter’s lips. “Well, at least you can feel something.” She hugged me then, and it nearly made me cry. “Oh, Daddy, how I’ve missed you!”

  Her dark silky hair moved over my face, the lilac scent filling my senses. “Oh, baby, Daddy has missed you too.” Tears fell again; I’d lost control.

  And as I cried, the rest of my family came to hug me; their combined smells filled me with the memory of home. A place I missed so much it seemed impossible. We all cried then. We all shared the pain and the happiness of being together.

  And Jade’s softly spoken words were the glue that bound us together, “As a family, we will all get through this tough time, and we will all come out of this a bit stronger than we were before.”

  Lips pressed against my cheeks as they all left kisses on them. I’d never felt so loved in my entire life than I felt at that moment. I could get past this. With their love and devotion, I’d survive this tragedy and find my way through the darkness.

  I had to.

  My family deserved that.

  “Okay. Cry-fest is over,” I let them know.

  As they all pulled back, Jade grabbed tissues and handed them to the kids then took one and wiped my tears away. “I love you, Pierce.”

  “I love you, Jade,” I said as she kissed my cheek once more. “It’s all going to be okay. From here on out, I will stop moaning and complaining about everything. I promise you that.”

  Her smile was brilliant as she stood over me. “I should’ve brought the kids much earlier.”

  “Nah, you brought them at just the right time.” I winked at her. “Sorry about all that earlier. I really am.”

  She waved me off. “Think nothing of it.” She put her hand on top of mine, and I looked at our hands touching and wished that I could feel that. “Mum and Dad would love to come in and see you if that’s okay.”

  “I think I’d like that,” I said then looked at the kids. “How about you guys climb up on the bed with me? I like the way I feel when you’re all close to me.” Their energy comforted me in a way I’d never felt before.

  And after Jade’s parents came in and hugged me too, I knew I’d found the best medicine there ever could be.

  Love. Family. Hope.

  I’d all but lost hope of things ever getting better. I’d resigned myself to the fact that I would never walk again. That my limbs would never function again. That I’d never make love to my wife again.

  Now, with the love and support of my family, I had hopes of doing all those things again. Especially making love to my wife, who was beautiful outside as well as inside, where it really counts.

  Jade

  As the days passed, with me bringing the children to sit with Pierce every single day for at least a few hours, he got better and better.

  It seemed the exchange of energy that he had told me about when I first spoke with him over ten years ago was a thing that could help many situations.

  With his family around him so much, my husband was making huge strides. Doing things that stupefied his doctors.

  The first sign that things were beginning to heal in him came when Johnathon was working his father’s right arm. He had Pierce’s arm held out straight and pulled it up over his head.

  Pierce looked at me. “Watch this, baby.” He looked at our son. “Let it go, Johnathon.”

  “What if it falls?” our son asked.

  Slowly shaking his head, Pierce said. “It won’t. I can feel it, son.”

  The girls and I gasped and made a ring around the bed to watch what was about to happen. When Johnathon let his arm go, Pierce held it in place before slowly moving it to rest at his side. The laugh he made sent chills through me.

  He’d done it!

  We all whooped and hollered and laughed as he picked his arm up and put it down a few more times. Then he looked at his left arm. It took some doing, but he managed to lift it a few times too. “I can feel them both!” He smiled at me then gave me a wink. “Come here, baby.”

  I moved toward him, eager to feel his arms around me. Leaning down to him, I cried as I felt him enclose me in his arms for the first time in a couple of months. He whispered in my ear. “I just felt my cock twitch, baby.”

  A sob came out of me as I had made peace with the idea that I might not ever get to feel my husband in a sexual way again. I clung to him as I cried and he held me tight.

  After giving all of the kids hugs too, he asked me to go find his doctor. He wanted an assessment of his body done.

  I took our children home while the doctors checked Pierce out. And when I came back, I found him sitting in a wheelchair, beaming with pride. “Like my new ride, baby?”

  To see him happy with being in the wheelchair instead of the bed was a relief. “It’s a pretty sweet ride. Too bad there’s not room for two on that bad ass, bitch.” I laughed.

  He patted his lap. “Climb on, little mama.”

  His leg casts had been off for a couple of weeks but I still worried about hurting him. “You’re silly.”

  “No, I’m serious,” he told me with a sexy grin. A grin I’d missed so much. “Climb on.”

  “Pierce?” I put my hands on my hips.

  “Now,” he said as he wiggled his finger at me.

  So I eased onto his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck, watching his face for any signs of pain and finding none as his eyes closed. “Nothing hurts?”

  “Oh, baby,” he moaned. “I can feel you.” His eyes opened slowly as his hands moved up and down my arms. “I can really feel you, Jade.”

  “Are you telling me that you can feel your legs now too?” I asked in disbelief.

  He nodded. “I can. And I feel your fine ass pressing against my cock. A cock my doctor told me I could use if I felt inclined to.”

  “Pierce! Really?” I gasped.

  He nodded. “Why don’t you go lock that door and get rid of those clothes you have on? I’ll get back in bed, and you can take a ride on top of me if you’d like.”

  “Oh, I would like that very much!” I hopped off his lap and ran to the door, locking it, then hitting the light switch to dim the room, setting a romantic mood.

  When I turned around, I found he’d already wheeled himself back to the bed and was actually pulling himself up, standing on his legs for a moment before moving to lie back on the bed.

  The sight nearly had me crying, but I managed to exchange that emotion for one
a bit more sensual, lust. Because as Pierce laid back on that bed, I found his hospital gown had become a tent.

  “Wow!” I hissed. “I can’t believe it!”

  His smile told me more than any words could. My man was damn proud of himself. “Come on, baby.”

  Wasting no time, I pulled my dress off over my head and got rid of my bra and panties in record time. Then I sprinted across the room to climb onto my husband’s fat cock.

  Sliding down the length of his surprisingly rock hard dick, our combined moans filled the small room. “God!” I hissed as I looked into his eyes. “I’ve got my husband back.”

  “Not entirely, but we’re getting there, baby,” he said with a sexy smile.

  Oh, that smile. I’d missed it so.

  His hands gripped my waist, and I could feel his strength increasing by leaps and bounds as he lifted me to stroke him at the speed he wanted. I let him take charge, be at least some of the man he’d been before the accident.

  “I think we may have stumbled on a new and better way to do your rehabilitation therapy, Pierce.”

  With a chuckle, he moved me faster. “I think so too. Why don’t you lean on over here, baby? I think I need to work on my lips a bit. Maybe sucking your tits will help.”

  Glad to oblige my man, I did as he’d said to and groaned with the incredible sensation of having his mouth on me again. His tongue rolled around my nipple before he bit it, sending me into a deeper moan, and taking me to new heights.

  Up and down I went until my body rocked with an orgasm so hard that I doubted I’d ever had an experience quite like that one. “Pierce!”

  He moved me faster then moaned as heat filled me, his cum coating my insides and leaving us both spent.

  Panting, I rested my head on his chest as we caught our breath. My husband was on his way back to me. I’d never dared to even hope for this much, but it seemed I was going to be pleasantly surprised by things from there on out.

  Pierce

  Day by day, my body got stronger and stronger. The day I got to leave the hospital was a day I’d never forget.

  The nurse wheeled me out to the waiting car at the entrance of the hospital. The smell of damp air was the first thing to hit my senses. “Ah, nothing beats the smell of London fog,” I said to the nurse who pushed my chair.

  She laughed. “Oh, Mr. Langford, you will be missed.”sd

  “While that’s nice to hear,” I said with a smile. “I hope I never see the inside of this hospital again and only meet you all on the outside of these walls.”

  She laughed. “I bet you do!”

  Jade got out of the back seat as the driver opened the door. She came to me, taking me by the hands to help me up. Not that I really needed it. But I let her think she was helping me. “Thank you, baby.”

  I’d been walking for a week. There was still progress that had to be made, but I was well on my way to making a full recovery. Of course, I gave most of that credit to Jade with her own brand of physical therapy. Now that kind of therapy seemed to help the most!

  As we got into the back of our town car, I took in the smell of the leather. “I missed this too.”

  Jade laughed as she clicked my seat-belt before putting hers on. “I can’t wait to get you home, sweetie.”

  “In our bed, I’ll get to take your sweet ass tonight. I cannot wait.” Taking her face between my palms, I kissed my wife and found my cock twitching. “What you do to me is unnatural.”

  She smiled at me then pecked my lips once. “Pierce, you still have to take it easy you know.”

  “You don’t have a thing to worry about.” I held out my hand. “Did you bring my cell the way I told you to?”

  She shook her head and I clenched my jaw. “I meant it when I said you have to take it easy. I’m not about to let you get all wrapped up in work. We have a shit-ton of money, Pierce. Enough to last us three lifetimes. You will relax at home with us, and you will put work out of your mind until you have fully recovered.”

  “I think you’re forgetting who the boss is around our home, baby.” Placing my hand on her upper thigh, I gave it a slight squeeze. “I can still put you over my lap and spank that defiant ass if I have to.”

  “Well, you may just have to do that.” She winked at me, coyly. “But it won’t get your cell back. I’ll take my licks to make sure you’re completely fine before you get back to work.”

  Not sure how to take my wife, I sat back, wondering just what I should do about this turn in our marriage.

  I’d always been the master of my domain. With this setback, things seemed to have swerved, letting my wife, my sub, take the lead. I wasn’t sure how this was going to work for me.

  Jade and I started out being a Dom and his sub. She and I had a solid foundation, rooted in the BDSM world. In all matters, I had final say. Including this one. But she seemed to have forgotten that.

  Perhaps holding my life in her hands had brought out the dominant in her. Given her strength that had hidden deep inside her. With the power of giving life or letting death take me from her, she must’ve stumbled into the realm of domination.

  I couldn’t have that. My power had to be regained somehow.

  When we pulled into the drive, I found my wife slipping out first, then reaching back in to take my hand and help me out. “I’ve got this, baby.” I let her know. “Step back.”

  She huffed. “I’d feel better if you’d take my hand. I don’t want you to fall, Pierce. Please.” Her expression said she wasn’t about to take any shit from me. She was set on making sure I never got hurt again. Some would love that. I did not.

  “Step back,” my tone stern.

  With a roll of her eyes, she did as I said, but stayed very close. Close enough to catch me if I stumbled.

  It took me longer than usual to get out of the car. My driver never blinked an eye, but he stood very close too. Obviously taking his cue from my wife, staying close enough to grab me if my feet faltered.

  Admittedly, my gait wasn’t what it had been. Slow and steady is how I moved. But I moved, and I did it on my own, no crutches, no wheelchairs, no walkers, just me and my own two feet. To say I was proud of my progress — a thing that astounded my doctors — would be an understatement.

  With my driver walking very close behind me and Jade only inches in front of me, aggravation began to gnaw at me. And when Jade’s hand reached out to open the door I’d had enough. “No. I’ll do it, Jade.”

  “But Pierce…”

  “Hush now. Step back.” I gave her a stern look, and she did so with a long and drawn out sigh, but she stepped to one side and ducked her head a bit. “Good girl.”

  Opening the door, I readied myself for the charge of the children. Screams filled the air as little feet made their way through the main living area to greet me in the foyer. “Daddy!” Oh, how the sound of those three little voices stirred my heart and soul.

  “I’m home,” I called out.

  Barely had my feet taken me inside than my wife stepped in front of me, getting between the running children and myself. “Stop! You can’t run up on him like this,” she scolded them.

  “Jade, stop,” I commanded her. “I’m not some breakable thing you have to protect all the time.”

  The driver closed the door and left us, as a chill filled the air and Jade turned to look at me. “But you are fragile, sweetheart. Let me protect you.”

  With a huff, I moved around her. “Come, children. Give me those hugs I crave.”

  All three of them moved in and put their arms around me as I hugged them back. Jade only sighed. She stood behind me, quiet but obviously aggravated at me for wanting to be me. The kids always met me at the door, running into my arms where I’d pick all three of them up at the same time and carry them into the next room.

  “Shall we adjourn to the living room, kids?” I asked them and found three nodding heads. Quinn took my hand as we headed into the large living area that I loved spending time with my family in.

 
A nice fire was crackling in the stone fireplace; light music wafted through the air. My in-laws were seated in two of the overstuffed blue velvet covered chairs. My mother-in-law rose, coming to hug me. “Oh, how nice it is to see your handsome face in this home again, Pierce.”

  “Thank you, Mother.” I kissed her cheek. “It’s wonderful to be home.”

  My father-in-law stood. “Glad you’re home, son. Gramma and I will get out of your hair and let you guys get back to the family you’ve always been. If you need us, we’ll be in the guesthouse.”

  With waves goodbye, my wife’s parents left us. With the kids sitting next to me, and my wife taking a seat on the chair her mother had vacated, things were settling inside of me.

  “Did you tell the cook to make the dinner I asked for, Jade?” I asked her as she picked up a magazine off the coffee table in front of her.

  “Smoked duck is much too rich for you. You’ve had a diet of bland hospital food, Pierce. What were you thinking?” She peered over the top of the pages she held in her small hands. “I told her to make a hearty stew full of fresh vegetables and lean lamb.”

  Oh, I could tell my little sub needed to be reined in. But was I up for it?

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