by Ingrid Walsh
We got off the jet to the sunny morning, and at the same time cold Ardócia. Ella put a toquinha the head of Rico and my filhão is babbling, cheerful, even seem to know that we come to the land of his mother, the land of his grandfather and grandmother, who will pamper you as soon as they see you. My parents are behind us, hitched a ride with the excuse to leave the other jet Lucas, Samuel, Sam and Em. They're so predictable. His apology did not convince anyone, because there is no shortage jet is at King's. They insisted on coming along because of the little boy in my arms. - Pope! - My chest swells every time I hear a little voice calling me child. I warmth more in my chest, feeling your baby yummy smell. Love fills me. When Ella told me she was pregnant I almost died of joy and fright. My Princess wanted to surprise me. I look down the stairs in front of us. The sculptural body designed in a green silk dress, the impossibly long legs in the shoes of stylish and sexy heels as sin use. Smile furtively, she wanted to make me a surprise ... Like now. - Yes, filhão, what you want to tell Dad? - I talk to the little plump. He babbles more and more serious about my question. - what? Mom is beautiful in that dress? - the soft laughter Ella makes me smile too. -We are two babões with Mom, little guy. - he laughs beautifully, probably because I'm talking about his mother and he's crazy about her, just like me. - in our defense, Mom is always beautiful, so we're in a difficult situation here ... - My Girl gives another sweet giggle. My son is my copy. Only the color of eyes suffered a mild mother's influence. When he was born had the good green eyes, but it was getting dark until this beautiful hazel. Princess say that Rico will break some hearts when he grows up. Ella when to step on the ground and waiting for us. Take your hand, lacing our fingers and headed for the limo, Rico talking animatedly all the time. - The boy's mother is so excited. she jokes, leaning close, kissing the tip of his nose. As always, Rico goes mad, stretching his arms, screaming for his mother. - Mama! Want mama! Ella smiled and stopped to get hold of the baby. The wise guy melts, covering the mother's face ruffled kisses. - Smilie, you do not even disguises, is not it? - I bottleneck, kissing her black hair. He turns as if to appease me, and drool all over my face as well. - all right, all forgiven, filhão. We can not resist our princess. - Eye for Ella, her beautiful green eyes are gentle, loving us both. - and I've tried ... - Bobo. - shakes his head, laughing. I lean over, giving a gentle kiss on her lips. My parents pair with us and we began to walk. The driver rushed out and opens the back door of the huge limousine. It is no surprise when the King and Queen out of there. Exchange a knowing look with Ella and smiled. - Prepare big boy! Another Grandpa and Grandma owls in the area. - whisper to Rico. Ella's parents rushed comes to us with the biggest smiles on their faces. - Piccola ... - the king must thank the fact that Ella was holding Rico, so he can drool on both at once. The hugs and kisses his temple lovingly. His eyes come to me. - Mike, made good trip, figli [16] - Hello, uncle, yes, we had a great trip.
- reply accepting his embrace. - Si, papa. - Ella smiled softly and kisses him back. Princess ... - her mother comes near, are now the two surrounding her, surrounding us. - we were not putting up with us so homesick. - Queen complains, kissing her daughter's face. Mike, my dear. - hold me, kissing my face too. I return his affection. - I'm fine, aunt and you? - We are all much better now that arrived. - her green eyes sparkle with genuine emotion. So like my princess. - We saw two weeks ago, mamma. - Ella smiled fondly at her mother, kissing her on the cheek. My parents come closer, greeting and being greeted. We turned a big cake, talking at once. - Go stay for the New Year, it is not? Dam and Max will get. - pressing the king, looking between Ella and me, knowing that my girl does not like to deny him any request and break, will be able to spend more time with the brothers. Green eyes meet mine, for help. I smile to him, nodding, because well, I also can not deny anything to my princess. - We'll stay, papà. - she says and then all eyes fall on Rico, which is chattering in their own dialect, demanding to be noticed. - He is not heavy, honey? I can handle it. - My father has. The king snarls and more than quickly takes the grandson of Ella's arms. - Comes with mutual nonno, tesoro mio. - crumbles for small, smiling back, dazzled by the attention. - you have it around all the time, Jay, stop monopolizing my grandson. Ella and I sighed because they will start. It is always this dispute since Rico was born. One wants to have more privilege than the other. It's hilarious, though. - Uh, sorry, it's my grandson too, brother. - my father mocked. My mother and Aunt Cassie smile dispute their husbands. The queen approaches and passes the corujar grandson too. - Who is the most beautiful boy in the world? - question kissing him on the little head. - Let's spend the day together, it is not, bambino? - My uncle says, looking sideways, clearly causing my father. - just you and mutual nonno. My dad range. - He has a lot more intimacy with me, Leon. Do not even try to bribe my grandson, brother. - warns. My uncle smiles and starts walking to the vehicle. My father follows and the two continue to argue about who is the most wanted by Rico. - They'll be old men like that. - Aunt Julia says, shaking his head. Yes, just wait until Sunday to arrive tomorrow to complete the trio. - my mother amendment and smiled. Hold Ella's waist and followed behind babões grandparents. happy sigh. Life has been good to us. Everything is perfect. The events of four years ago left us stronger and more determined to love us above all. My jealousy is more controlled. I smile. Okay, not completely controlled, I am much more civilized and certainly do not go out jumping to conclusions without talking to my wife. We have reached the level that the queen said with Ella, trust. We are fully confident in the love that unites us, and it has got rid of unnecessary headaches. Yes, life has been kind to us. God has taken good care of us and I appreciate it every day. Every morning I wake up next to her, I thank you for allowing me to live a love like that. Full. Bigger than everything. Two days later...
- We must leave until January 10 press. I am so eager to live this experience! - Anna claps like a horny teenager, telling us about your vacation. In fact, there are good vacation, will a kind of dispatch of its university in Kamar desert. It is a small country located on the Arabian Gulf coast between Qatar and the United Arab Emirates. The ruler is my friend, Amihaj. We have seen very little in since he lost his wife tragically days before my wedding. But I granted this favor when contacted and requested authorization for the entry of shipping my very persuasive material in your country. She completed the photography course and is much more delighted since. You want to search for and register the lifestyle of Bedouin tribes in the desert Kamar. - Promise me you will be very careful, Anna. - I tell him seriously. - you are going to a very different culture from ours. Control your mouth, mostly. She rolls her eyes, then smiles, mischief shining in the dark green eyes. - Do not worry, cousin. What can go wrong? I'll be a lady on this trip. Ella laughs and I too, because it's hard to believe such a promise. - I want to put together an exhibition with all the photos at the end of the expedition. I not decided yet whether it will be in Boston, New York or London. - his euphoria back and hits lashes for her cousin. - you'll help me with this, it is not, press? Manjo not anything these procedures galleries and tals ... I laugh and Ella also language nothing filing of our cousin. - Oh, Anna, this is fantastic! - my doll exclaims, his eyes already shining. If there is a theme that gets your immediate attention, it's art. Any form of art. She also walks dedicating to painting. It has always been a good designer, but then we moved to the castle, and especially after motherhood, my princess walks inspired and risking to paint pictures and I must say that are beautiful. Magnificent. No, it's not only my immense love talking, she's really finding alternative employment since decided to make the master later on when our children are already higher. Yes, children, plural. Her words. - I understand your doubt as to the place, but we can make in the three cities, what do you think? - Ella makes speak. Anna's eyes are more enlightened than the tree in the corner of the Oval Office, and lack only give little jumping. I laugh, taking a sip of my whiskey and watch around. We are in the Christmas dinner. - Maybe you can convince Ella to show his paintings
too, Anna. - mutter and my doll wrinkles her nose at me. She does not think I'm serious about the beauty of their work. - Frames? What frames, Ella? - Anna's curious voice, start a princess sigh, knowing that it will not easily get out. - I can not believe my cousin, my best friend is hiding things from me. I laugh with that last low blow. My brothers come to us and I sigh of relief escape from Anna gossiping. So Dam, Max, Lipe and the twins they approach and also formed our little group. - Have you talked to Luke about that subject, Samuel? - inquire my brother and he is a guilty man. Chloe, the little prodigy of Isaac and protected my old, will start an internship at King's in the second week of January. I will be on vacation, traveling with Ella and Rico for the entire month. I'm beginning to increase the responsibilities of twins in the company. Soon, will share the chair with me. I look forward to have more time for my wife and son. - Uh, man, Chloe will start an internship at King's and, well, Mike instructed us we take the girl under our tutelage. - Samuel says looking a little uncomfortable. - Damn, bro! Chloe? Little Chloe? Luke's blue eyes light up with the news. - I'm all for we take the girl ... - I growl, warning him not to talk that shit aloud. He smirks and adds: - say, under our professional, clear protection. - I can imagine you two being very professional with the poor girl, cousins ... Anna laughed, showing that yes, they were all listening to my brother brazen. I about to send a silent warning to my brother, not to mess with the girl, who should have what, twenty one of years now, I think. It's Isaac's daughter, is in trouble right. The subject dies when Anna returns to talk about his exhibition, which now also turned the exposure of Ella frames. The girl is a hurricane, I hope not get into confusion Kamar. Eye the dance floor, a soft smile opening on my face when I see my parents dancing close together. Uncle Don and Helen aunt, the King and Queen are also close by. We exchanged gifts before dinner for over an hour. The hall is now crowded with nobility and members of Parliament. His disapproving glances toward me, because of my origin, are scarce nowadays. I am a prince Di Castellani, whether they like it or not. If not blood, I am wholeheartedly. I could have ended up in any home, anywhere ... If you came here, to the bosom of the family, it was because this was my destiny. I turn my head, looking at the beautiful face lit Ella. Is so radiant today. Wearing a red over one shoulder, her hair piled high ponytail, likely to excite me. My chest swells. I love her beyond reason. Beyond life. I love this girl blossoming and becoming increasingly female. My wife. My all forms that can belong to anyone, and I am hers. The poor boy from the streets, would find the most loving parents and this would lead to the most beautiful girl, his princess. And boy love her so intensely, which would have given his life for her. Ever. She feels me watching her and looks at me. His face softens to see my reaction. I must have hearts in the eye right now. - What is it, amore mio? whispers, leaning more to me. - Dance with me, my princess? - I murmur, looking into her eyes. His countenance further softens and the sweetest smile, tender, loving opens in her red mouth. - It's an honor, mio Principi. - his voice is hoarse. I book my empty glass. She's not drinking tonight. Only plain water. I have my theory for this ... I keep my arm around her waist and drive down the hall toward the track. People go away to give us space. We stopped among the couples and eye toward the band, giving the signal. The musician leader smiled back, waving. - What is all this? - Ella smiles, half suspicious. I shake my head, taking her delicate hand and kiss the back a flourish that makes you smile more. The emerald eyes shining bright. Beautiful. So, the first instrumental chords of Let's Stay togeter, Al Green, sound in the hall. I hold her waist and gently, very soft to lean to the right, leaving it hanging in my arms. Arfa, laughing all melted. Some applause sound, I'm sure are Anna and my sisters. But soon the room is all in applauding. I could freeze this image of her, and this look forever. Oh, this look makes me weak and strong at the same time. - Beautiful. - whispers excitedly, his eyes filled with tears. A soft kiss, reverently and bring us to the vertical position, starting to swing in melody and lyrics that never gets old. My precious girl ... - whisper down the hand to the small of his back, pasting over our bodies. Our eyes remain glued, the rest of the forgotten room. His arms around me by the neck and got lost in our own world. - What is my second gift? - asks softly. The turning twice and bring back, her back against my chest. Smile and kiss her neck. She always asks that. You can not hold the curiosity. We maintain our tradition of exchanging two gifts. A along with the family and others in private. - Patience is a virtue, doll. - say indulgently in his ear. The turning again and the front pull in pasting again. Moaned softly at how well our bodies fit. She smiles, the kind of smile that usually puts me in trouble. Rio like a wolf, correcting: puts in trouble. - How about a bike ride? - purrs, his mouth coming very close to mine. Our eyes locked in a dirty talk, starting our teaser game. My hard cock, rubbing slightly on her belly. She left her bike here, since we are always visiting and London have mine. - remember our last walk, mio maestro? Cum. I grit my teeth. Of course I remember. I ate tied on the bike. Hell, just remembering my horny skyrockets. - You are a very bad, girl doll. - purr against her mouth. - stoking me so when you know full well that can not be punished, for a long time ... - her eyes widen. I smile, tracing his face with my indicator. When going to tell me who is expecting our second baby, love? She sighs a full smile comes on his face. Those emotional tears back. - Today love. In our rooms. - says softly and my heart jumps with confirmation and my eyes are burning, genuine emotion taking me. - how did you know? - well I know my girl. - say looking at her adoringly. - Thanks, doll. Thank you for making me so happy. She breathes irregularly, eyes swimming with tears. - You that makes me happy, mio amato. - tell me ragged. Kiss her softly on the mouth, regretting being in full prom Real, needing follow fucked protocol. The bell rings, startling us. We smiled, stopping the dance, but also in each other's arms. - Merry Christmas, mio principi. - flatten my shoulders, loving eyes locked on mine. - Merry Christmas, my princess. - whisper back. Kiss your lips again before we turn and follow to attend the traditional burning of the balcony fires, with our family. Later... - Thanks, doll. Thank you for making me so happy. She breathes irregularly, eyes swimming with tears. You that makes me happy, mio amato. - tell me ragged. Kiss her softly on the mouth, regretting being in full prom Real, needing follow fucked protocol. The bell rings, startling us. We smiled, stopping the dance, but also in each other's arms. - Merry Christmas, mio principi. - flatten my shoulders, loving eyes locked on mine. - Merry Christmas, my princess. - whisper back. Kiss your lips again before we turn and follow to attend the traditional burning of the balcony fires, with our family. Later... - Thanks, doll. Thank you for making me so happy. 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- Look, a shooting star. - Ella whispers languidly on my chest. It's nearly three in the morning and all already collected. We are lying on the balcony of the lounge chair of our rooms. The king presented us with the expansion of this wing for us, joining the former Ella room, and my two, transforming it into an apartment within the palace. I lined the sun bed with duvets as we always have over the years when she had been sneaking into my room. After we exchange our second gift, I made love to her out here under the starry sky. Our breath is still normalizing. I moan like a satiated tiger, sliding my fingers into her bare, sweaty back. - come on, make a wish, love! - a soft, nostalgic laughter curve my mouth remembering another Christmas five years ago, we here in this same place. My heart aching, tortured because he believed it could not be mine, anyway, I asked, begged God to give me Ella. I close my eyes and make the request. - Tell me, what you asked? - I open my eyes and lower my head, my mouth brushing against her, sweet and sensual. She smiles, sticking more to me, our skins together, stuck, stuck as it should be. As it should always have been since that Christmas. - I asked you forever. Always you, princess. - her sweet smile increases. - but this time include our small in the package. - slip his hand to his belly still straight and caress the new life we generate. His laughter is the most beautiful sound and his incredible green eyes marejam. My burning too. She makes me happy too. - I also asked you, forever. Always you, mio amato. - says choked, her delicate hand touching my face. - I asked God to save us so, until we're old men. Cum. My eyes burn and inhale the air very sharply, waving. I lean over on her and kiss her entire belly. When I lean back again, back to pull her and snuggle. His face up to mine and looked at each other in tucking heartily. - We can, not, amore mio? Our requests that night five years ago, here in this same place ... - whispers. I smile, she was also remembering the same thing. - Yes, doll, we can. I say, pulling the duvet covering our naked bodies. - I love you. - his voice breaking with emotion when he adds: - I will always love you. Ever. Ever. Her tears down the corners of the eyes and I lose the battle against mine. They roll hot, full of love for this girl. - And I you, my precious girl. - I tell you, choking. That night, her giving me another child, everything is messing with me. Holy Mother, I think I'm getting old. - I will always love you. Ever. Ever. - Merry Christmas, amore mio. - says, touched by my reaction. - Merry Christmas my love. - kiss your lips, slowly and gently. - Merry Christmas, my life. - I say reverently and keep kissing her until rekindle our passion. A perfect harmony of body, soul and heart. In love again and when she later falls asleep in my arms already in our bed, strengthening my request. I pray to God to grant us our forever. We can stay like in each other's arms until our last breath. END moved by my reaction. - Merry Christmas my love.
