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The Lady in Waiting (Lady Bloody Ava & Greeneyed23)

Rallon watched her go with a smile, then hopped down, still ignoring Thea, and let Cynthia guide him on a walk through the gardens.

When Rose arrived for dinner however she found her husband with his feet up on the table, his arms folded, his eyes burning with rage as he glared at the wall.

The moment she entered the room he leapt to his feet and to her side, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her, then checking her over, quickly finding her sore hand. He kissed it softly and lead her to her chair where a bowl of shaved ice waited. He put her hand in it and sat studying her face. "Are you in pain my love?"

Cynthia lay her head on her mother's lap and whined, just as concerned as her father.
 
Rose turned her eyes to her husband the moment he got up from the table.

A questioning look sat upon her face, but she smiled just before she was given a kiss. "What's wrong?" She asked with a little laugh as he lightly kissed her hand.

Upon being escorted to a chair with a bowl of ice waiting for her, she knew. Even her precious daughter was showing concerns and Rose could not help but pet her reassuringly with her fit hand.

"I take it... you heard about Lord Cruz." Instantly she went into defense mode with the humblest and sweetest of tones. "Honestly, honey, it's fine. It's no where near as bad as it looks. The man is just...." She couldn't even come up with a word. "I'm fine Rallon. I just snapped. I'm more hungry than anything." A hand came to rest over her womb and as she did the little one, inside moved causing Rose to smile brightly.

The feeling was so alien, and yet comforting. This little miracle was certainly well worth the change in her figure, her swollen feet and ankles mid day, and the afternoon nap, that would consume her , and every once of energy, out of no where.

Thankfully, they did not have to wait long for the start of their meal to arrive, and Rose found her husband's behavior quite adorable. "I did just jump tot he assumption that, that was why you appeared upset. Am I wrong?" she inquired as the soup was brought out and a content smile sat upon her face as she removed her hand from the ice to look it over before she would attempt to eat.
 
Rallon didn't say anything for the longest time, just watching her hand and face, stroking her arm.

Cynthia nuzzled tighter against her mother, her eyes locked on Rose's face.

Rallon did not speak until she drew out her hand. "I was upset because you were hurt. That a fool dared to insult you and our child is nothing new. But he will learn how displeased I am about it."

Cynthia growled at the mention of it.

Rallon snuck away her hand and kissed it again. "I am always far more concerned about you my love. you know that." He kissed her hand again, then released it so she could eat.

He fell to his own meal and lay Cynthia's plate beside her mother's chair. The others entered and did not both the Lord, Lady, and first child of York, far too busy excitedly discussing the upcoming event.

Rallon chuckled seeing everyone eating and whispered. "So tell me something. When is the newest Granger coming?"
 
Rose took her time with her delicious meal and smiled at the girls as their family entered to join them.

At Rallon's question, she laughed softy and dawned a sweet smile.

"Not long after the ball, actually. Unless she decides to make an early appearance, which isn't uncommon."

She was in a bit of a thought, and actually decided to share it with her husband. "I'm still lost for a name."

Obviously, if it was a boy then they were going to name him after Rallon's brother, James, but while she came up with numerous names, she was second guessing herself every other day.

Asking the girls was a horrible idea, because there were far too many opinions and objections that it send her head reeling with instant regret, but laughter.

"I've come up with Evelyn, Amelia, Isabella, Sophia, Olivia... and I just can't seem to choose." There wasa tad bit of frustration in her tone of voice, but she continued to peck at the remnants of food upon her plate.
 
Rallon chuckled and leaned over to kiss her. "I like all of those options. She is certain to be as beautiful as her mother. And hopefully as intelligent. Otherwise her older sister might eat her."

Cynthia huffed glowering at him, then barked when he dropped a large cut of meat onto her plate.

The girls were still chattering and kept dropping hints about what they might be allowed to do at the ball to their brother but he ignored them entirely, far too focused on Rose to be bothered.

Fisher and Tia were much the same as their Lord and lady, far too focused on each other to even notice the rest of the room. Outside the manor the people's celebrations could be heard beginning. Rallon had pushed everyone hard, then had granted them a full month of celebrations, with entertainment from all over Britain and Europe, games, thousands of prizes, and food and drink by the lot.

The castle was a full year ahead of schedule, with the entire foundation cleared and laid, and more than a quarter of the keep itself already in place. It was a truly a labor of love for the entire community, and everyone was pitching in. Rallon himself had been caught many times hauling bricks and mortar and lending his strength and skills to the construction as well. It was rumored, though only Rose knew it to be entirely true, that he had welcomed the sitting King of France while shirtless and covered in sweat in what would one day be the main hall of the Keep.
 
While Rose absolutely adored it when she got to kiss her husband, she noted his lack of assistance in helping her choose their daughter's name and she could only laugh. She should have known better. The compliments were far from missed and it only fueled the smile upon her lips.

He was hard at work outside of the walls of their home, as well as inside. Rose had not venture too far outside of their home since she got even bigger, but when Rallon was working, she would devilishly take her horse to where he was to watch the man in action.

Rose smiled to hard upon seeing her husband shirtless and glistening in sweat. Even other women in the area would come by to get a glimpse with their own various excuses.

Worry or jealousy was far from her mind. She only had eyes for one man and he only had eyes for her.

Obviously he couldn't drop work to take her right there in the middle of it all, but she made up for it when he retired for the night, on those days. While Rose was occasionally very modest about how big she had grown, Rallon had never ceased his loving and carnal advances upon her.

"Mmmm... do you have any other plans for the remainder of the day?" She asked while the girls literally counted down the few days that remained until the ball.
 
He grunted. "of course. you are coming with me to the upper balcony to view the fireworks display."

The balcony in question was more of a roof garden, entirely out of sight from any other building, tree or structure in the area, and well secluded. Rallon enjoyed the area very much, and more importantly he and Rose could not and would not be bothered while up there.

He finished eating, and waited patiently until she was done by giving the girls a few minutes to make requests, but once Rose and Cynthia were finished he escorted them both to the master bedroom, then up through the new enclosed circular stair to the garden, where the large couch awaited them.

Cynthia barked and bounded over to her own smaller sea and curled up her back to her parents.

Rallon helped rose sit, then removed her slippers, covered her with a blanket and set to rubbing her feet as the fireworks began. Rallon had seen many such displays and other uses for the black powders that burned so well in the Holy Land, and the people were delighted by them.

As the night lit with colors, he continued to rub her feet and ankles, wanting her soothed and relaxed.
 
Rose was rather excited to go up to the roof garden and view the fireworks display. No family moment would be complete without their first born daughter and when Rose was finished, Cynthia followed at their side.

The seclusion was welcomed and the intimate moment with her husband made her feel utterly spoiled. There was no point in wasting her time, voicing how much he spoiled her because he wouldn't be the man she loved if he didn't. When her feet and ankles were not swollen, then they were sore.

Keeping her feet elevated kept her feet from swelling and her husband's foot massages rid her of the ache so well.

The Lady of York had unofficially deemed herself the luckiest woman in the world. The colors were mesmerizing and reflected in her lovely eyes.

"I love you Rallon Granger." She whispered as the fireworks display ceased.

The ball was creeping up on them and the Lady of York was excited to dawn her tailor made dress. It flowed so gorgeously and was the most comfortable dress in her arsenal. The arrangements were made and there was no more planning required on her end. Everyone just needed to show up and enjoy themselves.

Rose was even more excited about the arrival of their first born. One other place that the Lady could be found was in the nursery that had been set up right next to their own bed chambers. Rose decorated to her heart's content and she was so trusting in Rallon's instincts, that it was set up just for their princess.

The cheers of the people rang through the air and it made her smile knowing that peace hung in the air. "Are you ready for the ball? I promise to walk in with you this time." Unlike their last time, where she had him walk in alone, only for him to highlight her as well.
 
Rallon chuckled and kissed her shins before covering her feet and sliding up to wrap his arms around her. "I am indeed my love. i have been told by my beloved bride that it is to be quite a party. And far more importantly she invited me, and told me I must attend." he kissed her neck and gently squeezed her closer.

"Adore you my love. My suit has been ready for months now. Just needs you in your dress beside it to be complete."

He squeezed her again, then let his hand steal down to her belly to greet their child, while he reminded her how very pleasing he found her with his erection against her back and bottom.


"Have I told you today just how very beautiful you are?"
 
Rose couldn't stop smiling even if she wanted to. She made absolute sure that his suit was comfortable and that we did not have a repeat of before. Once or twice before she worried that he would need to be refitted for a his suit because he was slaving away on the castle.

As Rallon relinquished her feet and finally joined her, she relished in his warmth and the feeling of his familiar form.

With his hand upon her belly, their child seemed to sense it and shifted. His physical arousal did not go unnoticed and she was just as guilty.

"I believe you have, once or twice." She shifted herself aside to look over her shoulder and help herself to a much need kiss to those lips.

"Rallon, before we go to bed... I have one more craving." It was her favorite and her appetite had grown so voracious for him, she was rather surprised that he got any work done throughout the day with her random requests for his personal time. "Are you too tired?" She was worried that she would catch him over worked, but so far it had never happened.
 
He smiled and kissed her again. "My time, my body, my soul, all that i am, all that i was, and all i ever shall be is yours whenever you want it my love."

He kissed her more hungrily. "As for my physical love, you know that i would never deny you that. I am far too addicted to you. but ask and it is yours my love."

He ground against her. He might be tired. he might be exhausted. but he was never too tired to make love to his bride.
 
Rose instinctively bit her lower lip, only to let it slide free after the kiss. After all the time they've spent together, it still surprised her how his love for her held no bounds, as did hers for him.

It got much warmer to the point that she no longer needed the blanket and it was set aside. She returned his hungry kiss as she removed her legs from the length of the couch. "Maybe we should move this to our bedchambers? I haven't exactly been the quietest lover, these days." Or so she had been told.

To fall asleep beneath the stars did sound oh so nice and they were sure to be undisturbed from here, but did they really want the entire village hearing just how amazing the Lord of York made his wife feel?
 
He smirked as he shifted so she was straddling him. Her belly did not allow for many other positions, and gravity became a problem for most others. He gripped her hips and bottom holding her close as Cynthia stood and howled, and another fireworks display began.

"i made arrangements for our privacy should you feel romantic my love. You cannot outshout those."

As if to exhibit this truth ten separate rockets screamed then exploded with such force the whole manor shook. His erection throbbed between them, begging for access to her perfection.

His hands began to massage her hips and rear, while his thumbs probed lower, between her legs teasing her center.
 
The man thought of everything. She wrapped her arms about his neck as she turned her head towards the noise and looked back at her husband with a devious and hungry smile.

Her arms grew lax before she seized his lips in another hungry kiss. Rose wasn't sure if she could stand the teasing for long. Not when what she desired was throbbing so close to where she desired it.

Her dresses were far from as complex now that she was with a child. The straps of her dress slid from her shoulders with ease and her breasts, which had grown slightly larger in size, were contained no more.

Rose unmounted her husband to slide out of whatever she wore beneath her dress and to help free her husband from the confines of his pants.
 
Rallon smiled watching her, helping her strip, his own pants shucking free in an instant. He then pulled her back down, entering her as she came down. He trapped her calves and resumed his grip, his thumbs now stroking her lips and clit as he gently rocked into her.

He also drew her forward into a kiss, though he belly also made this difficult. He did not touch her breasts as currently he had no free hand, and also she was so sensitive now, and he wanted to enjoy this.

"my Rose. Sweet as ever."
 
The very second that she was impaled upon his length, a greedy moan escaped her lips. Half of the moan was swallowed in a kiss.

"Oh Rallon..." His name was moaned aloud as she was alight from within.

"Rallon Granger... I don't.... deserve you." Pleasure coursed through her body. Her hips were moving on their own accord, making her desire for him all the more evident.
 
He smirked and nipped her lips. "My love you have that wrong. no man deserves you. I am honored and blessed to call you mine." he kissed her drawing her in close as he drove up into her.

"As for what you deserve it sis always the very best. For you are so much more." He grinned as the baby kicked at him as he pulled her mother closer for a tongue filled kiss.

His chest seemed ready to burst against her, while his arms knotted and bunched about her form.
 
His sweet words were not lost to her and as he dove into her she relinquished a cry that challenged the volume of the rockets going off.

Rallon occupied her lips with a kiss as she relished the taste of him. Her hands balled up into fists as the tension gathered up into a ball in the very center of her being.

Soft, kiss swollen lips were ripped from the kiss as Rose almost forgot to breath. Hot breaths spilled forth from her lips as she balanced on the apex of absolute bliss.

Her hips held a mind of their own as time and time again she rode her husband to no end.

What felt like ages later, she shattered and clung to her husband with her arms. Her greedy sex milking her engorged length. This initial release was what she was dying for.
 
He moaned savagely into her mouth, clinging to her and beginning to shudder as her orgasm gripped him, and with just that added pressure he unloaded his own release into her, yet unable to stop, his body still flexing and twisting in and out of her.

Only when they had both come down did he speak again, this time gazing up at her, his chest heaving and wet with sweat. "I realize you are even more excitable while pregnant but i must say my love if you keep this up we will only have the one."

He grinned playfully, recalling a joke his eldest sisters loved to tease Rose with about her wearing their brother down to nothing with their constant humping.
 
Ralon would make Rose blush and laugh as he joked about her lastest craving for her oh so delectable husband. A cool breeze licked at the surface of her hot flesh as she basked in the afterglow of their romp.

"Just one? Oh no, we can't have that. However... our alone times will become all the more precious when he expand our family by ten little fingers and ten little toes."

The very thought of their child always made Rose smile. Actually, as of lately there was rarely a moment when you did not find Rose smiling. As the euphoric rush left her body, she was feeling tired and the relaxed look upon her countenance said it all. "I love you Rallon Granger." Words uttered before a soft kiss was pressed to his forehead. "Ready for bed?"
 
He smirked. "Well if you wear it down to nothing then yes."

he pressed against her delivering his own kiss,. then chuckled again. "Yes my love i do think i am ready for bed. But I ain't moving. I like it here. Alone with my three ladies. Unreachable. no body demanding time from the Lord or lady of York."

he drew her down and covered them both with the blanket, then another as the cool night air caught them.

Sensing she was free now, Cynthia stood and walked over, crawled onto her father's ankles, curled around his feet, and went back to sleep.

"Your daughter's like it here too."
 
The night was nice and sleeping beneath the stars with her precious loved ones was what tipped her into the realm of the best slumber that she had in quite some time. Warm and cradled against the side of his body with their eldest daughter joining in the moment.

Rose was down for the count in a matter of minutes and she awoke to the kicks of her unborn child and the beauty of an orange and purple streaked sky of the sunrise at her husband's side.

Inwardly she was excited as the girls about this ball. She loved showing off her pregnancy. Hunger was soon eating away at her, but she definitely desired a bath beforehand. However, she was in no rush to remove herself from her husband's side, until he too was ready.

As their little one moved Rose smiled and whispered, "Good morning, little one."
 
Rallon growled. "Cynthia darling."

The wolf raised her head studying her father.

"Kill your mother so i can sleep." He snuggled tighter against Rose's back.

Cynthia cocked her head then stood, walked up the bed and began licking her mother's face and gently nipping her ears, growling softly.

Rallon grunted. "kill her quietly dog. i am trying to sleep."

Cynthia cocked her head again, then sat on Rose's lap, then lay across her belly and shoulder, her nose pressing into Rose's jaw, her eyes on her mother's. The baby kicked at her older sister who flinched but didn't move.

The girls began to call up from the lower balconies, wanting their brother's attention. Rallon growled. "You know maybe instead I'lll have her kill all of them. Women."

Cynthia huffed at that and licked his ear, but he ignored it.
 
Rose bit back a laugh at her husband's groggy response.

Cynthia made it worst causing her mother to laugh as she was licked and gently 'attacked'.

When Rallon spoke up once more and she felt that cold, wet nose upon her chin she trapped another laugh by biting her lower lip.

The girl's timing seemed impeccable as she heard their voices sounding from the side of their home. She loved those girls, just as much as they loved their brother.

Rose rubbed behind her dear daughter's ear to show her some affection before speaking. "You sleep I'm going to get a bath ready and then see what the girls want, okay?"
 
Rallon growled and stood holding Rose while Cynthia lay in her lap.

Rallon walked down the stairs to their bedroom where the tub waited with steaming hot water.

Cynthia dropped free of her mother, then dove into the water, peeking over the edge of the tub waiting for her mother happily.

Rallon growled. "Furry brat." He set Rose down and unzipped his wife's dress. "Hop in my love. use the fur ball as your brush. i have to go deal with the cannibals."

He kissed her neck. Cynthia barked. "Water alright for both of you?"

Cynthia barked again her tail wagging. Rallon smirked and nudged Rose forward. 'Go on. the rinse water is in the smaller tub behind that one. Adore you." And he was off.
 
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