Hello, Handsome

In my exhaustion I must have dozed off as the next thing I knew the door was open, the music off, the voices gone and a soft, plump, familiar nipple was filling my gently suckling mouth. Heather’s warmth hovers over me, her hip pressed to my side as she leaned over my head. Gentle fingers slowly comb through sweaty hair as the voice of an angel, a literal angel come to earth, sings sweetly in my ear.

“Hmmmmm.” I hum contentedly, the afterglow of all the sex and orgasms and honey and cum causing me to float on a cloud of pure happiness.

I nurse a little longer cherishing the swaddling love and supple breast before at last opening my eyes. Heather is over me, her hair loose, her blouse open and her bra removed as she gazed down into me with an adoring smile that brings tears of joy to my eyes.

“Hello, handsome.” She says softly. “You seem all tuckered out so I thought I’d let you sleep awhile.”

“Ohhh, Heather. You’re so…beautiful.”

“You too, my love.” She croons, her voice still in that same warm and lilting tone as the humming from a moment ago. “Was watching you. My beautiful man. Elliot, you made everybody so happy today. My prince. My king. My hero.” With a caress of my temple she whispers. “I am so proud of you, my love.” Her wet nipple slips from my lips. Sitting up I wrap my arms around her and kiss her hard and deep. “Mmm!” She hums, startled by the sudden motion, before melting into my embrace. She hugs me back as we kiss like true soulmates.

When our lips part we are both sitting, face to face with our bare chests pressed into each other as our souls mingle through our locked gaze. “I missed you.”

“Missed me?” She smiles. “I was out in the living room the whole time.”

“I missed you.” I say again, my brain turned to saccharine syrup incapable of more nuanced expressions.

With a soft laugh she pets my head. “I missed you too.” Kissing the tip of my nose she says. “Are you okay, baby? Today was a lot.”

“Okay?” I hum and writhe as the afterglow continued to tingle through my naked body. “I’ve never been better. Ohhhhh.”

“Silly boy.” She chuckles with a pinch of my chin. “Sticky and stinky boy too! Come on, lover. Let’s get you bathed and…”

I shake my head no.

She pauses. “No?”

“Now.” I mewl. “Take me now. Right here. Make me yours again. Fully yours. I need you to remind me why you are the woman I live for and the one I would die for.”

Heather pinches my nose. “I told you before, none of that dying talk. You love me as hard as I love you. That’s all I ask.”

“If I loved you any harder I’d explode.”

“Mmm.” She kisses me, tenderly yet hungrily. Her breath hot against my mouth she whispers. “Hearing you with the others…I confess that it drove me wild. I kept a brave face as a Matriarch must but it tore me up inside, baby.”

“I won’t do it again! Never, ever, ever…”

“Shhhh.” She caresses me. “I wasn’t jealous. I know you’re mine, baby. It just made me want you so bad. So, so bad. To show you that nobody can love you as good as me.”

Gazing into her eyes I say with all my heart. “Nobody.”

“Now come on, my messy man.”

“But…”

“No, sweetie.” She says firmly yet gently. “We do it in OUR bed with my smelly man smelling like his sexy self again.”

I smile yet again. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“I’ll draw you a nice hot bubble bath. You sit tight. I won’t be long.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

We kiss again then I lay back down to watch Heather stroll out of the room. A moment later I hear the faucet for the tub running and the floral aroma of her special bubble bath begin to waft through the open door. I lay smiling, thinking back to how strange it felt the first time Heather had bathed me. It had been such a surreal experience as we barely knew each other then and yet it happened anyway, our attraction for each other already setting us on a course that neither of us would have dared to imagine. It happened just after that incredible meal following my first taste of honey. As I lay in that tub with Heather happily washing my weary body I didn’t think anything in the world could have felt better. Even after everything few things had topped that special moment.

Before long Heather returns, her blouse now buttoned up but still without a bra. God how I loved the way her big tits hung and showed through the thin fabric. Catching me staring she just laughs and rolls her eyes before helping me out of bed.

Holding me close to her she leads me into our washroom. Carefully lowers me into the mound of fluffy bubbles and the wonderfully hot water beneath.

“Ohhhhh.” I relax into the tub as she lays my head back against a folded towel she had already prepared as a pillow.

Without a word Heather kneels beside the tub, pulls her hair back into a messy bun so that it wouldn’t get in the way, then proceeds to begin to clean me toe by toe, finger by finger, and limb by limb. The hot water melting the tension in my tired muscles and the quadruple dose of lady cum still buzzing through my system I am a very contented ragdoll as Heather’s hands work their magic. On her beautiful face wasn’t a smile but a sort of glow that came from a type of happiness that went soul deep.

As I stare at my woman it really hit me the difference between her and the rest of my ladies. Yes she was my bonded mate, yes she was my chosen one, and yes she was the Matriarch, but what stood out too me right now was that after all the fun and games it was her alone that was here to scrub the sweat from my flesh. It was her I would stay up with to talk about Liam or the worries of her day, it was us who would sit down to plan our household finances, and it would be our choices that would guide the planning of turning the spare room into a nursery. My princely activities were a part of my life now and I loved them but it was Heather who would be here with me every night and every morning. After Lily and Julie and Mia and Bri found their own partners to bond with it and my role as their Prince had waned, it would be Heather that was still at my side in all things and in all ways.

“Penny for your thoughts?” She says, holding up my near arm to scrub my armpit.

I pause then quip. “Fuck off.”

“Excuse me!?”

“Those were the first words I said to you at the park that night. I still can’t believe I said that to you. You!” Smiling up at her I say. “I’m glad you didn’t listen.”

BLAP!

“Blech!” I exclaim as a big handful of soapy suds had been splatted into my unsuspecting face. My eyes stinging and the bitter taste of soap filling my mouth I sputter. “Ack! What was that for?”

“For your potty mouth.” She laughs, already wiping the bubbles from my face. “Back then AND today.”

“Ha ha ha! Okay, okay! I’m sorry.” Blinking through the soap I beam up at her. “God, I love you!”

With a big grin she tousles my hair. “Love you too. Now you sit still, sassy boy.” She returns to washing me. “I’ll keep my pennies and you keep your thoughts.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”