Deborah got better and every one was happy. She told of her experiences. How the aunt had playfully carried her. She had seen her at her mother's wedding and had felt that she was friend or family. She had offered to call someone to attend her but she had refused and carried her, playing with her and somehow had got her to consume some form of medicine that made her feel weak and unable to play or speak and then the aunt had carried her away to somewhere and that was all she recalled because anytime she woke she gave her something to make her fall asleep again.
Sharon could just imagine. That was why there was never a sound to signify that they had been in the attic for a while.
Knowing that for those five horrible days, Deborah had been starved of love and affection. Sharon and her husband showered her with so much love that she felt very happy again. Bryan did not spare his love at all. He was always with her reading to her and making her feel loved at at home again. Sharon had to sleep more often because of her condition. Bryan did not want to disturb her but when Deborah had started settling again, they found each other exchanging intense glances. They had been starved of each other's company. They had slept in the same bed for those five days but the will to make love had been lacking. Sharon had been so worried as well as Bryan and even when Bryan had considered using that avenue as a means for both of them escaping from the burden in their hearts, he could see that Sharon would not be interested and had held his peace but now, the will and urge to be together, to celebrate their victory with each other was so strong that they could not wait for the night but they had to because of their daughter.
That night, they could not take their hands off each other. One reason being due to having missed each other and the other due to desperation. They did not know what next to expect from Devon
If it were an enemy, Bryan could have dealt with them without baiting an eyelid but because she was family, his hands were somewhat tied.
He tilted her face up and looked deep into her eyes and seeing the answering desire in hers, kissed her lips. He gave her short, wet and hot kisses that took her breath away. Heat flared in her loins and she shivered.
His breath came unevenly and his body grew taut. The muscles of his body tensed. As he wanted to stop, Sharon grabbed his mouth with hers and he shivered. The kiss deepened and the negligee she had on fell off with neither of them knowing. His hands went from her face and back, to stroke her breasts and she moaned softly.
Bryan carried her into the bed and kissed her neck, her earlobes, her cheek and down again to the hollow in her shoulders and her neck and she shivered violently with desire. Her hands went up into his dark hair to rake it with her fingers as his mouth descended on her breasts. She could not keep the long loud moan out of her voice and pressed his head lower down to her breasts. She was no longer thinking clearly. All she wanted was for him to continue doing to her what he was.
Bryan wondered why he had not taken matters into his hands and given her as well as taken this sexual satisfaction that only she could give while they were still bothered about their daughter.
He cupped her little firm buttocks and she wriggled it against his hard length inviting him in and he groaned. If she continued that he was going to lose his self control.
He could no longer wait and hence cupping her buttocks firmly this time, he penetrated her and the feeling of being filled and stretched filled her with intense pleasure that she cried out.
Bryan's eyes had grown very dark with his intense desire and he felt that he would lose himself in her. She felt like she was drowning as she looked into his eyes.
He ordered her to keep staring at him and she felt like she was drowning in the dark pools if desire that were his eyes and the feeling his love making was evoking in her.
Her own eyes were dazed and drooping because they were heavy with the pleasure he was giving but she forced them open to continue staring at him as the thrust in and out of her.
She started climbing a mountain as the pressure built up and got to the top and a slight movement from him and she came tumbling down, screaming with unendurable pleasure. He rode some more and then came crashing down alongside her, trembling with the intensity of the pleasure that he felt, holding her tightly as though he never wanted to let her go.
He knew that he was forever caught be ause everytime they made love, he felt like giving her his whole self and taking the entirety of her being from her. And the intense feeling always left him trembling because he knew that he would not survive it if he were to lose her. It was going to be worse now than it had been before for a lot of reasons.
Their breathing was laboured but gradually calmed but Deborah ran into the room. And they quickly covered their bodies with the bed covers.
'Mum, mum, what is the problem? I heard you cry out. Hope she has not come for you as well?'
Sharon was shocked. She did not know that she had screamed as loudly as that. She stared at Bryan for rescue but he mere shrugged. Which indicated to her that she had to deal with that herself.
'Oh no, hon. Nobody came for me, I was going to sleep when I saw ants on my bed and since I hate ants, I screamed but thank goodness that your father was here and helped me kill them and throw them away. Now I can sleep peacefully without any fear of any ant bites'.
'Are you sure they were all killed? I do not want them biting you?'
'Of course. Your father made sure of that. But why have you not slept yet?' Sharon asked surprise that she was still awake.
'I kept thinking of all that has happened and wondering if it is really over and that was why I ran to rescue you Incase she was carrying you away like she did me'.
The talk of that event always hot Sharon angry. It made Bryan furious that his daughter was still living in fear of her own aunt because of her behaviour.
The brought her into the bed to comfort her and assure her that that was not going to be possible ever again.
One thing that had been bothering Sharon was that since Devon hated her that much, she could easily have poisoned her meal while they were still in the attic. It was either that it escaped her mind or she had not had the chance or didn't want to risk killing Bryan in the process. But she knew that if she were given the opportunity again, she would take care to lace her food with the drug that would endanger her baby and her. She shivered as she thought of all these. We're they going to continue to live in perpetual fear like her daughter seemed to be doing?