Exton

Pandora can only look around with fascination; she has an avid natural curiosity... and with the addition of the magical elements that Mortuis lives within, the manse is irresistible. The rooms are big and full of lush furnishings; its a place that should feel imposing; but for her it was welcoming... as if the wytch within her felt the magic all about.

Ob had Chloe; and he held her easily in one arm while he made Pandora at home in a chair covered in tapestry fabric that bespoke age and a rich heritage. She took Chloe on her lap while Ob went to make them plates; returning with dishes that made her mouth water. Chloe watched every move that took place round the table... familiar faces surrounding her, but the setting vastly different than the tavern and her home.

Pandora ate spicy dishes with great gusto; having acquired the taste while carrying Chloe and never losing the flavor craving. Ob had picked just the right things,and finished with a fruit medley fit for a queen.

Chloe was starting to fuss; overdue for her feeding too... and Ob accompanied her to the room she'd chosen. Pandora lowered her blouse as soon as the door closed behind them; and sat on the great four poster bed to nurse... her glance raising from her daughter to Ob; seeing the love and the fiery desire light his eyes as he watched her bare breasts. Chloe soon drifted off and Ob took her gently from Pandora and settled her in her cradle; having her cradle gave her a sense of the familiar and she slept easily, He kissed her gently and stroked her cheek;then turned and advanced toward Pandora.

Pandora could see in his eyes the need; he could not go without making love to her; leaving her with his touch still fresh on her skin; his lips leaving fire in her heart. Pandora drew her clothes off and moved to him... molding herself to him as he kissed her lustily.... "Come home safe to me my love," she whispered against his lips... "we both need you so"... and she returned his kiss with all the love that welled within her.