Resolution (Heart of Stone) (24 page)

Elijah was
stood by the mattress and I gasped as I quickly wrapped the towel round me “Sorry”
he said quickly as he turned round so his back was to me.

I hurriedly
dried and pulled on my clothes. “I just came in to take over for an hour cos’ Courtney’s
nipped round with George and Katie to see you” he explained.

Approaching
the bathroom, I stood just outside the door as Mason violently pumped his
stomach lining.  “Baby, I’m going to see the peanuts for half an hour, I won’t
be long” I told him.

“Ava!” he
shouted frantically. I walked in and he lifted his head from the bucket.

“Mason, I
will be back in half an hour I promise, Elijah’s in the garage if you need
anything” I told him and he looked stricken.

I walked
over to him and crouched in front of him. “If I don’t take a break, I’m not
going to get through this, baby” I explained and he frowned deeply but nodded.

“Okay but
promise me you’ll come back.”

I smiled and
palmed his cheek, “I promise, you want anything while I’m out?”

His eyes
brightened, “A hit?” he asked cheekily and I smirked.

“Anything
else?” he shook his head, “Any particular movie for tonight’s entertainment Mr
Fox?” I grinned.

“How about
Courtney’s favourite?” he winked and in that single second I couldn’t have
loved him anymore than I did, right there, right then. He was vomiting
violently and nastily, his bowels were taking the most severe battering they
had ever seen, he was riding an extreme temperature and his body and the hairs
that covered it were screaming out in pain as his muscles gripped every single nerve
ending in his system but he still looked at me with the most pure rapture I had
ever witnessed whilst still being his usual flirty self.

I sucked in
my teeth and swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. “Mason” I said
quietly and he looked up at me and as soon as our eyes met he nodded.

“And me, you
baby” he whispered as we gazed at each other.

“Give the
peanuts a kiss from me” he said quietly, his eyes still holding mine. I nodded
and smiled tenderly and then walked from the bathroom, closing my eyes in
heartache as I heard him start another punishing episode.

“You okay,
Ava?” Elijah asked with his brow deeply furrowed.

I smiled and
nodded. “I’ll be thirty minutes, he doesn’t like you to be in there with him
while he’s being sick” I told him and he nodded.

“I’ll be
right here if he needs me, go and take a break and snuggle those babies” he
said with a gentle smile.

I knocked on
the door and it opened, Nate was stood behind it and he took one look at me and
opened his arms and I practically fell into them, sobbing and weeping
hysterically.

Scooping me
into his arms he lifted me and carried me into the room and sat us on the sofa.
“Let it out, Sweetheart” he whispered into my hair as he rubbed gently up and
down my back.

Courtney and
Greg came over with George and Katie and their happy little chuckles brought me
back from my self-pity and I sat up and held my arms out to them.

They kicked
and wiggled until they were in my arms and they both snuggled into me, their
innocent sixth sense telling them what Mummy needed and I remained there for
the next twenty minutes just nuzzling and inhaling their delicious scent.

“You can do
this, Ava” Nate said eventually and I nodded.

“I can but
he’s struggling and to see him like that is… is… well it’s breaking my fucking
heart” I admitted and he nodded.

“He’s strong,
Ava and with your relentless passion you will both get past this I promise.”

I smiled and
nodded. “I better get back in there, he wasn’t happy about me leaving him as it
was.” I kissed my babies and handed them back as a tear slipped free when they
grumbled.

“Come on
peanuts, Aunty Courtney and Uncle Greg are taking you to the park” Courtney
encouraged but they still whinged.

“They’ll be
fine once they’re both in a swing” she reassured me and I nodded, knowing her
words were true.

She hugged
me and Greg kissed the top of my head. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours if
you need me. Sam and Elijah are here” he said and I nodded and smiled.

“You want me
to take a shift with him, Ava?” Nate asked but I shook my head.

“No, he
needs me Nate” he sighed but nodded.

“I’ll give
you five minutes alone and I’ll be back tomorrow” he said softly as he crouched
in front of me and took my hands.

“I love you,
Sweetheart” he said tenderly and I nodded.

“And I love
you, thank you for everything Nate, I don’t know if I’d…” I gulped the lump
away, determined to not cry again. He smiled and nodded and then stood and
left.

I closed my
eyes, appreciating the peace for a moment. I was really struggling to see Mason
in so much pain, exhausted and resigned, ready to give up at any moment.

This was
pure torture and I wasn’t sure what would come next and if I would get through
it in one piece never mind how Mason would get through the other side.

Mason’s
sickness eased a little within the next twelve hours but then came the mental
torture with the cold sweats and hot flushes, his body flipping from one
temperature extreme to the other.

We were both
currently snuggled in bed watching some lame film that wasn’t grabbing Mason’s
attention as he shivered relentlessly even though I had entwined my body around
his, desperately trying to get some warmth into him.

“Fuck baby,
I can’t do this anymore” he sobbed as his tears flowed and he curled up into
himself. Trying to roll him over and him stubbornly refusing, I climbed over
the top of him so I was in front of him and shrouded him with my arms and legs.

“Look at me,
Mason” I tried to prise his arms from the front of his face as he cried into
himself. “Baby, please look at me” I urged and he removed one arm, revealing
half of his face. “Tell me what you need Mason and I’ll do it” I said as I
wiped some of the tears off his face.

“You know
what I need, Ava” he hissed angrily and I tipped my head.

“Mason you
can’t baby, you’re nearly through this and you’re doing so fucking well and I’m
proud of you. You are doing this for your babies, Mason, because they need
their loving, fun and gentle Daddy back and you’re doing this for me because I
want my lover, my soul mate and my tender and passionate man back.”

He removed
his other arm, his face contorted in agony and longing. “But Ava, just a small
score and I’ll be back to normal baby, isn’t that what you want, me back to
normal and happy?”

I swallowed.
“Mason, that wasn’t you, you haven’t been you for a while now because of that
stuff” I told him and he scoffed.

“Oh fuck off
Ava; it didn’t make me any different to how I am normally.”

I sighed,
“Mason, you fucking raped me!” He froze then, his face full of anguish and
torment. “You tore chunks out of my neck so bad that I had to have stitches. Is
that what you want our relationship to be about? Me being terrified of what
you’ll do to me next, how much of a tantrum you’re going to have next when I
say no to something? Or just because you need a hit?”

He closed
his eyes and sighed deeply but shook his head, “No baby” he said quietly.

Taking his
hands in mine, we lay facing each other side by side. “I love you so much,
Mason but if you don’t do this then I can’t be with you, I won’t let you do
this to us.”

We lay in
silence, simply gazing at each other for a long time; our souls trying to comfort
each other until another raging shiver rocked Mason’s body. “God Fuck!” he
groaned and I cupped his face.

“Look at me,
baby” I whispered to him as he started shaking.

I huddled
him up and planted little kisses along his jaw, up and over the edge of his
face, stroking my tongue along the edge of his ear and then over his eyes as I
made my way to his mouth.

I had done
some research online before I had attempted to take Mason hostage, and it had
informed me that sex was the best diversion against the symptoms of withdrawal,
and hey, I was good with that.

Taking his
lower lip between my teeth, I nibbled it gently as my tongue stroked across,
urging him to play until he groaned and opened up to me and I kissed him
softly, gently and tenderly.

He wrapped
his arms around me pulling me close as he ground his erection into my belly and
a moan rumbled in the back of my throat as his hand cupped my breast, squeezing
gently.

Rolling him
over so I was straddled over him, wanting to take the strain, I licked my way
down his neck, sucking and licking him softly as his fingers twirled around my
hair, pushing my face against his skin in a silent message and I obliged,
pulling in his flesh between my teeth, sucking and biting it to leave my own
mark on him.

I made a wet
trail down to his nipple and lapped my tongue over the tight bud, causing him
to groan as I grazed it gently with my teeth and then blew softly over the
wetness. “Baby” he whispered, “I need you.”

I continued
trailing kisses and tender nibbles down over his scrumptious abs and stomach,
eliciting a moan from me at the sheer hardness and magnificence of his well-toned
body. “God, you’re beautiful and it’s all mine, Mason. You were made for me, to
please me, to satisfy me and to give me ultimate pleasure just by looking at
you” I whispered against his skin, now brushing my lips over his hot man trail
as I stroked a finger up the underside of his incredible cock.

A loud groan
left his mouth as I licked the tip of him and swirled my tongue around the
engorged head, relishing in the taste of his unique tangy muskiness. “
Fuck
”
he hissed.

“Does that
feel good baby, do you like my hot mouth around your hard dick?” I asked him knowing
my dirty mouth turned him on even more. I swirled him again and then slipped
down to take a testicle in my mouth, sucking it gently before moving back up to
work his cock harder.

He moaned
and bucked his hips, pushing himself between my lips. “Suck me Ava, make me
forget and just feel your amazing mouth blowing me” he growled as his fingers
twisted tighter in my hair and I sheathed him with my mouth, slowly plunging
down on him, deep throating him to near the base.

“Christ!” he
rasped as I bared my teeth on the journey back up his long, ribbed erection.

His large
hands cupped my head. “Make love to me Ava, I need to be inside you, I need to
feel you, baby” he breathed.

I licked up
the pre-cum and climbed back up him until I was resting over him. He slipped
his hand between us, positioning himself at my entrance and I sunk down on him
slowly. He tipped his head back and groaned as he lifted his hips; pushing his
cock in deeper “Fuck Ava, you feel so good.”

I leaned
over him and took his mouth with mine, sneaking my tongue in and playing with
his as his hands settled on my hips holding me still as he started thrusting
into me.

 “I didn’t
think you’d have the energy” I grinned at him and he smirked.

“I’ve always
got the energy to make love to you baby, you make me wild.”

I moaned
loudly as he ground into me as he buried in to the hilt. “Yes” I groaned, my
orgasm approaching swiftly.

“Give it me
Ava, I need it, baby” he panted as his drives got deeper and harder.

“God, yes.
Fuck, that’s good” I cried as I sat up and rested my hands on his chest,
working him hard and fast.

“Come on,
Baby” he cried, pinching one of my nipples between his finger and thumb as I
felt him swell inside me and I detonated his orgasm as I came forcefully and
tightly, both of us crying out each other’s name loudly as we pushed and ground
against each other, forcing every last drop of ecstasy out of us both.

I rested my
head on his chest as he enveloped me and held me tight. “God I love you. I
can’t breathe when we’re apart and you take my breath when you’re near me. I’d
die for you Ava, over and over, painfully and violently” he whispered as he
kissed my head.

“I’m sure
you don’t need to do that, baby” I grinned up at him.

He trailed
my cheek bone with his thumb. “I don’t know why you’re doing this for me Ava
but fuck me; I love you even more for it. I’m so sorry, baby” he choked out and
his eyes reflected every bit of truth in his words.

“I’m doing
this for the exact same reasons you’d do it for me” I explained and he smiled
softly, his eyes gleaming happily.

“New Year’s
Day” I said randomly and he frowned in confusion. I palmed his strong pecs and
pushed myself up, still straddling his hips as I stroked across his jaw and
then down and over his collar bone. “I want to marry you on New Year’s Day” I
told him and his eyes widened.

“Seriously?”
he cocked his head and I grinned and nodded.

“Will you?”
I asked and he barked out a huge laugh.

“Are you
fucking kidding me? Of course I will” he sat up, pushing his hands through my
hair and cupping my head. “God Ava” he brushed his lips over mine, gently and
lovingly as I grasped his hair.

“Own me,
Mason” I whispered and he gasped but his tongue stroked across my jaw, down my
throat and over to my shoulder where I had no wounds. He sucked in my flesh,
biting and sucking it harshly and I tipped my head back as I pulled his mouth
further into my skin. “More” I demanded and he satisfied my need, delivering
his trademark signature along my shoulder and down onto the swell of my breast.

He shivered
against me and I clung onto him as he groaned at the approaching abuse.

I pulled the
blanket around us as he laid us back down and we clung to each other for the
next five hours as he shivered and broke out in goose bumps or burned up and
sweated heavily, alternating between the two frequently and suddenly, moaning
and groaning in fits of sleep and then bouts of torturous consciousness as I
gently sang to him, hummed a rhythm or just told him about things we would do
when this was over until exhaustion and fatigue claimed me and I drifted away
for some much need peace and respite.