"No, I should be able to handle this. I will call if I need you." Selena said. "Thank you."
As they rushed Liam to the medical center, Selena's mind was racing with worst-case scenarios. She pushed aside her fears and focused on saving Liam's life.
She quickly got to work, assessing Liam's injuries and starting treatment. Her hands moved swiftly and surely, her training and experience guiding her as she worked to stabilize Liam's condition. As she worked, Selena's anxiety grew. She knew that every minute counted, and she was determined to do everything in her power for Liam.
Meanwhile, Liam finally began to rouse. Selena's eyes lit up with relief as she saw him stir. "Liam?" she said, her voice soft and gentle. "Can you hear me?"
Liam groggily opened his eyes, wincing in pain. Selena quickly ran tests, checking for any serious injuries. But to her relief, Liam seemed to be fine - just battered and bruised.
"You asshole. You scared me." Selena breathed a sigh of relief as she bandaged Liam's wounds. "You're going to be okay," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "You scared me half to death."
Liam smiled weakly, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean to worry you."
Selena's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Liam. She had been so worried about losing him, and now he was safe and sound. She felt a wave of relief wash over her, followed by a deep sense of gratitude.
Selena's hands trembled as she gently lifted Liam's eyelids, checking his pupils for any signs of damage. She was worried, and it showed. Liam's eyes seemed a bit unfocused, and she suspected he might have a concussion.
Just as she was starting to get concerned, Liam's Advanced Android (A.A) system kicked in, releasing a batch of cells to repair the damage. Liam's eyes flickered, and he looked up at Selena, a hint of a smile on his lips.
"My A.A released cells, I'll be alright," he whispered, his voice reassuring.
"Is this supposed to make me feel less upset that you have received an injury to your brain?" Selena said, her face was etched with worry, but she quickly composed herself, focusing on stitching up the wound on Liam's forehead. She applied a bandage, her hands moving swiftly and surely.
"Just let me take care of you; you do not always have to suffer in silence," Selena ordered. By the time she finished, Liam was already looking better. He sat up, his eyes locked on Selena's, and pulled her into his arms. His lips brushed against hers in a soft, gentle kiss.
"Hey, stop worrying," he whispered, his voice cowed by her logic. "I'm fine."
"It was just knock on the head this time, the panel could have taken off your head. What would we do without you?" she said. But Selena was still fretting over him, her hands fluttering over his face and chest. Liam chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
"Do you want me to prove it? That I am fine. " he asked, his voice low and suggestive.
"It is not just that, what would I do without you? I would go crazy if I lost you, if I had to face this alone without you," she said as she cupped his cheeks softly. Her eyes were rimmed with tears.
Selena's eyes met his, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, without warning, Liam's lips crashed down on hers, pulling her into a frenzied kiss. Selena's worries melted away as she lost herself in the kiss. Liam's arms wrapped around her, pulling her close as their lips devoured each other. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the heat of their passion.
Liam broke their kiss. "I won't do something like that again, okay." he looked at his wife, any insecurities he could have in this lifetime about his place in her heart were gone. Being born a twin, he felt like he was always a spare.
Especially with the prophecy. Before she came into their lives, the engagement that was older than them weighed heavily on his shoulders. The duty of it. One of them was to marry the woman who would be the key to the human race and the world's survival. Growing up, Jakob was always stronger, braver, and more decisive. The perfect half to suit McKenna. Father's golden son. After she came, things changed for them all.
Selena ripped her mouth off of Liam's, her chest heaving with excitement. "You know we have a sitter?" she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You, me, and now. It's been so long since we've been able to be loud."
The private room was small, with cream-colored walls and a single bed in the center. The smell of antiseptic and hospital food wafted through the air, but Selena didn't notice. She was too busy staring at Liam, her heart racing with desire.
Liam stared back at her, his eyes burning with passion. "We have no..." he paused, his voice husky. "Condoms," he finished.
Selena's smile was sly. "Well, why don't we see if we can have another?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. Provoking him. He was more than ready.
As she spoke, she reached out and tore Liam's wet shirt off of him. The sound of wet ripping fabric filled the air, followed by the soft beeping of machines outside the room. The storm raged on outside, but in this small, private space, all that mattered was the two of them.
Liam's eyes widened as Selena's mouth covered his, her lips hot and demanding. He felt his desire surge out of control, his hands reaching out to grab Selena's waist. As they kissed, the sounds outside the room faded away. The hospital, the storm, everything disappeared, leaving only the two of them, lost in their passion.
Selena's hands roamed over Liam's chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. Liam's hands were equally busy, his fingers tangling in Selena's hair as he deepened the kiss.
Their breathing was ragged, their hearts pounding in unison. The air was thick with tension, the only sound was the soft rustling of clothes and the beating of their hearts.
As they broke apart for air, Liam's eyes locked onto Selena's, his gaze burning with desire. "I love you," he said, his voice laced with lust.
Selena's smile was radiant. "I love you too," she whispered back, her voice barely audible.
Liam's eyes sparkled with excitement as he gently unwrapped Selena, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. The hospital bed, with its crisp white sheets and sturdy metal frame, seemed to fade into the background as they lost themselves in each other.
As he revealed more of her skin, Liam trailed kisses across her body, his lips warm and gentle. Selena's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing slowing as she let herself be swept up in the moment.
Liam's hands roamed over her body, his fingers dancing across her skin. He sucked gently on her skin, his lips leaving a trail of warmth behind. Selena's body trembled, her muscles relaxing as she let go of all tension.
The sound of the storm outside receded, replaced by the soft rustle of the hospital's ventilation system and the beating of their own hearts. The room seemed to shrink, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little world.
As Liam's kisses trailed lower, Selena's body arched, her muscles tensing in anticipation. Liam's hands parted her legs, his lips tracing a path along her skin. Selena's eyes flew open, her gaze meeting Liam's as he looked up at her, his eyes burning with desire.
But instead of continuing, Liam suddenly stopped, his face inches from Selena's. He looked up at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief, and said, "I think we've gotten a bit carried away, don't you?"
Selena's face flushed with excitement, her eyes locked on Liam's. "No, don't stop.", she panted, her voice husky.
Liam's grin was wicked. "I think we should slow down," he said, his voice low and teasing. "We don't want to rush things."
Selena's eyes narrowed, her body still humming with desire. "You're teasing me," she accused, her voice playful.
Liam's chuckle was low and husky. "Maybe a little," he admitted, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
As they gazed at each other, the tension between them was palpable. Selena's body still shook with desire, her muscles tense with anticipation.
But Liam seemed content to simply look at her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her flushed skin and tangled hair. Selena felt a shiver run down her spine as he gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Liam spoke. "You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
Selena's face flushed with pleasure, her heart skipping a beat. "Thank you," she whispered back, her voice barely audible.
Liam dipped his head between her legs and spread out her delicate flesh, her soft cries spurring him on to please her. He was aching for her, happy to fulfill her wish. Her hands tangled in his hair as her hips quaked. His face was wetted by her climax. He grinned and let out a contented sigh.
Selena's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing coming in gasps as she let herself be swept up in the moment. Liam's hands were gentle, his touch soothing, and she felt her worries and cares melting away like snowflakes in the rain.
She felt him move between her legs and sink himself inside her. The scorching heat of him branding her insides with pleasure. Liam grabbed her hips and started slow, building his pace. Their bodies slapped together in a way that they could not do in the home, in the way they snuck off into the fields to do, or behind the house at night.
Liam took her hard. He rubbed her with his thumb gently. He was ready; the stimulation was far too much for him. Selena was a visual masterpiece in front of him; she was unbridled and unfettered, her perfect full chest swaying with their movements, her body shaped to perfection by motherhood. Her toes curled, and she found her release. He joined her.
Liam collapsed on top of her, gasping. She tried to move, but he was focusing on accomplishing his mission. His calendar had her cycle date, and he always tracked it.
"Don't move just yet," Liam said. He picked up her bottom and tilted her abdomen towards her. His fingers deftly danced along her pink flesh and coaxed her body repeatedly into climax in intervals.
"Liam, you really are so goal-oriented. Trying multiple times is fun too." Selena said, exhausted. Liam felt like she was issuing a challenge. He felt himself spring to life again and proceeded to take her again in the same manner. As the storm raged outside the dome, Selena and Liam lost themselves in their own little world, a world of warmth and comfort, of love and desire.
And as they lay there afterwards, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that nothing else mattered, not the storm outside, not the hospital room, not anything. All that mattered was the love they shared and the warmth of each other's bodies.