Mana: Before The Rise 23 Returned Wife 7

Anna's voice had been a strident shriek of indignation. "After all the years of pain and humiliation our father put our mother through, put us through with that American wh.o.r.e of his, you take an American wife and now she's having your baby? You would do that to us?"

Rachel flinched in her dream. This was the day Rachel had found out about her condition and went to talk to Isandro about it but ended up stumbling on this painful conversation. In other words, Rachel is dreaming of a memory

Isandro's own tone had sent s.h.i.+vers down Maddison's spine. "Anna, nothing has changed. This is a business arrangement. The fact that she is now bearing my child is an unexpected bonus. It will save me the bother of marrying again in order to secure an heir."

His sister's voice had lowered dangerously, reeking of suspicion. "Are you in love with her?"

Isandro had laughed quickly, harshly. "Of course not."

"Then why did you sleep with her?"

Isandro's voice had turned icy. "That is none of your business."

"I can't imagine it was fun."

"She means nothing more to me than a means to an end. She never did; she never will. I don't care what our father did. That has no bearing on how I am going to live my life. I will not be dictated to by his misdemeanors, and I will certainly not be dictated to by you. She has more than fulfilled her function as my wife and you will accept that."

"She's truly trapped you now, brother dear…" Ana had finished tauntingly.
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Rachel woke up with a s.h.i.+ver as tears fell from her eyes, Maddison's pain is also her pain. "Elfin are all the lives of my other self's this painful?" Rachel asked

[They are, we haven't even hit the worst of them yet, Rachel.]

"Why?"

[Because they are shards of a soul, because they don't mean much to the words, they become disposable pieces. In other terms 'Cannon Fodder']

"Tsk"

[Fate is a cruel Destiny]

"Yes, it sure is"

Rachel did not go back to sleep as she was lost in her thoughts again. She saw the midnight rain, and for the first time since she stepped into this house she walked outside. And became drenched in it. Her nightgown contracted mud as she waddled far into the garden.

The thing about being this 'Sick' was that Maddison body was always in pain. No amount of pain medication was going to stop it. So Rachel, felt everything when she made a single step, its sad really. She should be in a hospital right now. But,

"What the h.e.l.l do you think you're doing?"

"Standing in the rain" Rachel said with a chuckle, she did this in her old life to. And then slowly turned to Isandro. 'Ever since I met this man, I felt nothing other then l.u.s.t. Maddison 'Love', I think might have been crushed by memories."

"I can see that."

Rachel saw it in his eyes the same 'l.u.s.t' she herself has and couldn't help but smile as she walked seductively towards him. Her nightdress was drenched so they held tightly on her curves. She saw it in his eyes that he was losing control of himself.

She laughed

"Dammit, woman, what's wrong with you?"

"The same thing that's wrong with you" Rachel laughed again as her face was in front of his and touched his chest that warm, his heart was beating fast. "You know, Isandro, this was always the best part of our marriage" She pulled his face down to hers and whispered in the most seductive voice possible. "I want You"

"Maddison…" His voice was hoa.r.s.e, but he didn't move.

"Please" She pushed her body into his, making him feel every bit of her own need.

Isandro wasn't strong enough to try and pull back, a.n.a.lyses what was going on. With an urgent movement and a guttural moan dredged up from somewhere deep inside, Isandro put two hands around Rachel's head, and met her mouth with his.

At some point he picked her up and they both went into the nearest bedroom.

Isandro was still cradling her head, his hands around her face, not letting her move an inch as he plundered her mouth. His tongue sought hers, tangled and danced. Rachel could feel the heat rise from a pool low in her belly. She could feel only the hard evidence of Isandro's arousal against her.

A fierce exulting force moved through her.

Soon they where both stark naked pa.s.sion gripped them, overtook them. They kissed furiously. Isandro's hands roamed over Rachel's back down to her b.u.t.tocks, which he cupped in his two big hands.

He pulled her up and into him, so that the aching jut of his arousal was right there. Rachel responded, her own hands searching, seeking to touch him all over.

There was aching and moaning sound coming from their bedroom, along with satisfied release that finished in the end.

After a long moment Isandro found the strength to move and release Rowan from him, from his weight. Pulling free of her body caused a yearning, aching feeling to surge up, and to disguise it he got up off the bed and walked into his bathroom to deal with the protection.

After he'd done that, he looked at himself in the mirror of the bathroom, with the door shut firmly on the woman who lay in the bed just feet away.

The words What the h.e.l.l just happened? reverberated in his head, but it seemed almost too ba.n.a.l to try and articulate how he felt about what had just happened. All he knew was that one moment he'd been standing in front of her in the pouring rain, asking her what she was doing, and the next…the next she'd been under him, and he'd been sinking into her like a man in a desert starved of water who'd just found an oasis.

Rachel smiled to herself, in her life this type of thing never happened, but, in Maddison's is did. Rachel never knew pleasure in "s.e.x' would feel this good. She s.h.i.+vered,

'Ah! This is not good; I might become addicted' Rachel thought and stood up with a deep breath. She went and found a robe to put on. Her expression Neutral when Isandro walked in

Just as she was about to walk out, he said something that nearly drove her mad.

"You've been dead to me since you left, Maddison, dead to Zac. And in many ways, I think it might have been preferable if you had died, or at least stayed away."