Her Shield (The Uncut Series Book 1) by D. Camille Page B

enough.”
      “She'll do something eventually though and I'll get my chance,” Sage assured her.
      “Well Isis is secluded in the mountains, so I know she's safe,” Isabelle said smiling slyly.
    Sage watched her sister-in-law. “What did you do?”
      “I asked Ray to send Agent Graham with her.”
    Sage's mouth fell open. “The Gods! Are you matchmaking?”
      Isabelle nodded. “Yes, I need to get her away from Daddy and Marcus Graham is the man to do it. He'll take her mind completely off of Milton Martin.”
      “He might just take her mind. That man is fine,” Sage told her.
      “What man is fine?” Jordan Black asked entering the office with their two-year-old daughter, Diamond.
    Sage smirked. “You're not the only fine man Jordan.”
      He came over and kissed his wife on the lips. “I'm the only fine man you should be talking about.”
    Jordan then walked over and kissed Isabelle's cheek. “Hey Izzy, how are you?”
    She smiled at him. “Hi Jordan, I'm fine.”
      “Hi Tee Tee Moon!” Diamond said smiling at Isabelle and Jordan quickly turned to Sage.
      “What the hell did I tell y'all?” he protested.
      Isabelle stood to her feet and kissed the pretty little brown-eyed girl who was hanging onto her father's neck. “Hello Diamond.”
    Sage slowly got to her feet. “It's okay Jordan. It was easier for her to say Moon than Isabelle.”
    His eyes narrowed. “She could say Izzy...that's not hard!”
      “Moon is only one syllable. When she's talking more, we'll teach her.”
      Jordan nodded. “See y'all think you're slick, but my baby is not going to be walking around calling people Moons and Sun Gods. You hear me Sage?”
      Sage walked over to her husband and stretched to kiss his lips. “Yes, my Khemetic warrior,” she whispered.
      “Keep playing....” Jordan warned.
    *********
      Isis sat on the bed in the bedroom she'd chosen in her bra and panties watching Marcus remove his shirt and then his shorts. He stood in his boxers and gazed into her eyes.
      “You know you have to take those off,” he told her.
    She nodded quickly. “Yes, I know.”
    He waited. “Are you nervous?”
    Quickly she nodded again. “Yes. Now I am.”
      “Okay, let's do this...” He climbed onto the bed and helped her to lie on her back. “I'll ask you some math problems to relax you.”
    She smiled up at him. “I hate math.”
      “We'll do counting,” he kissed her cheek. “You count while I help you to relax.”
    He placed a hand on her abdomen. “Count how high?” she whispered.
      “Until you can't anymore.” He looked down into her face.
      “Okay....one, two, three...” she began and he kissed her behind her ear. Slowly his mouth moved down her neck as his hand caressed her body.
      “Seven, eight...” she whispered as he slid her panties down her hips.
    She paused. “I can't hear you Princess.”
      “Uh...twelve, thirteen...”
      When his hand invaded her unseen spot and began a sensual massage, she moaned that throaty sound that made him hard as a brick. He soon felt her feminine juices release on his fingers.
      “Oh lord!” she groaned as her legs opened wider.
      “That's not a number.”
      Marc treated her to the pleasure a short while longer before sliding her panties down her long legs and over her manicured feet. Slowly he slid his hands up her legs to her trembling thighs parting them wide.
      “Now Princess, tell me if your girlfriends told you correctly.”
    He lowered his head and before he was done, Isis called on every deity known to man.

Chapter 7
      Isis regained her breath and looked down into sizzling gray eyes. Marc smiled as he climbed over her while holding her gaze and Isis watched the beautiful, brown muscled body settle above her resting on his elbows.
      “Are you still nervous?”
    She shook her head watching him closely. “Not at all.”
    He turned them on their sides facing one another. “Why have you waited?”