Two months ago he flew down to Bleak and found us a house on my brother's block and bought it for us. “Have I told you how amazing you are, my wife? You have spent the last seven years pregnant and have never complained. You amaze me, baby.” See why I love him.
“What do I have to complain about, my love? There is nothing more beautiful than seeing the evidence of our love in the faces of our babies. In knowing that I can carry that love with me and keep it safe and thriving for nine months until they are ready to share with us. I love our life, husband. Just as much as I love you.” my heart opens and spills for him at his feet. Nothing he doesn’t know, but it still feels good to share.
“You know I keep you pregnant, so everyone knows you are claimed, right?”
“Yes. I do know that. But since this is our last one, what are you going to do then?” I ask him. I am hiding my laugh because his face is scrunched up and I know what he is going to say.
“Last one my ass. You would have been fine if this one were a boy and they outnumbered the girls, but you pulled a fast one on me. So now, we have to have one more boy so they can help keep your troublemaking girls wrangled.” Rolling my eyes at him, I smack his chest.
“Your boys are going to be the issue. Watch.” he chuckles and grabs my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. Devouring my mouth with a sleeping Eddie in his carrier, I feel my pussy gush for him, always ready and wet for her master.
“Don’t act like you don’t have fun making them, Chas.” he smacks my ass, grabs the baby and walks out. Admiring his ass as he leaves, I admit to myself that everything about our love is an adventure. From day one it hasn’t been dull and now, with freedom, we have found even more. Peace.