We stay locked in that position for a long time after, just kissing and petting. I want my seed to take root, so I’m in no rush to pull out as her warm, soft body wraps around me.
“Do you hope it’s a boy this time?” She looks up at me and bites her bottom lip. It’s cute how she’s so shy about this, but I know it’s because she’s afraid to wish for so much when we have so much already.
“I hope whatever we have has your brains and my good looks.” I smirk at her and she slaps my chest playfully. Our twin girls look exactly like their mother and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“You’re lucky I don’t leave this island.” She pretends to sigh and roll her eyes.
“Like I wouldn’t hunt you down and bring you back.”
“True. Then I guess I’d be stolen just like your brothers’ wives.”
I shrug as I lean in close. “Stolen to love,” I say before I kiss my way down her neck.
“That doesn’t sound too terrible.”
I begin to thrust again and her laughter turns into a moan. “Forever, love.”
“Forever.”
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THE END!