Graham (Obsessed Alpha 3)

Graham rushes to my side as I wipe my tears. “What’s wrong, baby? Did you not get something you wanted? Did I fuck up?”

“No, you and our son are all I want. These are happy tears. I didn’t expect my life to flip overnight, but I’m forever grateful it did. I love you so much, Graham.”

“I love you.” He holds me tighter than before. After my near-death experience turned my already obsessive man twice as nuts. Most days it’s wonderful, but now when he has to actually go into the office, he demands I come with him. Even having his mother around doesn’t settle him down. He’s afraid he’ll lose me, and I can’t say I blame him. I haven’t taken a bath since then. I go into the shower and only when he’s around. When I looked up the statistics, it’s freaking more common of an event. My life almost ended as we created a new one. That makes me more emotional about our baby coming.

“My mom will be here in an hour.”

“Oh yeah. I almost forgot.”

“I haven’t. Now that dinner’s in the oven, how about I spend the time driving you to more happy tears.” On top of being a hotshot tech king, he’s also a fantastic cook. Most nights I do the cooking, or we dine out, but every once in a while, he whips up a fabulous meal that makes my mouth water and my pussy throb. A man who cooks and knows how to make you come is one magical man.

“It doesn’t take long for that. I’m mush in your hands, and you know it.”

“I didn’t say I’d stop after making your pussy come for me once. I want at least three orgasms out of you.”

“That’s a lot. I don’t think we have time for all that.”

“When are you going to learn never to challenge me, wife?”

Fifty-eight minutes later, I was getting dressed after screaming my husband’s name four times. Maybe I’ve learned too well what happens when I challenge him, and I love testing him.

Graham

Ten years later…

“We’re done after this one,” Gia shouts, glaring at me after another contraction rips through her. I hate this damn part more than the six weeks of waiting to fill her back up again. “I wish you’d stop challenging me, Mrs. Hamilton. You know I can’t get enough of seeing you swollen with my babies.”

“I know.” She loves it too. She’s just ready to have this baby come out. For the past decade, I’ve kept her knocked up. We have seven boys. We keep trying for a little girl, but alas it hasn’t happened.

“I’m sorry.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Yeah, sorry not sorry is more like it.”

“No. This is the part I’m sorry about. I hate seeing you in any pain. The rest, I can never be sorry for.” I lean down closer, whispering for only her ears. “I love having you spread out wide, taking me until you cry out my name. I love seeing you swell as my baby grows in your amazing body. I love the way you rub your belly and talk to our little ones. I love that I can do that too. Most of all I love you, Gia.”

“Oh-oh, Graham,” she sobs. “That’s so sweet.” I kiss her temple, and we sit in silence. Another twenty minutes later and out pops my next boy. Ryan, Jacob, David, Thomas, Max, and Daniel are all outside with their Grandma and Grandpa, waiting to meet their newest brother, Elliot. Yes, my mother married the good doctor who helped save my wife after asking her to marry her at Christmas. He’s a great man that I wish met my mother years ago.

“He’s perfect, my love. Thank you for giving me another treasure.”

“This is the last one. I don’t think you’re capable of giving me a little girl.” Fuck, the woman loves to toss out a challenge.

***

Less than two years later…

“Happy birthday, little princess.” I look down at my brand-new little girl. She’s a perfect little thing. I stare up at Gia, thanking my stars that we bumped into each other. “I’ll be sending Phillipe a different present this time.” After all, he’s the reason we met.

“He’s going to love it. I think he’s going to love the pink arrowed cufflinks. They’re going to take him by surprise.” Every time Gia gives me another baby, I send Phillipe a pair of cufflinks shaped as arrows because he’s my version of cupid.

My love for Gia allowed me to forgive the past pain caused by my father. I even went to his grave to tell him that. Without him, I wouldn’t be where I was, finding my forever, my will, my heart, and my obsession.

THE END