The Life - Rebirth (The Life 4)

Once the three of them were fed and clean, I figured they would go back to bed, nope. They wanted to explore. “Are they always like this?”

“No, they sleep through the night. I think it’s because of all the changes that they did it here and on the island.”

“What island?”

She seemed to catch on that she’d said something she shouldn’t have.

“Did you see Jimmy?”

“You have the nerve to bring his name up to me?”

“Gabriel, what did you do?”

“What makes you think I did anything?”

“If you saw him, then you must know the truth.”

“What truth?” I guess she was feeling brave because the kids were awake because she cocked her hip and looked me square in the face and told a bald-faced lie.

“That we’re getting married in a week and planning to have twelve more children, of course. We’re thinking of having our own reality show, the Alaskan Outback Breeders. Why are you glitching?”

“What?”

“That tic in your jaw.” I grabbed her shirt, my shirt, and pulled her in close, keeping my eyes on the kids over her head.

“You feel that? That can give you pain as well as pleasure.” I pressed her into my erection that started at about the time she started feeding baby number one. “Choose very carefully which one you prefer.” I bit her ear, and she trembled. “Now, who’s glitching?” She was twitching from leg to leg.

“I’m not glitching. I have to pee.” She escaped, and I went to hang with the kids who dropped like dominoes one after the other within minutes.

That’s not so bad!

I had a new dilemma when she came out of the bathroom. All of us could fit on the bed easily, but the space might be a little cramped with the way these kids sleep. It’s like Anna and Rosa all over again, limbs spread to the max. I dragged the cushions off the overstuffed couches in the living room and put them next to the bed.

She stared at me from her place on the bed as I got undressed, pretending not to feel her eyes on me. I laid down on the pillows thinking I was tired enough to be out in minutes. I didn’t last five minutes. She yelped when I reached up and pulled her by the waist to the edge of the bed, then lifted her gently onto the pillows.

“Shh, you’ll wake the babies.” I looked down at her in the moonlight, and my heart quite frankly sang. It hit me in the gut that she was really here. That I’d been given a second chance. “I missed you.” The words just slipped from my lips, words I hadn’t meant to say, not yet at least. Not until I’d made things right.

“I missed you too.” It was the first real sign of softness I'd seen in her since she came home, that vulnerability I know so well, and the sheen of tears in her eyes humbled me. This kiss was soft and subtle, like old times. I touched her in the darkness, looking for any changes that carrying my children might’ve made.

My hand spanned her flat tummy where my children once slept, and I was once again in awe at the miracle that is her body. I kissed the flesh over her ovaries, paid homage to her womb through touch, and made my way down her body until I came to rest between her thighs.

Her scent, which I hadn’t taken the time to enjoy before because I was too much in a rush, now assailed me, filling my senses and sending my hunger into overdrive. I gave her my tongue and reveled in her response as she dug her fingertips into my scalp. Her hips rocked gently against my mouth until I went after her clit and bit it ever so gently, and then she exploded.

I moved up and slid into her mid-orgasm, planting my lips close to her ear. “Give me another child Gianna.”

GIANNA

Why are those words so enflaming? Why did my body respond in a burst of heat so strong I almost lifted him off me with my hips as my body skyrocketed into orbit? I didn’t think of the pain of childbirth, which I swore I would never go through again, or the cracked and sore nipples, the middle of the night feedings; none of it mattered in that moment.

His words made me hotter than hell, and I became the aggressor. I tore at his flesh with my nails as our hips fought each other for dominance. My legs wrapped around him as I tried to get closer, take him in deeper, and then he bit my neck in my special place, and I went insane with pleasure.

I felt him growing and pulsing inside me, and all I could think of was him cumming deep in me, planting his seed again. I had the most intense orgasm of my life, and I’ve had some doozies before. Maybe it’s because our first pregnancy wasn’t planned; maybe it’s knowing that he wanted that with me that made it so amazing. Whatever the case, I wasn’t thinking about anything else but here and now.