Fisting my renewed erection, I line my swollen tip up with her slick entrance. “Mama Bear?”
Autumn bites her bottom lip and wiggles her hips when she says, “Mama.”
“You like that, huh?” I brush the shell of her ear when I drop my voice and say, “It’s sexy, isn’t it? How risky we were, letting me cum inside you over and over again until you ‘accidentally’ got pregnant with my child?”
“Yes.” Autumn squeezes her eyes shut. “You’ve turned me into a freak.”
“You were already like that before we met. You just didn’t know it.” I lick the seam of her lips, testing how willing she isto kiss me after I’ve licked her pussy clean. “And now you’re going to be a mom of four.”
Autumn grabs my face, squeezing her pussy so tight around my shaft that my vision turns to static. She snaps against my lips, “Shut up and fuck me already.”
I laugh, which immediately breaks off into a guttural moan as soon as I pull back and thrust inside her. Autumn licks my lips before she shoves her tongue in my mouth as she takes me to the hilt with her own moans of pleasure. My freaky little angel.
“Geez, what happened to you?” Bailey asks Autumn when she opens her front door, letting out the blast of noise the kids are making. “Did you get hit by a car or something on the way here?”
“Certainly feels like it,” Autumn says with a blush staining her cheeks, dressed in one of my T-shirts that hangs close to her knees, a pair of my athletic shorts, and one of her newly reclaimed pairs of slippers.
We had a lengthy discussion regarding her hidden slippers while we showered…wherein Autumn ended up on her knees, sucking my cock clean before I returned the favor with her pussy a second time. We’ve finally reached a compromise—I’ll return one pair per weekaftershe lets me massage her feet for as long as I’d like. She thinks she’s getting the better end of the deal, but it couldn’t be further from the truth.
“I take it the plan was a success?” Bailey asks, bending sideways to stretch one way, then the other as she rubs her back, her neon orange pajama shirt too short to cover her baby bump. I can’t imagine how much she must ache, carrying triplets, especially with Isaiah’s children likely to be much larger than average.
I smirk as I step into the house behind Autumn upon Bailey’s invitation to come inside. “My greatest accomplishment yet,” I say, hooking an arm around Autumn’s waist, her hair hanging damp and loose down her back.
The only reason I resist resting my hand on her stomach is that we’ve decided to wait until Christmas to announce the pregnancy to everyone at once—finally, our first holiday together as a bona fide family of five and a half. It’s sure to be even better than Thanksgiving, now that I can touch Autumn as much as I like. I might even get away with sneaking her off into a vacant bedroom for a quickie or two.
I’m looking forward to it.
I push my hands into the pockets of the sweatpants I had to change into since my cock is too raw to bear the material of my boxer briefs and jeans. “Thanks for all your help,” I tell Bailey, since she’s the one who agreed to watch everyone’s kids so the other adults could get a night alone together. It was the perfect excuse to keep Autumn from staying the night with one of them. A win-win for everyone except Bailey, who won’t be getting much sleep.
Autumn jogs down the entryway and shouts, “Auntie A is here, and I’m getting married! Now, where are my munchkins?”
The living room explodes with noise, with Josephine being the loudest when she screams from around the corner, “He did it! Daddy did it!”
When Bailey and I make it into the living room, we’re just in time to see Josephine nearly bowl Autumn over. My little girl sobs into Autumn’s neck when my beautiful fiancée bends at the knee, squeezing Josephine so tight, I don’t know how either of them is able to breathe.
Sebastian pushes himself off the floor and throws himself at Autumn next. “Tum Tum, here, Tum Tum, here!”
A few things Autumn and I easily agree on are that wewant the boys to know who their biological parents are, and that their parents loved them so incredibly much, just as we do. Each child, no matter their blood, will be treated and loved the same. How the boys address us will be their choice as they grow older.
As for Josephine, it appears she’s already decided what she wants to call Autumn when she yells to her friends, “Lainey! Ivy! I have a mom! A real mom!”
Autumn collapses on her butt, squeezing the life out of Josephine and Sebastian as she sobs just as hard. “My babies. Oh, I love you so much!”
I snap enough photos that my phone warns me I’m running low on storage. I never want to forget this moment.
Benjamin, who must have already been asleep in the nursery, pipes up from down the hall. I lift him from the crib, bouncing him in my arms to earn me one of those charming, gummy smiles of his. Clara stirs in one of the other cribs, but she falls back to sleep quickly, most likely used to all the noise. My cheeks ache with my smile when Benjamin and I join our family in the living room. We’re five puzzle pieces that were never meant to fit together but somehow do. When I notice all the other kids watching us, it strikes me—every single person in this room is now my family, the puzzle expanding exponentially. I can’t imagine anything better in all the world.
Once we can finally pull apart, depleted of tears and energy, I help Autumn arrange herself on the couch, lying back with Sebastian tucked into her side and Benjamin sprawled on her chest. She’s exactly where she wants to be after fighting her feelings for us too long. She’ll never have to fight them again, and neither will I.
Bailey grabs my arm to pull me into the kitchen, where Isaiah is keeping an eye on a bag of popcorn heating in the microwave. Her eyes start to water, her chin quivering when she says, “I need to apologize again for the part I played at thedeli. It was wrong, and I feel just awful about making fun of you. You didn’t deserve that.”
“No worries. Autumn made it up to me,” I say with a grin that Isaiah reads exceptionally well, the corners of his lips ticking up.
Remembering Autumn’s office apology makes my cock twitch, which in turn has me hissing, my eyes crossing with the pain. I’d planned on making love to her all night long, but, physically, I don’t know if I’m capable of going another round without my dick falling off and my jaw coming unhinged. A trip to the ER wouldn’t be a pleasant end to one of the best days of my life.
Wearing a matching set of Bailey’s orange pajamas, Isaiah passes the steaming bag of popcorn to his wife. “Not sure you’re going to make it home anytime soon,” he says with a chuckle and a clap on my back, tipping his head toward the living room.
With Josephine sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch, Autumn’s eyelids slowly droop while her fingers grow clumsier as she strokes Josephine’s hair. “You’re welcome to stay to finish the movie.”
