My career had taken off. I had employees, only two of them, but I still had to hire more staff. We had an office of our own, having outgrown Trisha’s shared one. Things were great.
Would another baby fit into our busy lives?
“You’re not ready, are you?” A momentary look of disappointment flashed over his face. He shook it off. “It was selfish of me to ask. You’ve got your company and everything. We’ve got time.”
Imri wrapped his arms around me. I sank into the feeling of his love surrounding me. The bond showed me his pang of hurt, yet also his love and trust in me.
“Are you sure?” If it was something he really wanted, I’d give it some more thought.
“I’m sure. Just… can we re-visit another baby? Maybe in a year or two?”
That I could do. He always looked on the bright side. Was always problemsolving or finding a compromise. It was one of his best qualities.
“Absolutely. I think it would be better once Aspen and Hazel are in school, especially if we split the week like we did when they were younger.”
The youngest went to a daycare during the week for a few hours, giving Imri time to work without interruptions at home. I was splitting my time between the office and home and limiting my working week to thirty hours maximum, so we could have a decent work/life balance.
“Yeah, you’re right. We can still have your heat, can’t we?”
“Oh, yeah. We’ll grab some contraception potions and get my parents to babysit for a couple days. Have some time alone as a couple. What do you think?”
“I think you have all the best ideas.” Imri nuzzled my neck.
“Why don’t I ditch this and we can go practice?”
“Yeah, my mate has the very best ideas.”
Imri scooped me into his arms and raced up the stairs to our bedroom. As we passed Sandy’sroom, he caught sight of us, sighed and put his headphones on. “Night, Dad and Poppa!”
“Night!”
He dropped me onto the bed and in a flash, my mate was on me, his mouth covering mine. His tongue pushed my lips apart.
Surrendering, I kissed him back, my arms coming around him. I’d never get tired of being with Imri. His touch always set me alight.
Soon we were naked and Imri’s thick cock was stretching me in the best ways. We knew each other’s bodies better now, knowing exactly which buttons to push. When we both came, we lay there, wrapped around each other, all sweaty but sated.
After we cleaned up, I rested my head on his chest, ready to go to sleep. Imri whispered words of love to me and held me close just as sleep claimed me.
I’d gone into those woods almost five years ago to find proof of the dingo I’d seen in there, only to find my fated mate. To the town, I was still dingo boy, but now it was a point of pride because I’d been right to follow my curiosity. It had given me the life of my dreams and more love than I’d ever hoped for.
