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I love it. I love my darling little Aurora, just as much as I love my woman.

Yes, she’s named after the princess from Sleeping Beauty. Red wanted to keep on the whole fairy tale theme, and with how much she screamed and put up with for nine months, I wasn’t going to disagree with her.

Not that I would. It’s a beautiful name.

I rock Aurora as I carry her to a crib. I set her down gently, and make sure the baby monitor is working. I’m always worried about her, and the monitor hasn’t failed me yet, but it doesn’t stop me from double checking every time.

With the daughter lulled to sleep, I head to my garage, and dig out the anniversary present I mean to give to Red.

One year in, and my love burns for her hotter than I could ever imagine. And that intensity doesn’t seem to be fading any time soon. I open the box, and see them glisten. Two earrings, adorned with the gemstone of Aurora’s birth month. I close it, and head up to our bedroom.

My cabin has grown. When I got back from the honeymoon, I put in some extra elbow grease to do the additions I want, working Rainier and I to the bone, even calling Baker to help us out on occasion. I’m going to make an honorary Crumble out of that guy yet.

I set out some candles and light them, and pour some slightly chilled champagne for the two of us. Given we had just dealt with the most wonderfully stressful thing of our lives, we decided to keep our first anniversary celebration somewhat tame. Just some fun at home, enjoying our time together and enjoying one another.

Red comes into the bedroom, wearing a long cloak she wore to the Halloween party a few months ago. We went as the Big Bad Wolf and Red Riding Hood. A very, very pregnant and very, very sexy Red Riding Hood.

She does a coy little walk as she approaches me on the bed. “Oh, Hood, what big eyes you have.”

“The better to enjoy your beauty with, my dear,” I say, fully into her little role play scenario.

“Oh, Hood, what wide shoulders you have.”

I look her up and down. The hood covers a whole lot, and I’m curious what she’s wearing underneath. “The better to carry you and my lovely daughter with, my dear.”

Her eyes go to my sweatpants. I’m rock hard just thinking about her and what’s obviously coming. “Oh, Hood, what a massive cock you have.”

She shrugs off the cloak, it dropping to the ground around her feet.

There’s nothing underneath, nothing but an incredibly sexy woman I’m madly in love with.

“The better to fuck you with, my dear,” I say as I leap up, becoming the wolf she wants me to be. Taking her down to the bed, kissing her, feeling, ravaging her.

The fire will never die between us. The decades to come will feel like a fairy tale, and I’m certain we’re set to have our own happily ever after.

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