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He's self-sufficient as fuck because he's always had to be. It kills me. The only two people he actually likes are Pops and Love. He's coming around to Bellamy, too. I think their faith in him has done a lot of good.
He's moving in the right direction; I'll put it that way.
He's in therapy once a week.
Dexter hit meetings three or four times a week after his mom died. Without Pops and Jude being added to the mix, I don't think things would have gone as smoothly as they did.
Not at all.
We married under pack law. It's been a wild ride, that's for sure. We were a pack before we filed the paperwork, but it's nice knowing it's official.
It gives Lyric's side of the pack the right to take over caring for Bellamy and Declan if God forbid something happened to us.
It also made it a whole lot easier for Jude and Vince to jump in with Griffin on the new office of Stone security. They grumbled a bit when Love put down a chunk of her inheritance so they could own a portion, too, but I know it makes them feel more comfortable. They've always contributed to the pack, but I'm a man, so I understand that urge to pull their own weight.
Dexter and Jude are out somewhere, likely climbing something and doing their best to break a bone. It helps Dex decompress and burn energy before a show, so I let him have at it.
Declan and Bellamy are home with the nanny and Pops. We've got the first cross-over mini-show tonight at the new arena for Ruined Records shows.
It's fucking killer. Fancy as hell and set up for premium sound quality. Jamen knows exactly what he's doing after all these years. I don't get anxious anymore, but it's also a fucking huge sold-out crowd. I'm burning off some of my extra energy in my favorite way.
"Goddamn, Love," I growl, watching her tits bounce in the mirror. "Keep tightening your cuntjustlike that."
Her bra is pulled down in the front, and each snap of my hips makes her titties jiggle. Her hands slide around where she holds onto the station. I bite my lip as I get hit with a strong wave of her desire. The bond is everything. I love knowing where her head is at in our day-to-day life, but the sex?
The sex is fucking phenomenal. Being able to feel her arousal fuels my own.
Love's eyes are squeezed shut, but I catch Vince as he saunters in. I smirk, slamming into her a few times and bust as deep as I can go. Bellamy is almost a year old, and Love ditched the birth control pills a few weeks ago.
I snarl as I fill her, thinking about how I'm likely plantingmybaby in her belly. I get a strange satisfaction knowing she's going to beinsanelyfucking pissed that she didn't come.
"Sweet baby Jesus, do you two not know how to fuck in private?" Vince grumbles, swiping a hand over his face.
"You know how much Love enjoys the idea of being caught," I say, laughing darkly. "Almost as much as she likes being watched."
I bite her neck, licking over the tender flesh as she whimpers. I carefully pull my cock free and groan as my piercings tug gently. I fucking love that shit.
"They're looking for you," Vince says, but his eyes don't leave Love's body.
"Sorry, Love," I say, tucking my cock away.
"Fuck them," she hisses, trying to grab my arm. "They can wait five minutes."
"Aww, now that's bad business." I pull her to me for a filthy kiss. I pinch her nipple, and she moans. I head for Vince. "Tag, you're it."
"Really?" Vince asks, swallowing thickly. "Backstage fucking is not my thing."
"She's dripping in my cum, butshedidn't come," I say, laughing. "Sorry, Love, how's that for shit timing?" I look at Vince. "You better get her off, or you're going to be stuck with a very pouty chick until the show is over."
"You should be very afraid to fall asleep tonight," Love yells toward my back. "I'm going to stab you in the balls with a spork."
I laugh, sauntering out.
"It needs to be an unsuspecting weapon. That way, he knows I had to put real effort into injuring him," she says as the door closes.
I laugh. I really do love her more than life itself, and I know Vince will take good care of her.
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