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I laugh. “You’re right. That’d be too out of character.” I sober a bit and ask, “And what about your mother?”

Mikhail frowns as he answers. “Not since last week. It hurts her to discuss the changes in my father. He’s not the same man…”

“After all he’s been through, and for so long, it’s no surprise he’s a different man,” I murmur, squeezing his hand. He nods and smiles at me, and I tell him, “Your mother will get through to him. For all her faults, she loves your father more than anything. She’ll get through to him.”

“I hope so.”

With their snacks eaten and their bellies full, it’s time to take my daughters upstairs to the nursery for their nap. They’ll likely be up again in a couple of hours, but it will give Mikhail and me a little quiet time we so desperately deserve.

I admire Mikhail’s strong back as he lays our daughters down, one by one, in their cribs. It never ceases to amaze me seeing such a powerful man be as tender and careful as he is with our children. It doesn’t take Sandra and Charlotte very long before their little eyes drift close, hopefully nothing but the sweetest dreams playing inside their heads.

The moment we step out into the hall and shut the nursery door closed, Mikhail has one arm wrapped around my middle. He pulls me close, stepping forward to pin my back against the opposite wall. His kiss comes feverishly, possessively. I can’t help but moan against him, my body canting towards him out of instinct.

I know the shape of his body and the press of his weight. Everything about him is familiar and safe—and it’s for those reasons that he makes me feel feral. I hook a leg over his hip, welcoming the hard press of his cock against the inside of my thigh.

“What do you say, kitten? Should we give the twins a little brother or sister to play with?”

I smirk. “I’m ready when you are, sir.”

The End

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