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Evan was right about what would likely occur with my parents. They testified against Garret and the others and got themselves a new life in the witness protection program. Apparently, they attempted to get hold of me, but I didn’t relent. I might have forgiven them for my piece of mind, but I’ll never be able to forget that they watched me suffer for so long and did nothing to truly help me.
They knew what I needed and adamantly swore that Evan was a no-good killer who was exactly where he belonged. That I will never forget, nor will I ever forget the time I was separated from him, which is why I love watching the cameras to see him and the boys while I’m in the studio. I don’t get to it as often as I would have if we’d come here right after I’d graduated high school. I had finished a semester early and was eighteen, but Evan had a plan already in place, and didn’t want to rush it back then.
Now we both wish he had and got us into this life back then, but I can’t complain about what’s become of it. Would never want anything different than our boys, but I’d have loved to have the time here with him being happy rather than so alone all those years.
I give the studio one last glance, making sure everything is put away, and turn off the lights to head back to my boys. Ben reaches for me the second I move into the room, while Evan’s eyes run over me, lingering on the wet ends of my hair from my quick shower out in the studio. He had it installed so I could jump in it there before coming back to the house, because the moment I get here, the boys want my attention. I adore that but sometimes I need a shower to ensure the boys don’t inhale or ingest something that could be harmful to them. I try to use only non-toxic materials, but sometimes I don’t always trust the glazes and paints if they don’t look exactly as the item I ordered.
Evan pulls me down onto his lap, his brow lifting when he feels the item in my back pocket, and I smile, pressing kisses to Ben’s still bald little head as Evan pulls it out. His eyes widen seeing the word ‘pregnant’ on the display, and a laugh bubbles up as I nod at him.
Our new baby will be here in about eight months, and I can’t wait, simply can’t wait to have another little one to love with him.
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Evan
Ten years. Ten amazing years I’ve had my girl as mine once more and it’s been nothing short of perfect. Even having to build a second barn to accommodate all of the animals Mia and the kids have rescued, I don’t regret a single second of our life, wouldn’t trade it for a thing—except to never have been apart from her for a single day, at least.
Today is really good day though. Not only did I just learn that Garret was killed a month ago in prison by our older brother, but I also have my wife to myself.
All six of our kids are with the nanny we had to cave and hire when we found out that baby number four was really babies four and five. Brandon was four and half when the twins were born, Ben was three, and Austin was one and a half. With Caden and Callen, we didn’t have enough hands and so we hired Samantha to come help. She’d been a nanny for twenty years at that point and had no trouble fitting into the household. She was the big sister, mother figure even Mia needed, and that led to us having Dalton about a year and a half after that.
We love our boys, no doubt about that, but I know Mia was hoping Dalton was a girl. She loves the little girl clothes in the stores and while we originally said Dalton was it, she’s been hinting that she’s thought of us having another recently. Any time I’ve asked her if she wants another, she’s said no, but I know my girl well enough to know she’s not being honest with herself. She’s just saying it because she think I’m happy with having her more to myself, no longer dealing with sleepless night, or watching the kids rather than spending time with her in her studio.
So, I’ve taken matters into my own hands. Starting with the kids being out of the house for the day. The older ones are in school, and Samantha’s taken Caden, Callen, and Dalton to preschool. She’ll pick them up and entertain all of them until dinnertime, giving me hours with my wife.
I move up to our room, smiling when I hear the shower running. Dalton did me a solid by accidentally spilling his breakfast on his mama. I grab the restraints, shedding my clothes as I go, and slip into the shower without Mia realizing I’m there. I have her wrists in the restraints before she lets out a full gasp, and it turns to a moan as I quickly latch them onto the rings to keep her where I want her.
“Evan…”
“No,” slips from me, knowing she’s about to say she needs to get to the studio. She has a custom order due in a few weeks, mentioned using today to get it finished, but that’s not about to happen. I know everything about her body and she’s ripe and ready—even if she doesn’t know it.
My tongue wraps around her nipple, giving it a nip as she tugs on the restraints. She complains about her boobs all the time, says they’re ruined with having six babies nurse from them, not to mention what I do to them. I think they’re perfect, a little droopier than when she was twenty-three, but fucking perfect still.
Same with her stomach after carrying all our babies. I kiss every stretch mark there as I wrap a restraint around her ankle, before lifting her leg to rest on the bench, latching it there so she can’t close them. Her ass is plump and round, her hips wider and soft, but I love every extra inch and pound of her sexy body. It drives me wild, and I lift her other leg over my shoulder, burying my face in her sweet pussy.
She’s screaming with her second orgasm, putting my cock on the edge after jerking off as I ate her. I pull back, wrapping her leg around my waist, thrusting into her, and fill her full, listening to her soft moans.
“You have two options now. The first is I keep you tied up all day. The second is you agree to stay on my cock all day. So, which will it be?” I ask, loosening her leg first, and it wraps around my waist, making me smile.
“Why not combine them?” she returns, her eyes blazing with her need, and I quickly undo her arms, grabbing a towel to dry us off with, and carry her straight to the bed. She moans seeing the ties already set up, and I lower her onto the bed, never removing my cock from her.
I take her over and over, with the ties and without, until she’s boneless, sprawled out on the bed on her stomach, and I flip her over, sliding a pillow under her hips pulling her eyes open.
“What are you doing?” she asks, as I move between her legs, sliding the tip of my cock inside her, and start jerking off my length.
“Filling you up to make sure you’re bred after today,” I state, pulling a laugh from her. “What’s so funny about that?”
“You really think after three years with no issues I’ll wind up pregnant while on birth control this time?”
“Who says you’ve been on birth control?” I return, a smirk crossing my lips.
“Considering you fill up my weekly container with it and my vitamins the same way you do with the kids, I think you’d know.”
“Precisely, I think I’d know that I haven’t been putting a birth control pill in there but an allergy pill because you refuse to admit that you’re clearly allergic to the goats we just got,” I admit, making her eyes widen in shock. “You’ve been off the pill for about six weeks now, and I could smell how ripe you were this morning. Now be a good girl and keep still, it’s time you give me another baby and put milk back is your gorgeous tits.”
“Evan,” she cries as I rub her clit gently sending several small orgasms through her before I give her every last drop I have. Holding her close until I know the boys will be home shortly.
“Thank you,” she whispers later that night as I hold her tight, a crabby Caden crawling into bed between us.
