I smile and sink into his hold. “Mmm, you’re right. But we should still be careful, Grady got me knocked up once, and then if we’re right, his sperm snuck in behind yours and made one of the twins.”
“Shit yeah.” He laughs. “Wouldn’t change a thing though.”
Grady
Ten Years Later
“Babe, did you unlock the gate? Sophia called and said she’d be here in twenty minutes,” Nikki yells at me from the kitchen while I try to string her stupid fucking Christmas lights along the mantle of the fireplace.
“I took care of it,” Cruiz says, as he comes down the stairs carrying the baby. He just woke up from his nap. He’s three months old today. We don’t know if Niko is mine or Cruiz’s, but it doesn’t matter, he’s ours. We all love the new addition to our ever-growing family. We can’t seem to keep our dicks out of Nikki’s sweet cunt. Something I wish I was doing now, bending her over the dining room table and pounding into her from behind.
The front door swings open and Sophia comes through the door followed by two dudes who look like complete opposites of each other. One has tattoos and is dressed in ripped jeans and the other has glasses and looks like a fucking nerd. I frown. The fuck is going on here.
Nikki comes from the kitchen with a bit of flour on her cheek. “Did I hear the front door?”
“Mom, Daddy C and Daddy G, I’d like you to meet my boyfriends,” our daughter announces shocking the hell outta me.
I look at Cruiz and he shares the same look as me. Like he wants to grab his gun.
“Oh, fuck no!” Both Cruiz and I yell coming to stand in front of her.
“The hell is your problem dads?!” She screams at us, moving in front of the sissy boys she brought home.
“You ain’t datin’ for one fuckin’ thing,” Cruiz growls at her.
“Especially two fuckin’ dudes,” I chime in.
“Why not? You two are both married to Momma,” she sasses back, hands on her hips.
“Guys, back off,” Nikki demands, coming in between us. She glares at the two of us before turning around to face Sophia. “Baby, this isn’t an easy decision, you know that, right?”
“Of course not, we’ve been battling this out since the first of the year. I love them both, just like you love both of my dads. I’m not choosing between them,” Sophia says as tears fall down her face.
“Fuck,” Cruiz and I both mumble as we groan.
I hear the pitter patter of the other kids running into the room and they smile when they see their big sister.
Situation diffused for now.
Later that night as Cruiz and I tuck in our twins, they both smile at us, dreamily. “I can’t wait until I grow up. I wanna be just like Momma and Sophia,” Courtney tells us.
Her sister, Ashley, pipes up from her bed, blushing with a dreamy look on her face. “Oh, me too. Maybe even have three cute boys at the same time.”
I clench my teeth as Cruiz fists forms. We stare at each other, and nod. No way in fucking hell. Not my babies.
We leave the room without saying a word, stopping out in the hall. “We’re locking them in a fucking tower with no door,” Cruiz growls.
I smirk. “Sounds like a plan, brother.”
“What are you two conspiring?” Nikki asks, coming out of our youngest kid’s room, hands on her hips.
“Nothin’, baby,” I tell her, pulling her into my chest. I rub my hands over her ass and squeeze. “Up for some fun tonight?”
She sighs as Cruiz’s hands move around her stomach, “Always.” She whimpers. Her head tips back so she can kiss Cruiz, as I kiss on her neck. “Let’s take this to the room before the kids and our two guests see more than they should.”
Her words have us freezing and pushing her away from us. “Sophia!” Cruiz and I roar stomping down the steps.
These fuckin’ kids.