Epilogue
One Year Later
CaseyandTaylorchasedafter Hank as he went through the cabin, smashing whatever he could get his sticky hands on. He’d had too much birthday cake, and he was wired. He was big like his daddy, so tall for his age, and it made for a clumsy, wrecking ball of a toddler. I looked at Kara, sitting next to me with Tyler, and sighed.
“They’re going to have to burn this place down when he’s through in here.”
Julian sank into the seat beside me and automatically pulled me into his lap. He’d recently cut his hair, and I loved the way his short hair felt under my hands. “He’s fine. We were like that at his age.”
I groaned as the baby kicked and glared at Isaac and Blake across the room. Something the triplets had realized not too long after I’d gotten pregnant was that I didn’t get as angry about the baby pains at the man who was holding me. Somehow, it was less his fault in that moment.
Julian got to be the lucky triplet who was less in trouble in that second. I winced as something crashed in the next room of the cabin. “Blake! Isaac! Can you make sure that wasn’t your child?”
Blake cut his eyes at me and shook his head. “You need an attitude adjustment, woman.”
Kara laughed. “Yeah, this baby has her turning into the big, bad wolf. She punched me in the tit last week.”
Isaac grunted as he passed by, on his way to find out what was being shattered. “You think that’s bad? She told me that I need to trim my beard.”
Julian snorted. “Thatwashurtful.”
I groaned at them all and got up. “I need to pee again. Because you three put this baby in me, and now I have a bladder the size of a flea.”
I heard them all joking and having fun, despite my sour mood. I was just hurting from being on my feet all day and from being seven months pregnant. My body hated me, and the baby seemed to as well. I was still having some morning sickness and my back hurt almost every single day. It wasn’t a pleasant pregnancy, but I was happy. I loved my mountain men, and I even loved the cabin on top of the mountain, after it’d been renovated and the road had been repaired.
I was just cranky. My men seemed to be afraid to have sex with me the way I’d grown accustomed to. They were afraid of hurting the baby if they did too much, so they’d started insisting on not having as much sex, and having it be gentle on me. I knew it was so sweet of them, but I was craving dirty sex. I could barely focus on anything else.
We’d been at the cabin for a few days, and we hadn’t had sex the entire time. With all the kids running around and company everywhere, it’d proven impossible to have even the smallest of orgasms.
I closed the bathroom door and sat on the toilet to do my business. My belly stuck out in front of me, creating a shelf that I rested the toilet paper roll on while I waited to wipe. That reminded me that I needed to have one of the guys put up the toilet paper holder. There was so much that needed done still before the baby came.
Thinking about it all made me start crying, and before I knew it, I was sobbing on the toilet when Blake walked in and leaned against the door as he locked in. He smiled as he looked me over and shook his head. “Thinking about your to do list again?”
I groaned. “I hate that you know me so well.”
“What else?”
“You know what else.”
“Still feeling frustrated?”
I nodded. “Turn around while I wipe.”
He did and then turned back once the toilet flushed. “I talked to Isaac and Julian. They agree that you need an attitude adjustment.”
I went to pull my panties up, but Blake shook his head.
“Leave them off.” He moved closer. “Come here, baby.”
Excitement coursed through my body as I closed the space between us. Stretching up to kiss him, I moaned as he grabbed my ass. “What kind of attitude adjustment?”
Pulling away and pushing me so that I was arched over the counter, he slapped my ass. “The kind that will help you relax some.”
I braced myself on the counter and stuck my ass out for him. “Blake, I’ve missed you. I can handle you. You’re not going to hurt me. I just need you. I need you in me.”
He unzipped his pants and positioned himself at my entrance. Feeling how wet I was, he shoved into me in one hard stroke. “Stay quiet or we’ll have to stop.”
I was never quiet. He knew that. I was already building towards an orgasm just from having him in me, and I wasn’t going to be quiet. It was impossible. Still, I nodded.