Those words were all it took to break my control. As my cock began to pulse in her clenching cunt, I roared into her neck.
“Yesssssss!” she shouted.
“Shhh!” I replied as I reveled in the euphoria of our shared orgasm.
My body gave a shudder as I drove deep one last time, and I hissed.
“I missed you,” she said, repeating my earlier words.
My lips curved up into a happy grin. “I could tell.”
She snorted as she gave her hips a jerk. I laughed but then groaned as I started to slip out of her perfect heaven.
Catching our breath, we held each other. “I love you,” I said into her damp skin.
“I love you too,” she said as her arms tightened around my back. I lifted my head to gaze at my beautiful wife.
A cry sounded from down the hall, and my head dropped to the center of her chest.
I crawled off her as she pouted, and I chuckled. Wiping my wet dick with my dirty T-shirt, I open a drawer and grabbed some sleeping pants. She lay there staring at me with a Madonna-like smile as I stepped into the flannel and lifted it over my hips.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she said as she continued to smile.
With a soft laugh, I shook my head again and padded down the hall to Adira’s room. I lifted her from her crib where she stood, holding the bars, crying. As soon as her head hit my shoulder, she stopped. As I went to sit in the rocker, I grabbed some teething gel off her dresser.
I’d settled into the chair when my son shuffled into the doorway. He sleepily rubbed his eyes.
“Hey, buddy,” I said softly as I rubbed the gel on Adria’s gums, then wiped the excess on my pants.
“I fell today and hurt my knee,” he said with his bottom lip stuck out.
I waved him in, and he shuffled over to stand next to me. Adria chewed on her fingers as she blinked her spiky lashes, tipped in her tears. I wrapped my arm around him and kissed his dark, sleep-tousled hair. As I did often, I marveled at the ability to touch someone and not be blasted with their memories. The crazy-ass potion Madame Laveaux had made had indeed worked for all our children after we drank it.
Thank God.
He climbed up in my lap and rested his head on my shoulder as he traced the tattoos on my skin. Adira copied him and laid her head on my other shoulder. We silently rocked for a few minutes. Movement had me raising my gaze to the door.
Ehria stood there blinking slowly. She too shuffled in. There was no room in my lap, so she stood to the side and hugged me and her sister. “We missed you, Daddy,” she murmured.
I tilted my head to rest on hers as I smiled.
“I missed you too, baby girl,” I said.
“Is there a party in here that I didn’t get invited to?” Jasmine said from the open door.
“It would appear so,” I said with a wink.
“Daddy’s home,” Draco said.
“I see this,” she said to him as if we hadn’t been doing very dirty things ten minutes ago. She approached us, and I appreciated the soft sway of her hips in her knit pajama pants.
“We should probably get to bed so Daddy can too. He’s very tired after all the work he was doing,” she said as she shot me a smirk.
“But I wanna stay with him,” Draco grumped.
“Mimi is going to be here tomorrow. Remember, she’s going to make cookies with you, but not if you’re tired and grouchy,” Jasmine cajoled. My mother had moved down here to help us with Ehria and now Adira.