When they came back home, Callie had quit work. Actually, she had gone to work and he’d gone to collect her, told her boss she quit, and took her away. She was now attempting to do something with regard to her knitting. She refused to do nothing but be his wife. She was more than just his wife, not that she believed it. She was his soulmate. His reason for living. His reason for everything.
“I’ve got you, baby. Like we practiced.” He held onto her hands. She had already squeezed them to within an inch of his life, but he waited for her to do the same again.
She held his hands, took a deep breath, and then he nodded at the doctor, telling him to get ready. He couldn’t shoot everyone in the room. That was all he wanted to do—kill everyone, maim them all. Callie wasn’t supposed to feel any kind of pain.
She was feeling painand he would hurt everyone involved. Ruin knew he would have to start with himself. He’d gotten Callie pregnant. He’d not been cautious with her. No, he’d come inside her, time and time again. Her pussy was so fucking perfect. There was no way he wanted anything between them. Her sweet, tight cunt was heaven. And now she was suffering from all the pleasure.
“Push, baby,” he said.
She screamed and pushed. Her facewas red, and all he wanted to do was take the pain away from her. He didn’t want her to feel anything.
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.”
She pushed again and then he heard it.His daughter had finally come out and she was letting the world know she was here. Her screams filled the air and his heart.
Callie collapsed against him, panting. “Do you hear that?”
“I hear it.” He kissed her head. “How are you feeling? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
The doctors were doing their usual checks and Ruin watched them all, checkingon his wife. Childbirth was not safe and he’d read up on the statistics. If anything happened to his wife, then everyone in this room would die. It was as simple as that.
Seconds passed and then the midwife came toward them.“You have a beautiful baby girl,” she said. She handed them a squirming girl, swaddled in a pink baby blanket.
Ruin looked downat his daughter. The fear he had that he’d feel nothing when it came to his child evaporated. He looked down into his baby’s face and love, unlike anything he had felt, even different than what he felt for Callie, swept over him.
This was his child.
Asa boy, abandoned at an animal kill shelter, he had never known parental love. He didn’t think he would ever be capable of feeling anything for a tiny human being he helped to create, but yet, as he looked at his little girl, that feeling was there.
“Ruin?” Callie asked.
“She is so beautiful, Callie. You did amazing.”
Callie chuckled. “This is both of us, Ruin. You and me.”
“Us.”
“Do you want to hold her?” Callie asked. She held their daughter toward him.
He looked at his wife, terrified. “What?”
Ruin panicked. There was nothing for him to do but take his daughter from his wife’s arms. Their baby settled against him.
“She knows who her daddy is,” Callie said.
Ruin hadn’t cried in a long time, not since the first beating when he was a boy. But in this moment, his eyes glistened over. His little girl trusted him and wanted to be near him.
He looked at Callie. “I love you,” he said.
“And I love you.”
Wrapping his arms around his woman, he dared to kiss his daughter’s head and as he did, she opened her eyes and then screamed.
“Your little girl is hungry,” the midwife said.
Epilogue