Chapter 49

It has been six weeks since I gave birth to my beautiful triplets. The labor was intense, but the moment I held them in my arms, it was all worth it.

The triplets had their first checkup with the doctor. The doctor examined them thoroughly, checking their weight, height, reflexes, and vital signs. All the babies were healthy and developing normally.

Despite being fortunate enough to have the kids sleep soundly throughout the night, I still have to wake them up and feed them every two to four hours, which leaves us all exhausted. And that's why I relish the blissful solitude of my showers.

Turning off the faucet, I pull back the curtain, feeling the cool air hit my damp skin. I reach for the towel on the nearby rack, wrapping it around my body. After completely drying, I blow-dry my hair, adding some style cream to keep the curls in place. Once I am satisfied with the results, I reach for the clothes I left hanging behind the door and slip them on,

I walk into the bedroom and see Donnie trying to dress our baby boy, Xavier, on my bed. I lean against the doorway as I watch him put a clean diaper on him while the other two babies sleep soundly in the middle of the bed with two pillows on either side of them. Donnie wraps Xavier up in his blue blankie like a burrito and snuggles him against his chest. His gaze leisurely traces over my appearance as our gazes lock; lust and possessiveness take over his bright blue eyes as he takes me in.

I let out a small chuckle and raise my finger, pointing it at him in a playful scolding manner. "Don"t," I say, my tone light and teasing.

He looks at me with a sly smirk and simply shrugs. "What?"

I gesture toward our babies and say, "The last time you looked at me like that, those three happened."

His grin is stupidly wide, and I shake my head. I walk over to him and gently kiss Xavier"s back. He smells like baby powder.

Donnie leans down, and our faces meet as he kisses me. "How was your shower?" he asks, swaying our little one in his arms.

"Mmm, so good," I mutter contentedly. I then move to the bed, lying beside Zoey and running my fingers down her soft cheek and then Isaiah's. Eventually, I sit up, lean against the headboard, and grab a pillow to nurse my son.

I unbutton my top and wiggle my fingers upward toward Donnie.

Donnie carries Xavier to me and places him in my arms. Then Donnie pulls one side of the dropdown cup from my breast. Once Xavier is situated in my arms, he quickly latches onto my nipple. Donnie runs his finger down Xavier"s forehead and murmurs, "He"s a perfect combination of you and me, isn"t he?" He glances at Zoey and Isaiah, then says, "All three of them."

"Yeah, they sure are," I say with a smile, looking down at my son who melts my heart.

Donovan

Fuck me, she's beautiful.

That's not the right word for her. No, she's exquisite, gorgeous, stunning, and bewitching.

After Shorty fed our trio, we laid them in their separate cribs and they were down for the night.

I"ve been staring at her like a creep, but I can"t help it. She"s lying on her back, with both arms over her head and her mouth slightly agape. I nudge my face against her neck, careful not to wake her, and breathe in her coconut shampoo and moisturizer.

I gaze down at her body, loving the changes the triplets made to it. Her hips are fuller, her ass is rounder, and her belly is no longer flat. I love that it doesn"t bother her. She is entirely comfortable in her body.

I pull down the bedsheet to her knees and lift her pajama top up to underneath her breasts. I trace my fingers over her stretch marks, and pride swells in my chest.

My fingers continue to brush against her belly and over her scar until goosebumps start to form. I smirk like a cocky asshole, loving how her body reacts even when she"s asleep.

"What are you rubbing my fat for?" Shorty"s sleepy voice causes me to lift my eyes to her. Her eyes are still half-closed, and her lips curve into a gentle smile.

"Stop that," I scold her, leaning down and pressing kisses slowly onto her tummy.

She giggles and squirms against me. "Why are you awake? Did the kids wake up?"

I shake my head against her skin. "No. I couldn"t sleep."

"I can help with that since I"m awake now," she says seductively.

My baby is horny.

And so am I.

My dick hardened the moment I came into contact with her warm, soft skin.

Slowly, I climb on top of her until I am straddling her hips. I lean down and rub my nose against hers. I pull back to see a wistful smile on her lips.

"You horny, baby?" I ask, brushing my lips against hers.

"Yes," she rasps.

"Let me fix that for you." I chuckle darkly and lift her shirt off, tossing it over my shoulder. I lean in and move my lips down her neck to her breasts. My lips wrap around her nipple, and I gently suck, tasting her milk.

"Mm," I hum against her breasts and raise my eyes to hers. "Sweet."

She giggles, lifting her hand to my face and caressing the side of it.

"For the longest time, I was suffering with an illness without you by my side. Leaving you behind was like injecting poison in my blood," I confess as I position myself between her legs. "When they told me you were dead, it gutted me, and no bandage could heal the wound." Shorty slides her hands up my chest. I close my eyes as her touch soothes the ache in my bones. "The moment you returned to me—"I open my eyes and keep my gaze on hers as I say, "Your love was the antidote that cured the poison."

She doesn"t say anything, but tears fall from her eyes, and I lick them to take away the sadness.

"I want to make love to you and sink so deep inside you that you"ll never want me to leave," I say, looking deep into her eyes.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

With those words, I sink deep inside her, and she bucks her hips with a gasp. With my eyes fixed on her face, I lean on one elbow and slide my other hand between her legs. At my touch, she opens her eyes, and her hips roll between mine, urging me further. My fingers slip inside her, my thumb rubbing her clit. My dick is hard as a rock just by watching her grind against my hand.

"Fuck, that"s hot," I growl.

When she moans, I lean down and slip my tongue into her mouth. She accepts my entrance and sucks on my tongue before kissing me deeply. When I remove my fingers and grab my cock, I slide deeper inside her and begin to move slowly

We are making love.

"Open your eyes, Shorty," I say gruffly. When she does, I look deep into her eyes, jerk my hips, and let out a satisfied groan when she cries out my name. Overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside her, I lift one of her legs to my hip and move faster.

"Oh, God," she moans, making me lose all control. I slam into her once, twice, and I explode inside her.

"Fuuuck." I pump inside her one last time, making her shudder. My body trembles as I fall on top of her, trying to catch my breath.

Shorty runs her hands up and down my back that's covered in sweat. I pull back, hold myself up with my hands, and gaze down at her.

"You okay?" I chuckle at the drunken haze in her eyes.

"Yeah. You?"

I nod. "Hell yeah."

We both laugh, and I slowly pull out of her, dropping beside her.

"For eight long years, I was lost without you," she says softly, and I turn my head to look at her. Shorty turns on her side and traces her fingers around my chest and down to my abs without taking her eyes off mine. "When my mother told me to move on from you, I was shattered. My heart was broken, and nothing seemed to make it better." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But then you found me. That day felt like coming home after getting lost in a maze to get to you. It was as if everything fell into place, and I knew I was where I was meant to be." Her gaze holds a warm intensity that whispers of deep affection.

Her words light up the dark room, lighting fireworks into my soul.

I watch with anticipation as Shorty rolls on top of me, sitting on my already hard dick. I rub my hands up her curvaceous body, letting them rest on her hips. Thank fuck she's on birth control. After getting a taste of fucking her bare, there was no way I was going to wear a condom.

Her breasts hang heavy when she leans down, and she runs her hands through my hair. At her touch, my breaths slow, and I savor the moment. "Thank you for finding me, saving me, and loving me."

Then she kisses me with a slow tenderness that hypnotizes me and binds me to her soul.

"Always and forever mine," I tell her as I raise my hips and slip inside her.