Chapter 10

THREE WEEKS LATER

I 'm exhausted. Being a mom of two under two isn't what I envisioned. Even with four men by my side. The kids only want me, all day, every day. I love my kids, don't get me wrong, but holding Charity, nursing her, it makes me think of my Angel.

We still haven't been able to find her. The guys don't think we ever will, but I won't give up hope. She is my baby, and always will be. When she does return, she will have a room waiting for her at the house.

I rock Charity, humming a tune that my mother would sing to Jacob and me. She looks up at me with her big green eyes and I melt. She's like a tiny cherub with her chubby cheeks and curly blonde hair. She looks so much like her daddy.

Speaking of, I glance up at the door and there he is, with a tired smile and a glass of water for me. He knows how much fluid I need to drink to keep my milk supply up. Elijah has become immensely jealous of his sister, so I've been pumping for him too.

"Hey," he whispers, and I smile.

"Hi. She's almost asleep, then you can switch with me while I take a long needed bubble bath," I say with a sigh.

I am still sore and craving a hot bath with candles, and maybe some snacks. I just need an hour of uninterrupted time. With the war between The Society and Isabella, we have been constantly on the move.

I don't know how many more safe houses I can take. At least Tempest is here with us to keep me company. Elijah and Romeo are the best of friends, and play well together. Maybe I can convince her to join me in the bath.

We are strictly friends now, but she's still one of my soulmates. I owe her so much for helping me overcome my fears, and pushing me to try new things. I hope one day I can repay the favor.

I know she loves being here with us, Jacob, and Otto, but she's lonely. She misses Roman and King.

I finish nursing Charity, then hand her to Levi so he can burp, change, and rock her. Leaving the spare bedroom, which we have turned into a nursery, I shut the door quietly and go searching for my bestie.

"I don't know about you, but I need a soak. Join me?" I ask her and she drops her book, nodding exaggeratedly.

"Yes, but we need candles and wine," she mutters, jumping off the couch and running to the kitchen.

"Meet me in the master suite," I yell over my shoulder, then walk to the bedroom. Bast is laying in bed, cuddling Eli, and I wish I had my phone to take a photo.

"Hey," I whisper, moving closer to brush the dark hair off my son's face. He wrinkles his nose, but doesn't wake up. I leave them and walk over to the closet to grab my bikini bottoms. I am not bothering with a top, and I know Tempest won't care.

I enter the bathroom and dim the lights, then start the bath. One of the great things about all of the safe houses is that they are massive mansions, and come fully stocked with almost anything we could need.

I drop a ton of lavender bubbles into the water, then go searching for the candles. It doesn't take me long to set up our relaxation station, and I step into the water, claiming the front corner.

I love that this jacuzzi spa has the water spigot on the side and not at the end. Tempest says something to Bast, and he laughs as she walks into the bathroom with a huge tub of edible cookie dough and a bottle of wine.

"No glasses?"

Laughing, she places everything on the tray table by the edge of the tub, strips down to her undies, then climbs in. I'm completely submerged at this point, and the bubbles are about to overflow.

"This is heaven," Tempest sighs, sinking deeper into the hot water.

"I haven't even turned the jets on," I mumble with a moan. We are silent for a few minutes, just enjoying the peace and quiet. It's been a rough few weeks, and I hope things settle down soon.

"What is this?" Jonas says with a laugh, walking into the bathroom, catching us in the bubbles. "I don't know if I should be jealous of the water or Tempest," he jokes, and Tempest turns to face him and winks.

They know that we are close, but our experimenting days are behind us. She helped me heal, and I will always love and cherish her for that.

"I stole your woman… again," she jokes, and Jonas laughs, tipping his head back. He seems lighter now that he's patched things up with Ash.

Things aren't quite the same as they used to be, and I doubt they'll ever be like that again, but they are no longer glaring and grunting at each other. I call that a win.

"I see that. Well, I'll leave you be. Ash and I are going to the Academy with Jacob and Snake. I just wanted to let you know," he says to me, then leans down and grabs the back of my neck, pulling my lips to his.

God, I love kissing this man. "Love you," I mumble against his mouth and he smiles.

"I love you too, baby girl."

"Fuck, I really need to find a man, or convince your brother to become bisexual for me," Tempest says with a sigh, and I look over at her in horror.

"No, I love you like a sister, but eww."

Jonas laughs, then leaves, and I can hear his soft mumbles to Levi in the other room. I guess Charity is back to sleep now.

"Chill, babe, I'm just kidding, but you have to know how jealous I am of what you have with the guys. I want that. I want someone to rub my feet, cook me dinner, or read to me when I have a headache and it hurts to look at the pages of my Kindle."

"You will find that. I know you, Temp. Have you thought about calling King?"

King and Roman are a tough subject, but she knows that I still chat with her step-brother from time to time. We are actually good friends, but she's never asked me about him.

They really hurt her. She left them, but I think she was hoping deep down that they would come after her. They messed up, and lost two of the most precious people they could have had the pleasure of loving.

"No, but with all the Isabella stuff going on, and the war the guys have been mentioning, I think I might. Or at least let them know about Rome… In case something were to happen to me."

"Nothing is ever going to happen to you. I will kill for you, just like I will for my guys and the kids. Just as I would for Romeo."

Tempest looks at me and wipes her eyes. "Damn, I thought this was supposed to be relaxing, not a therapy session."

Grabbing the wine bottle, she takes a few large sips, then hands it to me and digs into the cookie dough.

Rolling my eyes, I take a small sip and give it back to her, in exchange for the tub of sweet goodness.

"I'm nursing, and if Charity is anything like her big brother, the wine will make her gassy," I say in explanation and she sighs.

"The things we do for our children. I never saw myself as a mom. Mine is evil incarnate, and I always worried that I would turn out like her. But then I met King, and he had me envisioning a whole new kind of life…"

"You are the best mom and aunt, Tempest. You are nothing like that witch, and even without a man by your side, Rome is spoiled rotten, and loved beyond belief."

"I think I'll call him, but not yet. We have too much going on to add more drama into the mix."

I nod, not pushing anything. This is a huge step for her, and I don't want to say something that will make her second guess herself again.

We lay in the bubbles until the water begins to cool.

"Another round?" I ask with a smile, and she smacks my arm with her toes, nodding.

We drain a little of the water out, then add more bubbles and hot water. "This is paradise," I hum as we listen to Taylor Swift sing about her love drama.

"It would be better with a book, but lately I've been in a slump. Maybe I need to just write something."

"You would be good at that, but if you choose to write about us, change my name," I say with a giggle, and she snorts.

"Damn, I could make a super spicy story about our school days."

"Become a millionaire author, and then move to some tropical island where I can visit on the holidays."

"Deal."

"Okay, Mama, time to get out. You can't sleep in the bathtub," Levi says with a chuckle and I groan, blinking a few times to regain focus. Tempest got out a little while ago, but I wasn't ready.

"It's so nice," I moan, stretching my limbs. "We need this tub at the house. How is the water still hot?"

"The rocks are heated. After you added more water, I turned them on for you guys."

"Oh, well, it's amazing."

"Okay, baby girl, how about I help you shower?"

"If you insist, Mr. Madden," I purr, lifting my arms up so he can grab me. I didn't expect him to slap my ass and give it a squeeze.

"Levi!" I gasp.

"Hush, if you wake up our son, this shower is going to be very short."

Giggling, I sit on the shower seat while he turns the water on and strips. Fuck, my husband is rock solid and delicious. My sleepiness disappears, and all I want to do is please him.

"Keep looking at me like that, Little Sinner, and I am going to fuck your face," he growls, grabbing my arms and pulling me back to my feet, so he can devour my mouth. Reaching down, he lifts me by my hips, and I wrap my legs around his waist, hissing when his cock rubs against my clit.

"Levi, we can't," I pant against his mouth, kissing him harder.

"Fuck, Little Sinner, you are dripping down my cock," he grunts, rubbing himself faster against my clit. My breasts tingle, and I know I'm about to leak.

"Levi, please," I whimper and he dips his head, sucking on a nipple.

"Oh, God," I moan, tipping my head back, letting the water run along my body. I know I should scold him about wasting my milk, but it feels so damn good. I'm close. I'm about to come, and he hasn't even fucked me.

Moving his hands from my hips, I clutch onto his neck harder as he brings his fingers down to my slit, rubbing my clit fast while gently pressing into my pussy with just the tip of his cock.

My stomach aches, but I don't care. "Levi," I whimper, and he pinches my clit, making me see stars.

"Damn, baby girl, you're squeezing my cock so tight," he groans, and I can feel the strain in his biceps. He's holding himself back from pushing all of his length inside of me. Sucking my nipple harder, he drinks down my milk, and it's the hottest thing.

"Let me down so I can suck you off," I mutter and he pauses. Releasing my nipple, he licks up the milk dripping from the tip, groaning at the taste.

Bringing his lips to mine, I kiss him hard. His cock inches in a little more, and I whimper at the stretch.

"Nope, I'm not going to hurt you," he says, placing me back on the seat. Gripping his cock, he jacks himself off, fast and hard, grunting with each movement. Shuffling towards the edge of the tile seat, I stick my tongue out and look him in the eyes.

His nostrils flare as he steps closer to me. Placing one arm on the wall above me, while the other is still wrapped around his cock, I finally get a taste.

Sucking his tip, I swirl my tongue around it, moaning.

"Fuck, baby, that's good," he grunts, and I smile around his cock before swallowing him whole.

It doesn't take long until his hand is in my hair, controlling the pace, which is basically skull fucking me, but I don't care. I love how he handles me, but also shows how much he adores me at the same time.

He cuts off my breath, but still rubs my cheek with his thumb gently, affectionately. He's an anomaly, wrapped in a dangerous package, and I love him more and more each day.

With one more pump, his bitter taste explodes into my mouth, and I don't waste a drop.

"Little Sinner, you are going to be the death of me," he tells me for the millionth time, and I Iaugh, wiping my mouth as he helps me to my feet. I'm starting to ache, and all I want now is to cuddle in between my guys.

"Come on, love." Levi hands me a towel, then offers me his hand as he walks me over to the bed, not caring that he's dripping water all over the hardwood floor. Bast is there with a large T-shirt for me to sleep in.

Handing it to me, he leans over and gives me a quick kiss, not caring that I just blew Levi. My hubby turns, leaving us to go take his shower, as Bast helps me into bed, lifting the blanket so I can slip in under the covers.

"I love you," he whispers, pulling me into his arms and I sigh. Shit may be hitting the fan, but as long as I have my guys, and my babies, things will be okay.