Epilogue

"You know, you aren't the only one who made this baby," Karina grumbled when I strutted through the clubhouse like a cat who'd gotten the cream. Which I had, many times.

I laughed and stopped to draw her into my arms. "I gotta take credit for something since you're the superhero who has to carry our baby and give birth."

Her lips curved up as I conceded her point. She melted like butter, the way she always did whenever I said sweet things.

"So?" She turned when she heard Kiara's voice and saw her jump up from the couch to run over to us. "Are you?" she asked, practically jumping up and down with excitement.

"Pretty sure the answer is yes," Knight drawled as he took in my puffed-up chest and smug expression. Neither of which I could seem to get rid of.

"Fuck yes, I knocked up my woman," I crowed.

Karina sighed and pinched my arm so I would loosen my hold and she could wiggle out of my embrace. I frowned but didn't pull her back because she immediately hugged her sister.

"I can't believe we get to do this together!" Kiara squealed, jumping up and down again.

"Relax, baby," Knight said as he tugged her into the circle of his arms, leaving me free to glue Karina to my side again. "All that jumping can't be good for you or the baby."

Kiara rolled her eyes. "The baby is basically the size of a pea."

"Don't say pea!" Karina whined as she broke out of my embrace to run to the nearest bathroom.

"Oops," Kiara mumbled, clearly confused.

"Don't worry about it," I assured her with a wave of my hand. "The baby might be the size of a pea right now, but so is her bladder. Karina's been dashing to the bathroom constantly."

"That will pass," Arya said as she wandered over to us. "At least she isn't throwing up every—"

Karina emptying her stomach in the bathroom cut her off, and I raced over, breaking the door in my haste to get in.

"Shit, sunshine, are you okay?" I asked worriedly as I dropped to the ground and held her hair back while she heaved again.

"Guess I spoke too soon," Arya said sympathetically from the doorway.

"Karina?" Kiara popped into sight as well. "Are you ok—" Then she slapped her hand over her mouth, spun around, and darted away with Knight right on her heels.

"We are never having sex again," Karina mumbled after her third round of throwing up, though by this point her stomach was empty.

I might have been worried, but we both knew my woman couldn't fall asleep without me eating her pussy most nights. Since I didn't want to upset her further, I refrained from reminding her of that.

* * *

"We are never having sex again!"Karina screamed again—something she'd been threatening ever since she reached ten centimeters—as she bore down, giving one last push before a baby's cry filled the room.

"It's a boy," the doctor announced as she held up our son for us to see. A nurse hurried over and took him to a little station to clean him up and check his vitals. "You did amazing, Karina," Dr. Howard told her with a beaming smile. "I'll be back to check on you in an hour or so."

Just as she left, the nurse appeared at Karina's side and set our squirming infant in his mother's arms. "Damn," I breathed, in awe of my wife and the miracle she'd brought into the world.

"He's perfect," she whispered, her voice clogged with emotion.

"Both of you are perfect," I told her softly. "I don't know how I got so fucking lucky."

"You can't say stuff like that now," Karina admonished with a motherly scowl.

"So you don't want me to tell you how hard it got me just thinking about you carrying our baby? And that I can't wait to fuck another one into your gorgeous body?"

Karina swallowed and shifted on the bed. "We're never having sex again, remember?" she huffed, although it was said with a lot less conviction this time.

I held back a laugh because I didn't want to hurt her feelings. But I doubted I'd be able to wait long before I talked her into letting me fill her unprotected pussy with my come. She was too fucking irresistible, and fuck…seeing her pregnant had been hot as hell.

* * *

"We are never having sex again!"Karina groaned as she flopped back into my arms, exhausted from the morning sickness that had been hitting her hard for the past week.

"I think our track record would say otherwise," I teased her as I cradled her in my arms and stood. Our need for each other had only grown in the time we'd been together. And even though I'd agreed to wait two years for another baby, there'd been a few…accidents. Now our babies would be born barely a year apart.

Karina sighed as I set her on the sink and readied her toothbrush before handing it to her. "This time, I mean it."

"Okay," I agreed, placating her. Especially since we'd learned when she was pregnant with Callum that Karina's hormones went into overdrive. She'd been horny all the time, and I was more than happy to fulfill her needs.

"Stop being so smug about it," she mumbled after she spit in the sink and rinsed her mouth.

"Not smug, baby. Proud of my family, happier than I ever thought I could be, more in love with you every fucking day…if that makes me look smug"—I shrugged, making her giggle—"then get used to it."

"You always say the sweetest things," she said with a sniffle.

"Don't cry," I ordered. I fucking hated it when she cried. To stop her tears, I added, "Don't forget the rule if you spread that shit around."

Karina's cheeks turned pink, which I thought was adorable, considering how long we'd been together and all the things we'd done to each other.

She hopped down from the sink and sashayed into the bedroom. I followed her and watched curiously as she picked up her phone from the desk. "What are you up to, sunshine?"

"Just calling Kiara to tell her how sweet my man is."

"You angling for a spanking, sunshine?"

She batted her eyelashes and raised the phone to her ear.

"Thought we were never having sex again?" I drawled, trying not to laugh.

Karina sighed and tossed her phone onto the couch. "You won't always win," she huffed as she started removing her clothes.

"Sunshine, as long as I have you and our family, I've already won everything."