Chapter 13

13

Sniper

I walk into the living room and grin when Autumn's sleepy green eyes find me, her smile bigger than mine. I can't even think to be mad at her for waking at the wrong time.

She runs over to me, and I pick her up and ask, "Did you have a good nap, birthday princess?"

She nods, placing her head on my shoulder, and I smile, holding her tight.

My mind is still going haywire, even though I'm trying to stay in the moment with my daughter.

Rory never mentions Autumn's biological father….

Is he a brother who did her wrong?

Did he cheat on her, and she believed every brother was the same?

Did he refuse paternity?

"Okay, cake is ready," Aurora says loudly, snapping me out of my head. I turn to see my wife walking in with a large penguin-shaped cake.

Autumn giggles as we sing her "Happy Birthday," before letting her blow out her number three candle.

I grin, place her on the couch, and ask, "Do you want a bit of cake, princess?"

She nods enthusiastically, and I kiss her forehead. I put the TV on for her before going to the kitchen, where Aurora is now cutting the cake. I wrap my left arm around her waist and rasp, "Amazing work on the cake, Firecracker."

She smiles as I grab Autumn's plate, kiss my wife's head, and walk back to the living room. Autumn grins as I pass her the cake, and sit next to her, before Aurora joins us, plopping her ass on my lap. I grab her legs, bringing them up so she's closer to me as she places the cake-laden fork to my lips. The sweetness takes over my tastebuds, the vanilla sponge soft. I moan, "That is delicious, Rory. Maybe you should swap careers…."

She giggles and admits, "I used to make my dad a cake every year for his birthday. I'm pretty sure that's where my talents end with baking. Animals are more my calling."

I nod, accepting another forkful of cake, my eyes going to Autumn to see her trying to feed her penguin stuffie some cake.

I grin, look back at Aurora, and admit, "You never talk about your dad…."

She smiles sadly. "We were close, but when I was seventeen, he kind of let me down." She bites her bottom lip as she gives me another forkful of cake. She's deliberating whether to tell me about her family, but I keep my mouth shut, hoping she doesn't shy away.

It takes a few minutes before she speaks again.

"My dad is in the Navy, and after mom died, he promised not to go on deployments. With his rank, he no longer had to take on jobs when they called, and he kept his promise until I hit seventeen. He took a job he didn't have to take on, which would take him from home for over a year. It was a time I really needed him, and he left…." She furrows her brows and admits, "I don't think I've ever forgiven him for that, and I haven't spoken to him since. I miss him some days."

The pain that overtakes my girl's features…fuck, its gut wrenching.

Swallowing hard, I take the fork from her hand, grab some cake, and place it on her lips. She smiles wide at me, opens her mouth, and allows me to feed her.

I want to continue the conversation to get her to speak to me, but I know my girl, and what she's just admitted was hard for her.

I can't push her past her limits.

Baby steps….

She moans. "You're right, this is good cake."

I chuckle as Autumn states, "Yeah, Momma, good cake."

We both look at her and laugh, seeing the black icing all over her mouth and shirt, her stuffie covered in cake crumbs and icing, and yet she's never looked more fucking perfect.

I may have married Aurora on a lie, but it's something I'll never regret, because it means I have her, and I have our girl, and whatever hell Rory's been through, I'll help her overcome it while killing her demons.

A few hours later, I walk into the living room and grin. I see my wife tidying up, her head turning toward me as she puts Autumn's stuffies in the toy box under the window.

"How come she always wants you to give her a bath, and then read her story?" she asks. She's trying to act pissed, but the small smile on her face is giving her away. She continues, "I'm starting to feel like chopped liver here."

I chuckle and walk over to her, taking her into my arms, hers going around my neck. I whisper as I gently caress her lips, "Because she's a daddy's girl," making her smile turn into a grin.

"She is, isn't she?" she remarks, and I nod, kissing her lips hard, my hands going to her ass, lifting her.

She gasps, giving me the perfect opening, and I shove my tongue into her mouth, making her moan. She wraps her legs around my waist, causing her dress to lift as I lay us on the couch.

I grind my jean-covered cock against her pantie-covered cunt, a cunt I would live in if I could.

Breaking the kiss, I rub my nose along hers and whisper, "We need to start preparing for you to move into our home, Rory. Autumn's room is ready for her, as is the nursery, though I did use both pink and blue paint." I gently peck her lips and rasp, "I thought we could use it for more babies you give me…."

I waggle my brows, making her laugh, before she asks, "Do you have that much room in your house?"

I nod with a smile before correcting her, "Our house," and I confirm, "and we do. I thought we could decorate the baby's room once we know what we are having. I have enough room for at least three more babies, not including the one you're now carrying. After that, they can double up until we're done, and then redecorate the nursery for one of them…."

She laughs again, saying, "If you think I'm pushing out that many kids, you're insane. I'm already showing at five weeks, which means your baby is going to be huge."

I grin wide and peck her lips before moving down her body. I lift her dress, showing her belly where our baby is comfortably growing, and my press lips against it.

"Our baby is going to be perfect, just like their big sister, and all the little brothers and sisters we're going to give them," I rasp, and Aurora giggles again.

I press another kiss to her stomach, then kiss lower, my lips brushing over her panties, inhaling her scent.

She gasps, raising her hips, making me smile.

"Fuck, I love how responsive you are," I growl as I hook her panties through my fingers, dragging them down her legs.

I throw them on the floor, and spread her legs. Leaning down, I suck her clit into my mouth hard, making her moan. "Theo…."

My dick presses against my zipper, wanting his heat, and I suck her clit in pulses, pressing a finger into her wet tight cunt, curling it to hit her g-spot, causing her to arch her back.

I have the urge to place a finger in her ass, but I refrain, respecting her wishes from when I last tried; anal is a hard no for my girl.

I feel her walls flutter around my finger, her clit pulse, and I suck harder, moving my finger faster, needing her to come so I can get inside her.

I look up to see her put a hand over her mouth, her head thrown back as her orgasm washes over her. I groan and wrap my lips over her cunt, drinking up her release until it's all gone.

I lick her folds one last time, and climb up her body. I free my cock from its confines, then press my lips against hers, shoving my tongue through her lips, making her taste how delicious she is.

She moans as I break the kiss. Placing the head of my cock at her entrance, I rasp, "I think it's time we practice making more babies," making her laugh. Her laughter turns to moans as I thrust inside her tight, wet heat.

Fuck, every time always feels like the first time with my girl.

So fucking perfect.

I thrust hard, my lips devouring hers as I make love to my girl.

I know there's a lot of secrets between us, and I know she'll be pissed when she realizes the truth, but I'll never lose her, fucking never.

This girl is my universe; I'll fucking die to protect her.