by Tory Baker
Epilogue
Kori
Six Years Later
Three kids later and we were done, even Nate agreed. After we had Lucas and Jacob, we took our time. Nate grunted, hating that we had to be cautious while I was breastfeeding, after being bare inside me all this time. Condoms became Nate’s nemesis, I giggled every time he grumbled, but secretly I hated them, too. So, when the twins were two years old, we decided to try for another baby.
I was pregnant the next month with Myla. Apparently, I’m a fertile myrtle and Nate’s swimmers work well.
Now, here we are slowly making love so early in the morning, me praying we don’t get interrupted by our children coming in and wanting to snuggle with us.
“Fuck, it’s been too long, Kori. I don’t care if we have to wake up an hour early every morning. I’m getting inside my wife, before they’re awake.” He grunts as he pistons in and out of me. I’m up on all fours, my ass up in the air as he grabs my hips, and this time, it’s my turn to command him, “Don’t you stop. I’m almost there.”
He reaches underneath me and pinches my clit, that’s all it takes. He powers into me until I feel him hold me as tight as possible as he comes inside me.
Nate coming inside me, it triggers another smaller orgasm. I fall face down, as he comes down on top of me. He’s holding most of his weight off of me, but I can feel every muscle on his body along with a fine sheen of sweat.
“Best wake up call, ever,” I mumble into the pillow.
“No kidding, sadly, I think our time is up. I’ll clean up and get the kids settled for breakfast while you take a bath.”
“God, I love you.” I still own the shelter, but it’s blossomed so much that I have more full time help than I did earlier on. Even my dad is proud of how much it’s grown.
“Love you, Kori,” he slaps my ass as he turns and heads towards the master bathroom.
I doze off for a few minutes until Nate comes back out. He moves my hair out of my face and tells me, “Take your time, the bath is ready for you.”
“Thank you, Nate. Thank you for being the best part of me,” I respond as I sit up, even with the changes in my body from my pregnancies, the fire in his eyes for me has never changed.
“Babe, we’re the best part of each other and that will never change,” I watch him until he closes the door.
I jump into the bath, at first wanting to relax and soak for an hour. Then I decide not to. I want to spend this Saturday morning making breakfast with the kids and Nate. With that thought in mind, I hurry getting cleaned up, and throw on some comfies, then head down to the kitchen.
I stop in my tracks, my family is huddled over the kitchen island looking at my recipe book and trying to decide on what to make for breakfast. I watch them, soaking in the happiness that resonates all around us, and think to myself, this life we have, it’s perfect.
THE END
About the Author
Tory Baker is a devoted mother living in sunny Florida who spends her alone time writing about Alpha men who love their women and put them first in everything they do.
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