by Katie Dowe
“They are,” he blinked the tears away as he accepted his clean son with the thick curly hair so like his wife’s. The two curls had a riot of curly white blond hair that he knew would darken a little later on. They were so beautiful that he could not believe. Kadine had been stitched up and her tubes tied as advised by the doctor and Scott knew she was getting ready to sleep.
“Are they hungry?” she asked uncertainly.
“I am sure they are,” one of the nurses handed Kandra (her name had been hand stitched onto a beautiful pink and white shirt that had been sent over by Romano’s.). She had been the first one to come out so they had named her that. “Hi there my princess,” Kadine crooned as she guided her nipple inside the greedy lips of her daughter who latched onto it immediately and started pulling. “There you go honey,” Kadine winced slightly as her daughter pulled on her sensitive bud. The identical girls had come out weighing five pounds each while the boy had weighed in at five pounds two inches. Doctor Whittingham had assured them that they were quite healthy and that their lungs had developed almost one hundred percent, but he was still going to watch them.
Kadine finished Kandra and handed her to her dad for him to burp her and then took Kandace to the other nipple. Very soon, all three children were fed and were given over to the nurses as they were drifting off to sleep.
“How about something to eat?” Scott asked her softly as he watched the nurses leave with the sleeping children.
“Both of us and then we sleep,” she told him.
“Good idea.” He kissed the top of her head and clung to her. “I love you,” he told her shakily. “Thank you for my family.”
*****
The media got their first sighting of the ‘Taylor Triplets’ as they were called two weeks later. Scott and Kadine had taken them out for a walk outside the perimeter of the farm when a very adventurous photographer who had been waiting for just a moment like that snatched pictures of the babies as they lay in their specially made adjoined prams one afternoon. Before Scott could stop him, he had taken dozens of pictures and sprinted off! The next day the pictures were published in the papers with the headline: ‘The angels and the handsome prince’. The paper went on to further say that the girls had taken after their father in looks while the boy looked like his mother.
“I see the frenzy is starting,” Leesa said in amusement as she took up Kandra and held her in her arms, loving the soft feel of her velvety skin and the way she smelled. The other wives had been taking turns to visit and this was Leesa’s fifth visit. She just could not stay away. Kadine’s siblings had flown in to see her last week and the children had fallen in love with their new cousins.
“I am trying to ignore them.” Kadine said with a sigh as she put Kandace into her cot. The nurses had left and Scott had hired two women to take care of the babies. Patsy insisted on taking care of one of them. She had more than enough help.
“This is a phenomenon to them darling. You are rich and beautiful and you carried triplets. They are not going to leave you alone.”
“As long as they don’t touch any of my kids, then I have no problem!”
Chapter 11
The children bloomed! Kandace and Kandra were so alike that people had a hard time telling them apart. Kadine had developed a system which she told her husband. Kandace had a tiny birth mark on her neck which Kandra did not share and she had also gotten tons of clothing from the stores with their names stitched to one side. That Christmas, they turned two months old and the entire farm was excited about the children so much that the place had been heavily decorated even though they were not able to notice the difference. Kadine had invited her sisters and brother and their family to spend the time with them as well as her friend Marcia and her family. Patsy was in her element and had taken charge of everything; dividing her time between the planning of the menus and taking care of the household to supervise the children.
Scott was kept busy due to the upcoming winter and had gotten over his reluctance to leave his family when he went out into the farm and even had to take a short trip away.
“There you go my sweetie,” Kadine crooned as she wrapped the blanket around her daughter’s body slowly, smiling as the little girl’s dark blue eyes so much like her father stared into her unblinkingly. “We are going to be seeing Aunties Karen and Kandy and of course Uncle Khalif today.” She lifted her head and looked up as one of the nannies came in with Kandra, her blonde curls brushed until it shone and dressed in identical peach one piece with her name stitched onto it.
“I think this one is ready to be fed Mrs. Kadine,” the kindly African American nanny employed to take care of Kandra said to her.
“Thanks Agatha,” she said with a smile as she passed Kandace to her. “Miriam went down to the kitchen to get the bottles. Where is Sean Andrew?”
“With Miss Patsy,” Agatha’s face crinkled in delight as she took the baby. “That boy sure can scream.”
“Maybe he is hungry,” Kadine said with a frown as she eased her nipple into her daughter’s mouth. “Could you tell Patsy to take him to me?”
“Of course.”
Kadine crooned softly as her little girl sucked contentedly. For the first month, she had been sure she was going to lose it! It had taken sometime for her to get used to the three babies and settled at some sort of routine for their feeding and for spending time with them. She had belatedly apologized to her husband for being such a royal bitch to him over the period and had been humbled by his patience and how he had been there as soon as he came in and showered. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time to go into the living room. Scott had taken the jet to go and get her relatives and friends and would be back shortly. She wanted to at least shower and change before they arrived. She loved the kids but was tired of smelling like throw up and drool all the time.
She handed her partially sleeping daughter to Miriam and made her way into the bathroom. She took off her dress and stared at herself in the mirror critically. She had gained several pounds that she had almost lost due to the work out she had done in the gym and the walks she had taken with the triplets every day without fail. She had been stressed and overwhelmed in spite of all the help she had had but over time she had begun to adjust. She and her husband had not had sex since the birth of the triplet and it had not been because she was not ready physically, but her mind had not been in it. He had not pressured her even though she could see the look of intense need on his face each night he wrapped his arms around her but he never said anything to her. Tonight will be different! As soon as their guests were settled and they had come into their suite after seeing to the babies she was going to surprise him!
But it was not to be for that night! She had bathed and dressed in a soft fuchsia lounge pants that was part of the ‘after delivery’ clothes that had been sent over for her by Monique Romano and a white cashmere sweater that clung to her generous breasts. It had been so long since she had felt like a woman that she had put on makeup even though she was not going anywhere. Her hair had grown past her shoulders during her pregnancy and she had decided not to cut it. She had brushed it back and it fell in dark waves making a startling contrast to the brilliant white of the sweater. She went into the rooms and looked in on her children who were fast asleep before leaving. The nannies were in the sitting room near to the nurseries chatting and enjoying snacks sent to them.
“I thought they would have gotten here by now,” Patsy said with a frown as soon as Kadine walked into the living room. There was a cheerful fire in the huge hearth and the mantle had been decorated with wreaths overhanging. A towering Christmas tree stood to one corner with the colorful decorations hanging from it and presents stacked beneath it.
Kadine glanced at the large gold wristwatch that her husband had given her a week ago. It was a Romano’s original and she did not dare think about the price. To her surprise she saw that it was almost eight. She had tried calling him earlier but it had gone straight to voicemail. “Th
ey should have been here an hour ago,” she said slowly feeling her heart skidding. She hurried to the window to look out and saw that it had started snowing. “Maybe it is the weather.” She felt guilty that she had asked him to pick them up. She should have let them stay until tomorrow even though it would be Christmas Day.
“I am sure they are fine,” Patsy hastened to assure her.
“Yes,” she said slowly hating the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
“How about some hot chocolate and a bite to eat?”
Kadine nodded and continued to look out the window. “I will take it in the living room. Thanks, Patsy.”
Kadine ate absently mostly because she was hungry and she was still breastfeeding three children, but her mind was not on food but on her husband and the rest of family and friends. It was a small plane and there were a number of people and luggage. What if had been too much for the jet? It had reached almost nine when she called Brad.
“Hey Kadine, how are the babies?” he asked her, his deep voice sounding so much like Scott’s.
“They are sleeping.” She said absently. “Have you heard from Scott?”
“No. Why?”
She told him. “I cannot get through to him or the others and–” she broke off and took a deep breath.
“Let me make some calls and get back to you.” He told her without hesitation.
Kadine went by to check on the children trying to keep her fears at bay. Kandace and Kandra were still sleeping but Sean Andrew was wide awake. “Why are you awake baby boy?” she asked him softly as she took him out of his cot and held him against her. Patsy hurried in at that moment and took him from her. “He needs changing. I just gave him a bottle. Go on, I will see to him.”
“Thanks Patsy.” She bent and kissed her son’s cheek before leaving.
Brad called back a few minutes later. “I don’t want you to panic but Scott’s plane went down a few miles back. A rescue team is on its way to them as we speak.”
Kadine clutched at the back of the sofa tightly and closed her eyes. “Is he- Are they-?”
“I don’t know the status yet Kadine. As soon as they arrive, I will call you. Please, try not to worry.”
“Not possible,” she said hoarsely. “If anything happens to him–”
“Nothing is going to happen to him.”
“It’s my fault!” she was gripped with such an unreasonable fear that she was bent over from it!
“Now you need to stop,” he rebuked her softly. “Go and have a seat and wait for my call. They are fine.”
Kadine spent an agonized two hours waiting to hear from him. By that time Patsy had come to sit with her and held her hand. The phone rang and she sprang to answer it. “They are shaken up and have a few bruises but they are all okay. They are on their way there now.”
Kadine sat back on the sofa weak with relief and could not say anything for a few minutes. “Thanks,” she whispered faintly.
“You are welcome.” He said gently. “Leesa and I will come by in a few days to check up on you guys.
They came home almost ten p.m., shaken up badly but none the worse for wear. Scott had landed the plane into a soft patch of snow covered ground and had ensured the minimum amount of damage.
Kadine was standing with the front doors opened and the farm hands, and the household staff had gathered around to make sure he was back in one piece. Kadine flew into his arms the minute he came out of the vehicle that carried them not noticing the rest of her relatives. Her body trembled as she buried her head into his chest never noticing the wince of pain from his bruised hands as he held her. “I am here baby,” he murmured. Before everyone gathered there, she burst into tears!
Scott signaled for the rest to go on in and very gently he lifted his wife and took her inside out of the cold. Patsy was already on her feet and instructing the staff where to show their guests to. She had arranged refreshment to be taken to the rooms. Scott made his way to their suite of rooms and closed the doors behind them taking her over to sit on the sofa with her on his lap. She lifted her tear streaked face, not conscious of the fact that her makeup was running. “I did not even greet them,” she whispered as she looked up into his dear handsome face. He was here in the flesh with her! She wanted to weep for joy that he had come home to her alive.
“They understand.” He used the pad of his thumb to wipe the moisture from her face. “I am sorry.”
“You should be,” she told him tremulously. “I would never have forgiven you if–”
“I know,” his fingers lifted her chin. “I would never have forgiven myself either.”
“You are filthy,” she said as she spotted the dirt streaks on his ruggedly handsome face and his bomber jacket.
“So I am,” he said with a small laugh. “Fancy taking a bath with your husband?”
“Don’t you want something to eat?”
“Not now. I want to be with you.”
She set the bath with her bath fragrances and undressed him, her heart skidding as she saw the scratches on his chest and arms. His heart thudded inside his chest as she bent and kissed each cut before taking off her clothes and going into the bath with him.
“We developed engine trouble two miles north of here.” He said softly as she ran the sponge over his chest. He felt her hand trembled slightly and reached up to hold her. “My extreme training kicked into overdrive and when I considered that I had your entire relatives inside the plane and the thought about not seeing you again made it easy for me to know what to do. We were never in any real danger; it was only the extreme temperature that was the problem.”
“I guess I should have spoken to them,” her eyes met his and her body went weak. “I have been so busy being a mother for the past two months that I have neglected you. Never again.” She vowed.
“I knew you went through a lot. You delivered triplets so I would have to be a monster to expect you to want to make love to me.” He whispered hoarsely. He had spent so many nights aching for her and trying not to think about it.
“I am ready for my husband. We have about three hours before the children awake so we had better make use of them.”
“I totally agree with you.” His hands trembled as he framed her face. “Christ, I am so in love with you!’ he muttered as he bent his head and took her lips roughly. Kadine arched her body to his, her fingers curling into his chest. She came over and sat on top of him feeling his rigid penis beneath her bottom. He released her lips to go down to her nipple and took a hardened nipple. Ever since she had gotten pregnant with her children, her nipples had become highly sensitive. The slightest touch of his mouth sent her off. It was still the same! The touch of his tongue on the bud had her crying out his name and arching her body to his. “Scott! Her fingers dug into his hair darkened by the water. He tasted the slightly acrid taste of the milk his children so enjoyed and felt the blood thundering through his dick. He reached between them and guided his rigid member into her tightness. It had been too long, he thought, as his body shuddered against hers. By this time, Kadine was babbling! She had stayed away too long, she thought frantically as she felt the rush of intense emotions crowding her.
Sudsy water splashed over the rim of the bath as she moved over him frantically. He lifted his head to look at her, his eyes dark with emotions. “Not yet,” he saw how near she was to her release and did not want her to come yet. Not without him.
“I can’t.” she sobbed as she clutched at his shoulders. “Please Scott, I can’t.”
His head lowered to capture her lips, his hands tightening around her waist as he pushed up into her going in deep. She cried out again, tearing her mouth from his as he plunged deep inside her, his hands gripping her hips, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm! He held her close to him, the tears streaming down both their cheeks as the tide washed over them and threatened to overwhelm!
The water had gotten cold by the time they were finished but they did not notice. Kadine sagged against his c
hest trying to get her breath back while she held him close to him.
He waited a few minutes before lifting her into his arms unmindful of the water sloshing over the sides of the bath and taking her into the bedroom. He grabbed a towel on his way out and spread it over the Egyptian cotton sheets before putting her down. He started toweling her dry, easing her legs open and gently wiping her pubic area. The roughness of the material against her mound had her squirming again, her body shuddering. He put aside the towel and bent between her legs. The minute Kadine saw what he wanted to do, she lifted her legs and bent them at the knees. His tongue touched her bud and licked it thoroughly before going into her to explore. Kadine’s fingers gripped the sheets as he tongued her ruthlessly, his hands lifting her hips to meet the thrusts of his tongue. His teeth nipped her mound causing her to jump and call out his name in desperation! Before she could give in to the explosion he lifted his head and swiftly came over her sinking into her smoothly. His head dipped and he took her lips with his, lifting her leg to put over his back as he pounded into her with a force that threatened to make them explode!
*****
“I want to hold her! It’s my turn!” Maya said petulantly as Kandra and Kandace were passed from one cousin to another. Only Matthew was pretending that he was too cool for that sort of thing even though he was looking at his baby cousins every now and then.
“They are not dolls, girls,” Karen rebuked them. “I think the babies are due for a nap now and it is mine and Auntie Kandy’s turn to put them to bed.
“That’s right,” Kandy told them, poking her tongue at them. “Brianna grab the little cutie Sean Andrew from his dad and let us go play parents.”
Christmas Day had dawned bright and sunny with only a few flakes of snow coming down. None of them were worse for wear and had come out to the breakfast table where a feast had been laid out for them by the kitchen staff. The children had dived into the fluffy pancakes with the whipped cream and strawberries on top and the hot chocolate that was so tasty they had asked for more. They had each been given the latest gadgets by Scott who had taken the time to find out what they were into and they had thanked him effusively with hugs. Khalif had gotten stock portfolios which he had told his brother in law he could not take but had been persuaded otherwise. All the ladies had been given some sort of jewelry, while Mitch had gotten a leather briefcase with his name stenciled onto it. Scott had given her his gift in private: a set of sapphire, complete with necklace, bracelet, earrings and a ring that she was wearing on her right finger. Her sisters and in-laws had exclaimed over the lovely stone!
