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Fiona screamed again and bared her teeth. “They’re coming!”
What happened next would be something that never left my brain. With a room full of screaming people, Sebastian let out a wild grunt and then pulled a baby out from under Fiona. It took another two minutes for the second baby to come and then we were all panting, holding two baby boys and their exhausted mother. Fiona finally agreed to let the paramedics help and we all went to the hospital together in a convoy of ambulance and trucks.
It took days for me, Jake, and Seb to recover from seeing all that we’d seen and from being so terrified during the delivery. Fiona, though? Fiona was happy as ever, nonplussed by the emergency water birth she’d given. When we made promises of living in the hospital if she got pregnant again, she just waved us off and smiled.
While staring into the bright green eyes of our baby boys, it was easy to smile with her, despite our fears. Two unnamed baby boys, waiting for their parents and older siblings to figure out their names while they slept peacefully in their dad’s arms. When the fear faded and all that was left was the overwhelming happiness, I understood that I’d never get over just how lucky I really was.
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Epilogue II
***Fiona***
Running up the beach with waves lapping at my feet was amazing. Running to my three men who were watching me with identical looks of hunger was even better. I collapsed on the beach towel between them and sighed happily as I flipped onto my back and stretched my limbs out in every direction. I’d barely caught my breath before there was a face buried between my legs. That led to a sandy romp on the beach that would’ve ended in our arrests if we hadn’t been on a private beach.
That was how our days went. We woke up and made love. We swam in the ocean and made love. We ate tropical fruit and fucked. It was a mix of relaxing and consuming my men that I couldn’t get enough of.
Of course, there were bouts of tears, as well. Leaving the twins when they were just nine months old was hard. It didn’t matter that they were in the best hands ever with Mallory and Jane. I missed them and I worried about how they were handling being away from me. It seemed that no matter how much the guys fought over who was dad number one, our boys were momma’s boys at the moment.
During our breaks from sex and the ocean, I video-chatted with Mallory constantly to keep an eye on Cole and Cody. It wasn’t just normal emotions from being away from the twins for the first time that was making me a teary mess. I was surprised the guys hadn’t put two and two together because I wasn’t such a crybaby when I wasn’t pregnant. To be fair, though, for a lot of the time they’d known me, I’d been pregnant. That didn’t seem like it was going to change anytime soon, either.
I was three months pregnant. My period still wasn’t regular after giving birth so missing a few hadn’t seemed off until I started crying over toilet paper commercials and craving sex even more than normal. I was knocked up again. Avery was going to be over the moon. He loved being a big brother. All the kids were going to be excited. They’d all come together in such a beautiful way to love the twins and each other. Still. Another baby so soon felt crazy.
I needed to tell the guys but I was nervous. I knew they would be happy but I was still worried. We were finally taking our first trip together without kids or my stomach being the size of a small house. They’d been so excited about having a good time and getting me drunk on champagne again, like our first night together. That was too bad, though, because there was another baby on board.
It was our third night on the island and we were having dinner on the beach when I thought I’d finally tell them. The resort staff dropped off dinner and disappeared, leaving the four of us alone again. The guys looked so relaxed and happy that I didn’t want to chance stressing them out, though.
They were each shirtless, in baggy swim trunks that sat low on their hips, and I hadn’t seen any of them in shoes since we’d arrived on the island. They’d needed a break. As it turned out, they were each well-known enough that stories of our unusual relationship had gone a bit viral. They’d dealt with the blow back from that for months before the twins were born and again for months after they were born. They’d spent the entire time fretting over anyone ever getting close enough to me or the kids to bother us with questions or worse, judgements.
They deserved to breathe easy and have a good time before we went back to dirty diapers and babies screaming through the night. I should’ve known I could only keep a secret from them for so long, though. They knew me better than I knew myself.
Sebastian met my gaze from across the table, a whiskey in one hand and a piece of pit-roasted pig in the other. He looked a little like a caveman with his beard growing out and his eyes heated. “You know I can see your mind racing, angel.”
A flush crept over my face because I still blushed at the way they looked at me. I brushed my hair over my shoulders and smiled. “I was just thinking about how you three are turning into cavemen more and more every day.”
Jake’s tattooed skin glistened in the setting sun. “You seem to like it.”
I bit my lip and nodded. “I love it.”
“Are you going to tell me what’s really on your mind or do I need to bend you over and spank it out of you?” Sebastian’s hand flexed around the whiskey glass. “I especially love the way your sweet pussy drips after a good spanking, so I’m good either way.”
I let out a breathy whimper and hurriedly looked around to make sure no one could hear him. He’d gotten more and more comfortable showing his kinky side and I more than benefited from it but I still didn’t want anyone else knowing how much I loved him spanking me.
“Relax, baby. There’s no one around. The staff here are paid to give us privacy.” Ryder trailed his fingers down my arm. “This is the only kind of retreat we’re doing from now on. As thankful as I am for Carl Levine and his bullshit, I’m never going anywhere on vacation again where I can’t take advantage of you wherever we are.”
I covered my mouth as I laughed hard enough that they knew I wasn’t laughing at what Ryder said. It was the mention of Carl Levine and his crazy retreat triggering thoughts of Sara and Megan that had me laughing. It wasn’t nice of me to revel in someone else’s misery but I couldn’t help myself.
After the guys forced the women into a two week experience with Carl, there’d been a barrage of texts about how twisted it was of the guys to make them suffer through two weeks of the retreat. Apparently, Carl had gone meatless and was big on beans while they’d been there. The fart suits had worked overtime.
I hadn’t heard a peep from them and I was more than happy about that. Everything was peaceful and the kids got to have both parents without worrying about the drama between the adults. Since I’d gotten my job back and I had my men, I thought Sara and Megan had more than paid for their bad behavior.
I rested my hand over my stomach as I laughed harder and when I looked up, I saw Sebastian’s eyes were trained on the gesture. As my laughter died out, I took a deep breath and decided that I just had to get it over with. “I’m pregnant.”
Sebastian’s mouth lifted on one side in a signature smirk that drove me wild. “We know.”
After a second of shock, I gasped. “How?!”
Jake rolled his eyes. “We know you. We’ve made it our job to know everything about you, angel. Every mood, every expression. You’re our life. Of course we noticed when you started acting differently.”
