ADELINE

 

I was able to carry to term, just like the doctor predicted.  And a little after seven o'clock in the evening on August 13th, a perfect little boy with ten fingers, ten toes and his daddy's dark hair and warm, chocolate eyes was born.

Alexander William Sterling.

Barbara and her new beau, Dr. Benson, came to visit me in the hospital.  I had been so worried about her, but she recovered quickly from the torture that Giovanni had unleashed upon her.  And still going with the belief that everything happens for a reason, she full-heartedly believed the whole ordeal brought her and Dr. Benson closer.  She told me he'll never replace Paul, but he's a damn close second and makes her happy.

After Lucien and I arrived back on the island, I was worried at first as to how he would cope with a baby, but he has surprised me at every turn.

As long as I take care of the poopy diapers, which even most normal fathers don't want to deal with, he's been absolutely helpful and pretty darn perfect.

Lucien's obsessions with cleanliness haven't been nearly as bad since he's been having regular communications with a new therapist.  Dr. Dan used to suffer from the same afflictions as Lucien, and they both survived horrible childhoods.  Having found a common bond with the doctor, Luc flourished in therapy and learned how to control his urges and need to control.

Not that I don't want some of his control at times…especially in the bedroom.

"Hurry," Lucien says as he ushers me into our room.

We just put Alexander down for a nap, and when he's sleeping is the only time we can make time for ourselves.  This is how our days go as busy parents of a newborn, but we always find time for each other.

Stripping out of our clothes and losing them along the way to the bed, we fall onto the soft mattress naked.

Luc's teeth tug at my lip before he kisses me like a man possessed.  He's been insatiable lately since getting over a lot of his phobias, and it's been a challenge…but also so much fun for me to keep up with his appetite.

He leans back and gazes into my eyes.  I run my fingers through his hair, which is always haphazardly sexy now instead of perfectly styled.

Lucien's lips trail down my chest to my full breasts.  He kisses each mound and says, "No wonder Alexander's always hungry.  I can't stay away from them either."

I slap him jokingly and giggle.

He looks at me and smiles a breathtaking smile.  "Love that sound," he whispers before his mouth meets mine once more.

My thighs part for him as he nestles between them.  His fingertips find my sensitive nub, and he softly rubs me into oblivion.  Just as I begin to shatter under him, he enters me, not stopping until his thick cock is fully seated.

I gasp and then sigh in content.  He feels so damn good inside of me.  And since I got a Depo shot a few weeks ago, we don't have to worry about condoms…or more babies until we're good and ready.

Lucien says he wants to wait until after we're married to try again.  We were so caught up with my nerve-wracking pregnancy that we put off the wedding until we can actually enjoy ourselves and not be stressed over everything.

And I cannot wait to marry this man and spend every waking moment with him.

With his hands planted by my head, Lucien's strong arms quiver as he tries to rein in his control and allow me time to adjust to him.  But I don't want him to.  "Take me, Luc," I whisper to him, licking the shell of his ear.

My words are his undoing, and his control unravels quickly.  He pulls out of me almost the whole way before thrusting the whole way back in.  I call out his name, and he growls against my neck, "Yes, baby."

He fucks me with reckless abandon after that, and I absolutely love it.  Lifting my thighs, I wrap my hands around his backside and dig my fingernails into his muscular ass, pulling him into me harder and harder until we're both shouting and tumbling over the edge together.

He shudders in my arms as his hot seed spills inside of me.  "Fuck, Adeline.  I'll never get my fill of you," he says before dipping down and placing a kiss on my forehead.  He pulls back to meet my eyes and then whispers, "I love you."

I close my eyes for a moment, relishing in the sound of those words coming from his mouth.  I don't hear them often, but when I do, they mean so much more every time he says them.

Smiling up at him, I say, "I love you too."

The squeal on the baby monitor has our eyes locking and our smiles growing bigger.  "He has impeccable timing," Lucien comments with a chuckle.

I hurry into the bathroom to clean up, and then we dress in record time, heading out the door when Lucien runs right into Jackson …and Katya?

Growling, Lucien says, "Tell me you both aren't into voyeurism now."

Jax holds his hands up in a placating gesture.  "Hey, we were just coming to ask if we could take Alex for a walk in the stroller this afternoon."

Jackson has his practiced innocent look on his face.  But Katya, on the other hand, looks guilty as sin.

Lucien turns to me with a knowing grin, and I smile back at him.  He's leaving the decision to call them out on me, but I decide to let them off the hook…this time.  "Sure, you can take him.  But I need to feed him first."

Jackson nods and takes Katya's hand in his.  "Okay.  Well, we'll be…in my room…if you need us."  Then they glance at each other like lovesick teenagers before walking away hastily.

"Fucking voyeurs," Lucien mutters under his breath as we watch the happy couple disappear down the hall.

I laugh and wouldn't be able to stop the giant smile from forming on my face even if I wanted to.  Katya and Jackson seem really good together, and I couldn't be happier for the both of them.  Katya keeps her secrets pretty well guarded; but from what I've gathered, she had a pretty shitty life before they found each other.  And if she finally found her happiness with the man of her dreams, then I definitely know how she feels.

And it's the greatest feeling of all.

Lucien takes my hand and kisses my knuckles.  "We should go feed Alex," he murmurs.

"We?"

"Well, you feed him.  I'll watch," he tells me with a fire in his eyes.

"Now who's the voyeur?" I joke.

He scoops me up in his arms and kisses my nose.  "Oh, baby, I don't mind watching or being watched…but I'll never share.  You're mine," he growls.  "Forever."

"Forever sounds nice," I tell him.

He kisses my lips sweetly before carrying me towards Alexander's room.  "Forever it is then," he agrees.

 

 

 

 

THE END