Jack

I gently placed my infant son in his crib, running a hand through his soft, feathery hair. Eric was a quiet baby and was already sleeping through the night. Turning on the monitor, I went into the hall and pulled the door so it was almost shut. I’d already tucked in my sweet little two-year-old, Addy, so I padded down the hall to the den where my beautiful wife was stretched out on the couch, watching a movie. Making a beeline for her, I lowered myself down so my body covered hers.

“I do believe both of our kids are asleep, Dr. Halston,” I whispered as I began to nibble on her ear. “Whatever will we do with this time alone?”

Ellie tilted her head back, giving me more access to her neck, and I placed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses down to the valley between her tits. She was wearing a loose tank and the neckline gaped so I hooked a finger in the fabric and tugged it down. I groaned at the sight of her naked tits, fuller from two kids and nursing our son. I licked around one before taking it into my mouth.

I bit the tip lightly and she gasped, every muscle in her body freezing, before she started shaking. I lifted my head, surprised she’d come so fast. However, her face wasn’t lost in ecstasy. Nope, she was laughing, her mouth pinched as she tried to keep quiet.

“If I wasn’t so secure in my ability to make you come, this could be a pretty big blow to my ego, baby.”

She snickered and pointed behind me. “What were you saying about the kids being asleep?”

I levered myself up onto my elbows and twisted to look back.

A pillow was floating through the door, or at least, it looked as though it was. Really, it had two little feet, just barely visible underneath the large pillow. Small, delicate fingers grasped the edges and it was moving slowly, hesitantly.

I smiled in exasperated amusement. Addy had reached the stage where she was like an ostrich sticking their head in the sand. She seemed to believe if she couldn’t see us, we couldn’t see her.

“Addy,” I said sternly. The pillow jerked and lowered, revealing her big brown eyes. They were open wide, shocked at having been discovered. It was adorable as fuck. My kids were the cutest, I didn’t care what Wyatt said. I loved my nieces and nephews, but come on, my daughter was a fucking knockout.

“Back to bed, sneaky.”

Her wide chocolate eyes filled with tears and I looked at Ellie frantically. She raised a brow and stared at me challengingly. Shit. I forgot about our bet. Ellie was convinced I couldn't hold firm with my baby girl when she cried. It was ridiculous. I was man enough to deal with her tears without caving.

I narrowed my eyes and glared at her, my heart starting to crack with the little sniffles coming from behind me. I took a deep breath and steeled myself against the overwhelming desire to scoop her up and give her anything and everything she wanted.

Pulling up Ellie’s shirt, I climbed off of her and faced my Addy, crumbling at the sight of the big, fat tears rolling down her face. I swiftly moved to her and scooped her up in my embrace. Her small arms wound around my neck and she rested her head against my chest, her head tucked under my chin.

“Monsters, Daddy,” she hiccupped. “I want to seep wif you and Mommy.” My resolve was fast disappearing, then she played the trump card. “I’m scared.” It was my job to protect my baby girl, to scare away the monsters, to be her hero, damn it.

“Sure, baby girl.”

Ellie cleared her throat noisily and I glanced back to see her shaking her head. I threw her a pleading look but she had no sympathy, snickering at me again. Callous, unfeeling woman!

She finally stood and walked over to us. “You should sleep in your big girl bed, Addy. Daddy will check for monsters, then you go to sleep, okay?” She rubbed Addy’s back in slow circles as she spoke.

Addy leaned back and looked up at me with soft, sad eyes. “Pwease, Daddy?” Well, fuck.

Ellie could obviously see I was about to give in and she shrugged before turning and muttering under her breath as she passed me. “Sucker.”

I couldn’t hide behind the pillow anymore. She was right, I was a complete sucker for my kids.

“I guess I’ll have to wear something else to bed since ours will be so crowded,” she called after she disappeared around the corner.

I quickly followed after her. “Something else?”

She glanced back with a smug smile. “Well, not so much something else as plain old something instead of nothing at all.”

I hurried down the hall and into my daughter’s bedroom, Ellie’s laughter trailing behind me. Holding Addy, we checked the closet, under the bed, and every nook and crevice for monsters.

“See, baby girl? Nothing to be afraid of,” I crooned, kissing her forehead. I bent to lay her in her new toddler, princess bed, but she clung tightly to me.

“Stay, Daddy?” she begged, tugging at my heartstrings. However, it had been a week since Ellie and I had an early night like this, one where we both weren’t too tired for more than a quick fuck. I was dying to make love to my wife, to worship every inch of her delectable body, to taste her honey.

“Can you be my best girl, Addy? Show me how brave you are?” Her eyes teared up again and I swore a violent streak of curses for the shit I was going to take from Ellie for what I was about to do. Not to mention the shit from Bailey, Wyatt, and my dad, because Ellie would be on the phone first thing when she found out. My dick didn’t give a fuck, so I gave up trying. “If you go right to sleep and be brave, you can have some of your birthday cake for breakfast.”

Her eyes got wide, suddenly dry with no evidence of tears, and a smile spread over her sweet face as she nodded vigorously.

“Okay,” I said as I tucked her in. “The faster you go to sleep, the faster morning will be here and you can have cake.”

She immediately scrunched her eyes shut and snuggled into the teddy bear I placed in her arms. When she was settled, I raced to my bedroom, halting in disappointment when my wife wasn’t waiting naked in bed for me.

Then I noticed the trail of clothes on the floor leading to the bathroom. When I opened the door, I stopped to admire the view of Ellie standing in the shower under the hot spray of water, cascading down her incredible body.

I shed my clothes at lightning speed and stepped in behind her, pulling her back against me and cupping her full tits. I fucking loved her body and it only got more luscious and beautiful with every baby.

“You promised her cake, didn’t you?” she asked.

I ignored her and slipped a hand down to play with her pussy, making her moan. I was so fucking hard, I was afraid it would only take one shift of her hips to make me explode. But, I wanted a taste first.

I dropped to my knees and turned her so I was at eye level with her pretty pussy. “I’ve missed your honey, baby.” A long, slow lick had her shuddering with need. I ate her pussy, savoring every bite, lick, and suck. I made her come twice before I was satisfied and surged to my feet, lifting her off the ground and impaling her as I pressed her against the wall.

“Oh fuck! You feel so good, baby.”

She squeezed her inner muscles and I was on the verge of coming, so I began to pump into her, while I played with her clit. She was crying out and meeting my every thrust with her hips.

“You ready, baby? I’m going to come, Ellie! Fuck, I need you to come!”

Suddenly, she froze and I reared back in surprise.

“Condom, Jack,” she panted.

I scowled. “Fuck the condom, Ellie. I only take you bare.”

She mirrored my dark expression and opened her mouth to argue, but I didn’t let her get a word out before covering her mouth with my own and driving in two more times, setting us both off.

After we had Addy, I’d agreed to wear a condom until Ellie was ready to try again, but the first time I tried it, I couldn’t feel her and I pulled out, tore it off, and dove back inside. She was pretty pissed when she turned up pregnant three months later. I thought it was fucking fantastic and I told her so. She accused me of being a Neanderthal and stormed out of the room. With a little chocolate and a whole lot of eating her pussy, it didn’t take me long to convince her to forgive me.

* * *

“Dad!” Addy yelled, banging on our bedroom door. “I know you’re in there!”

I lifted my mouth from where I was devouring Ellie’s honey and frowned. “Adult time, Addy!” I shouted, grateful I remembered to lock the door.

Ellie chortled and I glared at her.

“Why do I have to watch the other kids?” she whined.

“Because I said so. Now, go be a good daughter and give your mom and I some alone time.”

She stomped away from the door, muttering loudly, “You better not be giving me another brother or sister!”

Ellie was all out laughing and I scowled. She held her hands up in a sign of surrender. “Hey, you’re the one who decided five was the magic number.”

The dark look on my face must have morphed into complete and utter shock because Ellie rolled her eyes and gave me a dry look.

“Five?” I croaked.

“Yup. What did you think would happen when you couldn’t keep a rubber on your giant cock?”

I tried, I really did, but every time I felt something between us, I couldn’t stand it. It was like I couldn’t breathe until we were one.

After a moment the shock wore off and a smug smile crossed my face. I looked down at her currently flat stomach. Way to go, boys.