Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Julian
Leo grabs Laura’s hand as soon as I ease him into the crib. Tiny fingers lock together, their bond as close now as it was when they were in my mate’s belly.
I watch them for another minute before easing out of the room with the monitor in hand. The static of the connection and the somber rain sound machine music lets me know I’ll hear them the moment they need me.
Nyx tells me I’m overbearing with them. He thinks they don’t need to be monitored quite so much given they’re tiny humans who can’t get into much trouble. Dr. Chance gave him a ton of advice about what to do, and the other Omegas he’s found support from in his childrearing classes made him far more confident in his parenting journey. Before them he questioned everything.
But there’s no support for Alpha parents. Not like there is for Omegas.
Most of my choices are either following along with my mate’s desires or texting one of the guys to get their opinion. They’ve all been accommodating since sometimes said messages come during a middle of the night feeding.
Even so, I can’t help but be cautious with them.
Leo and Laura represent everything I’ve ever wanted and didn’t think I’d get. They’re the physical embodiment of my love for Nyx. They’re the most precious beings in the world. They’re fully dependent on me and their Daddy for their care.
How could I not be a tad obsessive over them?
When I enter the bedroom, I find Nyx waiting with his journal. His brow is raised, letting me know he saw what I did already.
Crap.
I’d hoped he didn’t catch on until I was here to see his reaction.
“Why the suspicious look, baby?” I close our door, then place the monitor on my nightstand. I’m shirtless, since the babies prefer skin to skin contact. To be fair, I love it too. There’s nothing like holding my little ones to my chest as they calmly rest and trust they’re safe with me.
“Don’t you give me that innocent act. You wrote in my notebook, Alpha,” he grumbles.
I raise my brow. “You didn’t like it?”
“You wrote in my private journal! Why would I like that?”
Something tells me he didn’t actually read what I wrote. Easing into the bed, I take the journal from his hand. I turn to the bookmarked page and begin reading my message aloud.
Dear Nyx,
I love you beyond what I can ever express in words. The reason I’m writing here now is because with each day that passes, I feel as if I did you a disservice on our wedding day. I should have shouted from the rafters how amazing you are. I should have told every person we crossed paths with how lucky I am you choose to be with me.
You’ve given me the greatest gift there is to give. I have you and Leo and Laura in my life now. The three people who mean far more than anything else.
Including my career.
I’ve informed the mayor I won’t be returning to my post when my leave is up. There’s no way I could ever focus on protecting the people of Shelter Falls now that I can only think about you and our babies in my every waking moment.
If you want to continue to work, you’re welcome to it. I’ll support you through whatever you decide. I only hope you’ll allow me the honor of taking care of our children full time.
At my age, I’d thought all hope was lost at finding my mate. It seemed to be something I’d get to watch everyone else experience, yet I’d never know the feeling.
But here we are.
Together and building our family.
You are my everything, Nyx Bates. My heart. My soul. My Omega. My husband. My mate.
I thank Fate daily for bringing you to this small town.
May you forgive me for writing in your precious journal. I would have gotten something else to use, but I figured pouring my heart out here would show you just how serious I am. This is the place where you’re the most open and honest with yourself, right? Well here I am being open and honest with you too.
Yours forever,
Julian
When I finish reading, I look up to see his reaction. There’s a mix of love and heat in his eyes. He tugs the notebook out of my hands and tosses it to his nightstand.
Climbing onto my lap, he wraps his arms around my shoulders. My healed shoulders.
Never thought I’d get through PT in one piece, but the babies motivated me enough to want to have full movement again.
“You’re so infuriating sometimes,” he whispers against my lips. “Even when I want to be mad at you, I can’t. Your heart is too good to hurt me.”
I smile, then lean into the kiss. My arms wrap around his waist, tugging him closer. He’s only in boxers, which means there’s barely any fabric between us when we come together.
My mate groans when our hard lengths press together. I take the opportunity to nip at his bottom lip before deepening the kiss.
We take our time exploring on another with languid kisses and slowly rocking hips. The scent of slick eventually breaks my control.
“What did Dr. Chance say at your appointment yesterday?” I ask while trailing kisses down his throat.
Nyx throws his head back to give me room. “He said I’m all healed up and clear for anything I want.”
“Anything?”
“Yeah,” he whispers. “I asked about sex too. He told me to just be careful so I don’t wind up back in his office so soon.”
I chuckle, then trail my hands down his spine. “I wouldn’t mind it. Now that I’m staying home, you could get pregnant as much as you want. I’ll raise a herd of your babies.”
“A herd!? I don’t think so mister. These two are more than enough.”
“For now.”
He shakes his head. “Somehow I have a feeling I’ll change my mind, but it’s too soon for me to decide. Let’s wait a bit, please, Alpha.”
The title tears through me, setting me ablaze. I tug his underwear down, my fingers locating his hole and sliding right in past the flow of slick he’s producing. Three fingers stuff him full, making his back arm and his hands squeeze my shoulders.
Grinning, I clamp my mouth to his nipple. My fingers pump in his hole, eager to make sure he’s ready for me.
“Need you,” my Omega pants right as I curl my fingers to tap against his favorite spot. Slick gushes against my hand as he falls apart. His hole clamps around my fingers, tightening in that delicious way that foreshadows how good it will be for my cock.
I pull my finders free, then spread them out to show him just how messy he is. “You’re more than ready. Let me slip a condom on, then I’ll give you what you need.”
He whines but shifts enough for me to do as I said. Despite his request to use protection, he frowns the entire time. It’s like he’s angry about it even though he knows it’s what he wants.
I nearly laugh at the irony of it.
Once I’m covered, Nyx raises his hips over mine and sinks down in one solid motion. I drop my head forward onto his shoulder as pleasure sweeps through me. His body envelops mine so perfectly.
“You need to ride your Alpha, baby. Show me how much you’ve missed my knot.”
He whimpers at the dirty words. I grin against his skin as I lick and suck and bite every place I can reach. Each touch pushes him closer and closer to the edge.
It also ramps up my own need. My cock pulses inside his hole, the end nearly in sight.
Knowing just what he needs, I spit on my hand, then wrap his cock with it. I give slow, tight strokes of his length as I press my lips to his ear.
“You’re doing so good, baby. My husband knows exactly what I need. To fill up this tight hole. To breed you full of cum. I wish I was bare so I could watch it mix with your slick right before I lick you clean.”
He cries out as his body crests into an orgasm. The tightness around my cock intensifies, triggering my own body to respond. I don’t press my knot through despite knowing he’s healed. It’s not because I don’t want to. More like, I need to be especially sure he’s fine after this before moving to the heavier stuff.
I trust Chance to be honest, but still. One can never be too cautious.
Nyx’s eyes close as the waves of his release slow down. I roll us to the side, then ease out of him. He’s snoring softly before I even climb out of bed to throw the condom away.
Leaning against the doorframe, I watch him for a moment. My back is a little sore today from rolling around on the floor with the kids during tummy time, but I’m otherwise good. In fact, I feel great.
My kids are safe in the next room. My mate is blissfully knocked out after our lovemaking.
There isn’t a single thing I’d change.
Two hours later when the first cry comes across the monitor, I quiet the noise and climb from bed with a smile on my face.
I hold by what I said. I wouldn’t change a single thing about this life.
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