She grins at me.
“Too sloppy, too sexy. I guess I will have to keep practicing,” I tell her, pulling her lips back to mine.
“Mm,” she moans, pulling away again. “You know I have no control over my hormones since the pregnancy,” she whispers.
“Darling, you never had control over your hormones, you little slut,” I chuckle, winking at her.
Joe
“Hey, why are you hogging our wife?” I ask, standing over Kaz and Maria. I hold my hand out to her, and she places hers in mine so I can pull her to her feet. “Come on, princess, let me put some fresh sunblock on you. The swim washed all the rest of it off.”
She follows me to the sunlounges and sits in front of me as I straddle the chair with her between my legs and her back facing me.
Slowly, I massage sunscreen oil into her perfect skin.
I kiss her neck and watch goosebumps break out over her back.
She giggles and shivers in delight. “Don’t you start, too,” she warns me, sighing softly as I run my hands over her body, slipping them around her stomach and holding onto her swollen belly.
“I can wait until tonight,” I whisper.
Movement against my hand makes me shout excitedly. “He kicked!” I blurt out.
Instantly, the others are around us with their hands pressed against her belly. She leans her back against my chest and laughs.
“You four are hilarious. You act like it’s his first kick every time he kicks,” she teases us.
After a while, they give up and move back to the barbecue, and I’m alone with her again.
“I love you, sweet, beautiful girl. I can’t wait to have a family with you…with everyone. You’re going to be such an amazing mother,” I tell her, stroking her hair.
“And you’re going to be an incredible father. You never have to worry about how amazing you’ll be, Joe. I see right into your heart, and I adore every inch of you. So will our son,” she whispers to me.
My heart swells with happiness as I nuzzle my face into her neck and hold her, watching the ocean stretched out in front of us.
Maria
My life has fallen into place like a puzzle with pieces that fit perfectly together. I lie on the lounge with my back against Joe’s chest and his arms around me. Every single one of them smothers me in affection and adoration.
Every moment of every day is filled with love and laughter. I get teased and doted on. I get spoiled and treated like a queen.
I never in a million years would have guessed that one day I would marry not one, but four Pakhans. But here I am.
Looking around the garden, I see my family.
My brother, who is making a huge effort to be a part of my new life. My husbands, each of them beautiful, loving, and gorgeous men.
This all seems far too good to be true. How did one girl get to be so lucky?
I grin as I think about how perfect it all is.
The baby kicks again, and I move Joe’s hand so that it’s in the right spot. He lets out a soft sigh of happiness, and this time doesn’t call the others, keeping this moment just for himself.
“Man, I am excited to meet him,” he tells me again.
“Lunch is ready,” Artur calls out.
“Oh, thank goodness, I was about to gnaw your arm off, I’m so hungry!” I groan.
