“A little weird, no?”
“It’s weird that she called herself Autumn’s grandmother.”
We haven’t heard from Mary-Catherine since the incident with Brad. She managed to keep the kidnapping and attempted murder under wraps, and Brad ended up agreeing to a plea deal. A very quiet plea deal. We didn’t want any of the media coverage that comes with the senator’s position, so everyone agreed that he would serve fifteen years in a minimum-security prison for his crimes. I think the senator was fed up with Brad’s antics because his lawyer, or hers, agreed on the spot. In that agreement, he had to sign over his parental rights to Declan and also agree to never contact me or my family again. It’s a win for us, and I hope we never have to deal with those two in the future.
I nod my head in agreement. “Yeah. But it sounds like she doesn’t want anything to do with us, and it would be a shame not to spend that money on the girls.”
“Girls, plural?” Declan asks.
I move to straddle his lap, and his hands immediately find my hips.
“Yeah. Girls. You’re definitely going to be a girl dad.”
I move my hips just slightly, rubbing myself along the length of his zipper. Since finding out we were pregnant, I’ve been a sex fiend. It’s been difficult with my shoulder to figure out the safest positions, but we’ve made it work… multiple times a day. And now that I’m officially out of my sling, I’m more than ready to play around.
“What if it’s a boy?” he asks, helping me move my hips.
I shrug my shoulders and move my lips next to his ear, licking the shell as I say, “Then we’ll just keep trying for another girl.”
His growl is straight-up feral as he flips me onto my back and hovers over me. “Don’t think I won’t keep you knocked up until we have a full sports team of both boys and girls.”
I look into his yellow-green eyes and smile. “Oh, I’m counting on it.”
Epilogue
Declan
One Month Later
“Fucking hell,” I growl as I thrust my hips against my wife’s ass.
She’s bent over the running washing machine, and I wrap one of my hands around the front of her neck and pull her so her back is flush with my front. My other hand cradles her baby bump where our daughteris safe and sound.
Yes, daughter. We found out two days ago that we were having a girl, and I couldn’t be more excited. I never thought of myself as a girl dad, well, I never thought of myself as a dad in general, but now that we’re having another girl, I want a full house of mini Penny’s.
“Declan,” Penny whimpers, “I’m going to come again.”
I move my cock in and out of her wet heat a few more times and then pull away completely, turning her around and setting her on top of the washer.
Her hands find my hair, and she pulls my mouth against hers as I enter her pussy in one go.
I’ll never get tired of this, our explosive chemistry.
If you had told me a year ago that I would be married, in the process of adopting my stepdaughter, and with a baby on the way, I would have told you to go fuck yourself. But here I am, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life feels complete now, having a family I never dreamed of, and I can’t imagine a life without Penny or Autumn in it. I’ll forever be grateful to my dating app pen pal for showing me the kind of love I never thought was attainable.
“You’re such a good little slut,” I whisper against her lips.
She moans into my mouth and tangles her tongue with mine.
I reach between us and find her bundle of nerves, working her into a frenzy. “Oh shit,” she breathes, starting to shake.
She’s on the verge of her third orgasm today, and I’m ready to explode inside of her.
“Come on, Penny. You can do it. Be a good wife and soak your husband's cock.”
She rips her mouth away from mine, and her head falls back. The orgasm overtakes her as her pussy squeezes the life out of my dick, and I come instantly, coating the inside of her pussy.
She’s still shaking as I slow my thrusts, and even though I’m not finished coming, I drop to my knees, spreading her legs apart. I push two fingers inside of her and suck on her clit so she can ride out the last remnants of her release on my face and hand.
