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Maybe my parents could come and help us out for a few months.It was time to call and bring them up to date about what had happened to him.Wait until they find out that in three months’ time they’d be grandparents five times over?Hearing the balcony door open behind him, Reif looked over his shoulder and, seeing Nessie, asked, “Hey, whatcha think?”

Moving close to his mate, Brian looked over Reif’s shoulder at the view. “I think it’s purrr-fecto,” he laughed, mimicking the Shaman.

“Me too. If I had designed a house, it would be this one. Plenty of space inside for five little babies to have fun when the weather is bad and, when it’s good, plenty of privacy for them outside so we won’t have to worry about someone spotting them.”

“And the inside pool is a guid feature, too,” Brian chuckled.

“That’s a bonus.” Reif turned around, locking his hands behind Nessie’s head, then leaning in, kissed the lips that haunted his dreams, pouring all his love into it.

Opening his lips, Brian sucked in his mate’s tongue, loving how it immediately took possession of his mouth, owning him like he always wanted to be. Fisting Reif’s jacket, Brian pulled his mate to him until their jean-covered cocks were rubbing against each other, desire filling his body and igniting a fire inside of him. He knew no matter how many years they lived, it would always be like that because Brian would never get enough of Reif, not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Needing some air, Nessie broke off the kiss, staring deep into his mate’s eyes, and murmured, “I love ye, mate. Thank ye for makin’ all my dreams come true.”

“But you, Nessie…you showed me what my dreams were…the dreams I never knew I had…the dreams that now fill my world with life, love and joy, and for that I owe you everything. I love you with all my heart and soul.” Reclaiming Brian’s lips, Reif reached down the back of his mate’s jeans, filling each hand with his taut ass cheeks, squeezing them as he rubbed his groin against Nessie’s.

Swallowing the sexy moans coming from Brian, he deepened the kiss and, feeling his mate respond, his need to be deep inside him had Reif leaning back as he tried to stop his orgasm. “Nessie, I…fuck…we have to go or I swear I’ll bend you over this railing and take you right now.”

“Sounds guid to me,” Brian responded, his breaths coming in short gasps from his arousal, palming his hard cock, trying to find some relief.

“I agree,” said Reif, “but I don’t want anyone to see you come other than me. Let’s go find the others and head back to our babies.”

“Are ye nae goin’ to invite them to dinner?” Brian asked teasingly. “Ye know it’s the polite thing to do…to thank them for all they did.”

“No,” Reif answered. Then seeing Brian grin at his answer, continued, “It’s been a long day and I think we should go to bed early.”

“Ay,” Nessie smirked. “Does this mean yer plannin’ to commence three months of fuckin’ my brains out?”

“Yup. Three months Nessie…you and me…and lots of fun.”

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Babysitting Reif and Brian’s sea dragon eggs, Colton joined Ian on the sofa, watching him write his report regarding his examinations, knowing how thorough it would be and how relieved Ian was after the ultrasounds showed the sea dragons developing as they should. He couldn’t wait to see Dr. Luna again when a thought came to him. Turning to Slate he asked, “Did you know anything about Dr. Luna coming here?”

Shaking his head, Slate replied, “Me? No way! This is all my father’s doing.”

“Hey, Dakota,” Colton said, “Dr. Luna taught your mate how to cook.”

“Good to know,” Dakota smirked. “I was wondering who to thank for those delicious recipes.”

“A lot of them are my own,” protested Slate.

“Really? Which ones?” asked Colton.

“Fuck off,” Slate growled, giving Colton the finger.

Chapter 43

The last couple of days had turned into a whirlwind of activity and Reif still couldn’t believe how everything got done. It began the morning after he and Nessie visited the house Oracle bought for them, right as they sat down for breakfast. Within minutes of the first bite of Nessie’s scrambled eggs, a knock on the door was followed by Kieran bursting in, pink clipboard in hand, announcing that he had everything under control.

He then told them to finish eating because ‘Reif needs to build up his strength.’ Reif couldn’t keep his eyes off the Shaman, barking orders to the huge wolf shifters. Soon, the cottage was abuzz with activity as Ian checked over the eggs, readying them for transportation to their new home. Logan, Slate, Zane and Norm moved the incubators into the truck parked outside. Dakota and Theo were packing up all the food in the kitchen. David and Fionn were stripping the sheets off the bed destined for the washing machine.

Reif had never seen anything like it before; everyone did exactly what they were assigned to do. And through it all, Kieran kept his eye on them all, issuing instructions, reminders and cautions, especially to the shifters moving the eggs. When Theo scooped up their plates and silverware to wash them in the sink after they’d finished eating, Reif remarked to Nessie, “Kieran must have been a famous general in a former life.”

“Ay, for sure,” Brian sniggered.

The pace only increased as the day wore on. After stopping at Brian’s boat to pick up their stuff, Reif climbed into Nessie’s car, and they followed the truck carrying their babies out to the new house. Insisting that Reif and Brian sit down to rest, Kieran assumedcommand of the unloading of the incubators, making sure they were installed in a small upstairs room off the master bedroom, where Ian examined the eggs and pronounced them ‘fine’.

Shortly thereafter, Dr. Luna arrived and was introduced to all. After reading Ian’s medical notes on the eggs, he performed his own examination, comparing his findings with Ian’s. Reif was relieved to hear Dr. Luna’s assurance that their babies were developing normally. Setting up an appointment for the next day, the doctor gave them his cell phone number before departing.

When Reif led Nessie downstairs, they found the large living room awash with pink and blue balloons, streamers, and a mound of wrapped gifts. A buffet lunch was laid out, with its dessert table featuring a huge cake in the shape of the Loch Ness Monster as its centerpiece. Turning to Nessie, Reif murmured, “Where is everyone. I don’t think they expected us to be down here this…”