I had never seen him like this, commanding and ready for war in the blink of an eye, it reminded me a lot of Crew. Every person that wasn’t me or a doctor, had a gun aimed at the door that was groaning as it opened.
Please God. Protect my family.
The door opened and the guns aimed its way dropped before the words were completely out of my mouth, but I knew God had heard me, nonetheless. Because standing in the doorway with a relieved smile was Black, Blue and Crew.
The room exploded in an eruption of thanks and tears of joy. The kids were the first to rush the trio in a tangle of wild limbs, frantic hugs and mumbled cries. The usually serious men were all wide smiles and glassy eyes as they accepted their rowdy welcome. Before long, Crew's dark gaze met mine over the children's heads. Crew picked Timberly up, allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck. He bent to kiss me on the lips, pressing his forehead to mine before he stood and spoke.
“I told you I would always come back to you,” Crew said. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you needed me.” The pain of remorse in his voice was audible.
But he had nothing to be sorry for. It wasn’t his fault; he had done what needed to be done for our family. And for that I would forever be grateful for my husband.
“You were where you were supposed to be. And now you’re here and so is your son.”
His eyes fell onto the sleepy baby in the bassinet beside me and the tears that he was holding back finally tumbled down his cheeks. He placed Timberly on the bed next to me before going to the sink across the room and washing his hands with soap and water. He removed the shirt he had been wearing and walked back over and picked our son up out of the crib. He sat in the rocking chair that Tyra had once occupied, before placing him on his chest.
It was a beautiful sight. Our family had been waiting to hold Peace, wanting Crew to be able to hold his son before any of them. I’m sure now that he had him in his arms, the rest of them would be fighting to get their chance. Crew sat back in the chair, looking down at our baby with so much love in his eyes. As he rocked him, Crew spoke to him like a little man, introducing himself to the baby.
“Hey Peace, I’m your dad.” He spoke, his voice cracking.
It was as if Peace had been waiting for his father because as soon as he heard his voice, he opened his beautiful grey eyes that were identical to Crews. I gasped at the sight. Crew placed his finger in his hand and Peace wrapped his tiny fingers around his father’s finger, making him laugh.
“I think he’s been waiting for you.” I told him
“I’ve been waiting for him too. Thank you, Princess.”
“For what?” I asked.
“You said yes.”
“I would say yes again, in every lifetime.” I said, thanking God that I had gone to the gala the old owners had hosted. Crew reached over, holding out his hand for mine as he rocked our son on his chest.
“Awe, look at my babies.” Tyra sang, “Ya’ll are so cute. Alright who’s having me another baby, cause ya’ll know the baby shop shut down over here.”
This girl was crazy, but we loved her and she loved us. My family was whole again and if I was being honest with myself this is all I had ever wanted out of my life. This is what I had thought I found with Kyle when we first met. But that wasn’t real. What I have with Crew is the things that fairytales are made of, and it was time for us to go home to live our happily ever after.
Eight weeks had come and gone in a flash and so had our free time along with it. With a newborn and an energetic eight-year-old at home Crew and I had been really busy. I wasn’t the type of woman to pay someone else to raise my children so instead of going back to my old job as DON of my facility, we made Tyra the permanent director. It was time for me to step into the role as owner, that position allowed me to work from home, only attending meetings if absolutely necessary.
Since Crew insisted I take a full six months off for maternity leave, I wouldn’t actually have to put much energy into the business. If he had gotten his way it would have been a year if I returned at all. Crew had been very vocal about me not working, but I was able to talk him off the ledge. Del and Pops had been taking care of the day-to-day duties while we took some time off. Janelle had recovered physically but Del and Crew refused to let her come back to work full-time until she healed mentally. Being shot and left for dead would have been hard for anyone but for someone so openhearted it had taken a toll on her.
Crew had been perfect during this time even taking time off to spend time with me and the kids. Today the whole familywas coming together for a BBQ here at the estate. We hadn’t gotten together as a whole since we left the compound that day, eight weeks ago. And everyone was excited to spend some time spoiling the baby. Over the weeks there had been a steady stream of visitors to welcome Peace to the family, but it wasn’t the same as having everyone in one place. Timberly was so ready to show off her new little brother. You couldn’t tell her that Peace wasn’t her baby. I loved how she loved him and hoped that their relationship would be like that forever.
I was sitting upstairs in the nursery feeding Peace while Crew and Timberly were in the back yard setting up everything for the BBQ. We had about an hour before everyone started getting here. When I looked down, I noticed that Peace had fallen asleep, like he usually did after eating. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open as he slept peacefully in my arms. I got out of the rocker, I had been feeding him in and laid him on his back in his crib and then went back to my room to get dressed. Blue had come by and set up the monitoring system for the house. The system allowed us to monitor the kids’ rooms from anywhere in the house and was equipped with audio and visual.
Ms. Leona and Tyra’s aunt Pam had come to help with the kids today while the adults got to hang out and enjoy themselves. I stepped into our walk-in closet, dropping my robe onto the counter near the door before picking out a dress for today. I was reaching for a prussian blue sun dress as a set of strong hands gripped my hips and pulled me back into a hard bare chest.
“I thought you and Timberly were getting the grill started. How did you get up here Sir?” I asked as my husband sucked on the pulse point on my neck.
“Black and Blue got here early as usual, they brought DJ and Tati over for some time at the range before everyone else got here. His Peace down for a nap?” He asked, dropping kisses on my neck between each word.
“How much time do we have?” I asked, turning in his arms, pushing my hips into his. His body was hard against mine as we grind together. I shuddered as he lifted my leg around his hip and grinds his hard dick into my pussy, his tongue running across my shoulder.
“I got enough time to eat your ass until you cum all over my beard, gettin' your hole all soft and ready for me, then spreading you with my fingers before I fuck you in that tight ass.”
“Before you do, can I have your dick in my mouth Sir?”
“On your knees, Princess.” He said in that deep rumbling tenor.
I dropped to my knees, rubbing my hands over his abs before working his pants open to release his dick. It stood tall before me thick and heavy, the tip wet with precum as I wrapped my hand around the base and stroked from root to tip, watching it drip all over my fingers. Fuck, I loved my husband’s dick it was thick and long with veins, velvety skin over hard throbbing muscle. My mouth watered at the sight. Opening my mouth wide I wrapped my lips around the head, loving the feel and taste of it on my tongue. His precum was salty, sweet and creamy like my favorite creamer. I looked up at him with half lidded eyes from my place at his feet, relaxing my jaw and taking him deeper, letting spit and precum run down my chin onto my breast.
