as I watched my cream gushing from her pussy, coating her folds and thighs.
“If I end up pregnant with twins because you can’t stop fucking me like it’s your job, I’m going to castrate you.”
I threw my head back and laughed so hard I had tears leaking from the corners of my eyes. “You wouldn’t do that, doll,” I replied with a smirk. “You can’t live without my big cock working out your tight little pussy.”
She harrumphed but didn’t disagree, making me chuckle. I helped turn her on her side and cuddled her with one arm under her head and the other wrapped around her with my hand splayed on her belly.
“I love you, little doll,” I murmured before kissing her temple.
“I love you too, caveman.” I laughed as I kissed her again. She liked to call me that when I insisted on referring to her as my property. It was adorable when my tiny little wife got worked up.
“Get some sleep, doll,” I said as I snuggled her even closer. “I’m gonna need you again tonight.”
“You certainly accomplish the goals you set for yourself, don’t you?” she joked even as she yawned, referring to my promise of keeping her in an orgasm-induced, relaxed state as often as possible.
I chuckled and kissed the top of her head that was tucked under my chin. Then I patted her stomach. “And you carry the proof of that around every day.” She giggled, making me smile, then drifted off. I simply held her for a while, enjoying the peace I felt when she was near.
I’d nearly fallen asleep when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I would have ignored it, but I didn’t want it to wake Lucy. Reaching out behind me, I located the stupid thing and brought it over to see who it was before turning it to silent.
It was Hack. He’d been pissy since we’d gotten back and was often gone for several days in a row. I’d let Mac deal with his stubborn, obnoxious ass. But when my phone was in front of my face, the message appeared and I sucked in a breath. Shit.
Hack: Asshole didn’t keep his end of the deal. Went to check on Paisley. She’s gone.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Me: Be on the road in twenty.
I didn’t want to imagine what state I’d be in if Lucy up and disappeared on me. So I quietly slipped out of bed and left her a note with a quick explanation. Then I dressed and headed out to my bike. It was time to take another motherfucker down.
Epilogue
Lucy
“I wanna ride with Daddy,” Kate whined, stomping her foot on the ground as she crossed her arms over her chest.
I pressed my lips together to stop myself from laughing. She was just too darn cute, and I couldn’t blame her for being envious of her big sister. Not when I loved being on Dom’s motorcycle with him just as much as they did. He went slow when the girls rode with him, never taking them far, and they each had their own little helmet—pink for Alice and purple for Kate. He was also careful to make sure they got the same amount of time on the motorcycle, or else we’d never hear the end of it. “You’re up next, baby girl. Let’s get your helmet on so you’ll be ready to go when Daddy gets back.”
My suggestion was the perfect distraction. She raced into the garage as fast as her little legs would take her and grabbed her helmet off the peg where we kept them. Then she ran back over to where I was standing in the driveway and thrust it toward me. “Help me put it on, Mommy.”
“Sure thing.” I carefully put the helmet on her head and pulled it into place. Then I flipped the face shield down and gently rapped my knuckles against the hard plastic surface. “Don’t forget your gloves.”
Kate skipped back into the garage to get her matching purple gloves. By the time she worked them onto her small hands, Dominic and Alice pulled into the driveway. He lifted her off the bike and held out his hands when Kate ran straight toward him. Once he had her safely in place in front of him, he grinned at me. “Be back in five minutes, doll.”
My lips curved down in a teasing pout. “You better make up for the fact that I didn’t get a turn later.”
“You know I will,” he promised before roaring away.
“Silly Mommy,” Alice