《Endangered》2.) Sexy Time?
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Dorian kissed my neck with hot kisses. He groped my body making me moan. It was the morning after our date night. After we ate dinner we came home and crashed on the bed cause we were exhausted.
It was our only time for peace and quiet. So now Dorian and I are enjoying ourselves before the kids come back.
"Do you have anything for protection?"
"No, " he said caressing my breasts.
"I think we'll be alright. I'm on birth control."
Dorian halted his advances. "What?" He asked as if he wanted me to correct myself.
"Are you mad that I'm trying not to get pregnant again?" I asked quirking a brow at him. I almost died the last time I gave birth. How could he not understand my situation?
"Yeah, making love is natural. It shouldn't be dictated by inanimate things preventing life. That's absurd!"
"Baby, try to understand."
"I can't cause I want more children. From you and only you." He pulled me by my hips placing me on his lap as he snuggled in my neck.
He placed kisses on my neck then whispered, "get rid of that birth control." His soft words wouldn't sway me no matter how hot he is.
I pushed him away glaring at him. "No."
He groaned pulling on his hair. He gently pushed me off his lap then went into the bathroom pulling out drawers. He looked under the sink lifting a single board that was impossible for someone to know was there.
He used his enhanced senses to find them. He took the pills and tore it open throwing them in the toilet.
"What the hell Dorian! What's wrong with you?!"
"If I want to fuck my wife, then I will. With no protection because creating life is beautiful." He walked up to me claiming my lips. I put my hand on his chest but he was persistent. My legs hit the bed making us fall onto it.
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Dorian hooked my left leg over his hip so that I could feel his body on mine. I turned my face to the side so I could breathe.
"Dorian we can't have sex. I seriously don't want to get pregnant again," I said breathlessly.
He stopped and looked down at me with his lips swollen from kissing each other.
"Is it because the thought scares you?"
"Believe me, I love our children. Nothing makes me happier than being a mother and your wife but to go through that pain again.." my eyes filled with tears. "I don't mind going through the pain, I can bare it but what if I actually die. I won't be able to watch my children grow." Dorian had me in his arms rocking me.
"Are you kidding me, Flora. You're the strongest woman I know. It seems that no matter what life puts you through, I simply can't get rid of you."
I chuckled a bit then looked up at Dorian's breathtaking grey eyes. My beautiful husband stared back at me in wonder.
"How could I've gotten so lucky?" I caressed his face lovingly, "I love you."
"I wuv you toos," he said like how the kids would say when they were learning how to talk.
Just then we heard the front door slam and heard the children screaming downstairs followed by pounding footsteps raving up the stairs. "The kids are back."
"So much for peace and quiet." Dorian intertwined his hand with mine. Of course, the kids kicked the door open and jumped on our bed bouncing on it. This was their daily task to do every day.
"Where's uncle Marcus and Magnus?"
"We left them." The kids said nonchalantly.
"What do you mean you left them?"
"They were talking to some girls so we left."
Dorian gave me a look, "something doesn't sound right here?"
Dorian swept Lilian in his arms rocking her like a baby. "Lilypad be honest with me. What happened?"
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"Daddy no," she whined. No matter what she couldn't keep secrets from her father. She thought it was the worst thing to do was to lie to him. She glanced at her brothers whom I had a hand on both of their shoulders.
Lillian fiddled her hands together looking down. "We might've snuck away."
"So you're telling me that you snuck away from two full grown male lycans, that are the best hunters I know without them suspecting?"
She looked at him nodding. Dorian had a full blown smile on his face. "I'm so proud of all three of you." He opened his arms for the boys who climbed onto their father laughing. Although their laughs quieted down real quick.
Nial leaned over and whispered in Dorian's ear. "Mommy doesn't look happy."
Dorian leaned back. "Don't look her directly in the eyes. Remember just to smile when she's mad." Right on point, they all smiled big at me.
"That wasn't okay what all three of you did. When we tell you to stay with your uncles we're trusting you to listen but you didn't. You leave me no choice but to keep you all under house arrest."
House arrest for them was simply staying in the house without being able to go out. So no grandparents or pack of wolves to interact with. The kids were always social beings who loved interacting with others so this was a low blow to them.
"Mom," they groaned, their expressions becoming sad.
"For how long mom?"
"Until I say so."
Nolan rested his head on my arm looking up at me, "are you disappointed in me?" Nolan, my eldest was a big-time mama's boy while Nial beat to his own drum being a free spirit. I dragged my fingers through his hair.
"No, I just want you to be safe. Running off from your uncles is what upsets me. Also, don't think your uncles are off the hook either." They all snickered knowing they were going to get it too. "Now go to your rooms while I have a talk with your father."
They all ooed at their father. Once they left I closed the door with my foot while keeping my attention on Dorian.
He leaned back on the bed resting on his elbows. "Am I in trouble my dear wife?" He asked sounding amused.
"Don't contradict me in front of the kids. They need to know what they did was wrong despite how proud you are of them."
"Sugarplum, they'll never be safe." He stopped himself and looked up then back at me. "That was probably not the right thing to say. What I meant is that they're smart and know how to survive."
"That's what scares me, knowing they'll never actually be safe."
Dorian sat up spreading his legs for me to come closer. "Come here."
I stood in front of him. He pulled me to my knees cupping my face. "Our children are strong, stronger than most, even full grown werewolf's at the age they're at now. We just have to be the best damn parents and teach them the right way."
He pecked my lips then kissed me slowly dragging his hands down to the hem of my shirt. I stopped him. "What are you doing?"
"I want to take you."
"Not without protection."
He groaned throwing his head back. He rolled over to the side of the bed unlocking something then he pulled out a pack of condoms, pulling one out and putting the rest back.
"You had one this whole time? And you lied?"
"I wanted to feel you bare."
"Put it on. Then Your punishment will ensue."
"Oh, what do you intend to do with me?"
I smirked then frowned when I heard yelling from the kids and heard something break. Dorian and I groaned.
"Looks like we're going to have to wait until all of the kids are asleep."
"To be continued."
"Definitely."
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