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  "Ahh! Mmm...yessss..."

  I lean down to feast on her nipples, switching from left to right while maintaining strong thrusting movements.

  I'll never get tired of her moans.

  "I need...I need to come, baby, please!" I flip her over to place her on her hands and knees, kissing up her back to shoulder to her sweet lips.

  She rocks back against me staring at me with her lust-filled eyes, "Please..."

  I sped up the pace to hear her scream my name and a few moans slipped from me, she kept squeezing on the pull which felt tighter on the push, the feeling was insane!

  I smack her ass one good time and she comes completely undone, "Aleister! Oh god!" She inhales and collapses as her walls quiver around me causing me to speed up, chasing my orgasm until, "Oh baby! Shit! Ohhhh..."

  I almost collapse on top of her, but I crumple instead, and she lays flat, giggling. I smack her ass hard and she glares at me, "Hey! Don't be fooled, these pregnancy hormones will have me wanting round two in no time. Let's make it home first."

  She rolls over and gathers her clothes which were tossed haphazardly along with mine.

  After everything is on, she checks herself out in the mirror.

  "How do I look?"

  Like you were thoroughly fucked into oblivion, I

  thought but kept to myself.

  I slide my arms around her waist, "Like the most beautiful girl in the world. Come on let's go home." I let her walk out in front of me.

  We come down the stairs to a bunch of horrified faces.

  Uh oh...

  "Sooo umm...not like it’s a big deal or anything but...your old bedroom window was open." I think Club was four shades redder than I last saw him.

  Everyone else is not really making direct eye contact our way. I can only imagine what she's thinking.

  EMBARRASSING

  LYRIC

  OH god! I didn't think to check the window, he usually never opens it, why was it open now?! And then I found out they were airing out the house.

  Shoot me. Shoot me now... my cheeks must be glowing red.

  "Oh my god..." I bury my face in my hands.

  Then there was a chuckle followed by another and then they're all laughing.

  "Now we know HOW it happened." Cheetah says as they all fall out around the room.

  I turn and even he's laughing.

  I cross my arms and pout, "It's not funny!" He pulls me in and smiles, kissing my forehead.

  "They're teasing, we've all heard each other before."

  "Correction, we've heard casual sex before, that was...intense."

  I bury myself into his side. Can the earth just swallow me whole, please?!

  He kisses my forehead, "Alright guys, enough. We're heading home I'm sure you can continue to have fun without us."

  I sigh in relief, "Hey Digi, you want to come with us? There's a second bedroom. We can do a movie night together?"

  I wanted to get him comfortable with being around us in a family environment.

  He ran upstairs so fast I couldn't help but laugh.

  I know that kid's room, he's like a little piglet, typical teenage cleaning habit, nonexistent. No doubt he just threw things in his bag, hope that included enough underwear. He was excited and that was most important, to see the joy on his face.

  A few minutes later he came down with his duffle bag and of course, his trusty laptop.

  "I'm ready!"

  I chuckle and Aleister shakes his head. Digi ties his bag on his bike, and we head to the hotel.

  Once inside, I go to take a shower and change while Cupid orders room service. I hadn't eaten anything since getting sick and Digi was always eating. I made sure he knew to avoid my current triggers, pickles, olives, mayo, and red onion.

  CUPID

  Digi goes to put his stuff away in his room and if all went well, he'd stay with us until the big move. It's not as shocking to play the dad role since I've had him under my wing, the only change is he went from club brother to my son.

  He comes out just as she does, she's wearing her royal blue pajama bottoms and a white crop top, she barely had a bump, but I notice the minute change and I smile.

  She sits on one side of me and him on the other. He's fidgeting and rubbing his hands. I've known him long enough to know something important is on his mind.

  She speaks up, "Hey, whatever you want to say, you can. You're safe with us, okay?"

  He smiles and nods, "I-I wanted to know if I could call you mom and dad? I was always in foster care and they didn't deserve to be called that, they treated me so terribly. I would feel comfortable calling you that, but only if you're okay with that." He stopped talking hoping we wouldn't shoot down that idea. I look over because I hear sniffling and she's in tears before she climbs over me to hug him.

  "Of course, sweetheart, I'd be so honored to be your mother. This means the world to me and I love you, kiddo!"

  Now he's starting to sniffle as he smiles, his eyes brightened as he looks at her,

  "Okay...mom." And she bursts out crying while hugging our son who was way taller than her but still on the scrawny side, guess I'll have to bulk him up, I mean I am his dad.

  Then it hit me, I am this kid's dad. I went from a hardcore single man to a family man in a matter of months. If you would have said that this was my future, I'd probably laugh in your face but here we are.

  There was a knock and I went to answer it. The bellman wheels in our food and I tip graciously. I place the plates on the table in front of us as they calm down from their crying fest. It was sweet to be honest.

  I sat down and they're both looking at me. I guess I was supposed to answer as well. I pat her leg and she moves to the other side so it's me sitting next to him. He's biting his lip, anxious for my response. I see him fiddling with his fingers.

  "Come here, son." I pull him into a hug, and he melts into it. I can hear her sniffling behind me. He sits back and smiles, "Thanks...dad."

  "No problem, kiddo. Now pick a movie so we can watch together as a family. He nods as he scans the movie titles. I'm pleasantly surprised when she tugs my beard to get me to face her and gives me the sweetest kiss.

  "Thank you, baby. You’re going to be an amazing father."

  "Anything for you, kitten." I pepper her face with kisses.

  "Mom! Dad! Please..." We all laugh as I lean back against the couch, my girl snuggled up on one side, my son on the other while he snacks on the nachos.

  A perfect way to end the night.

  BONDING

  LYRIC

  Surprise surprise, I fell asleep. Jeez, I barely remember the first 20 minutes of the first movie. My nugget is wearing me out. I wake up in bed with a hefty arm around me. I glance over to see the time: 7:00 am. I felt so refreshed. I try to maneuver my way from under this tree trunk of an arm especially because he's laying right on my little nugget and I really don't need a bout of morning sickness.

  I shift his arm over and the movement causes him to roll over and sigh.

  Thank goodness.

  I stretch and go into the bathroom to do my routine, I come out and he's still snoring.

  I open the door to the living space and Digi's on his computer playing some shooter game I don’t recognize.

  "Morning, mom."

  Good grief don't cry every time he calls you that, Lyric, get it together.

  I walk over and kiss his forehead before sitting next to him. "Morning, sweetheart." His smile is infectious.

  "You know last night, I had such a great dream about us all together on the beach taking family photos, it felt so real."

  I mussed his hair, "And it will be, once we're settled, we'll take those photos, well once he or she is born, and we find our cute little dog. I'm glad you had such a great dream, sorry I fell asleep, pregnancy is draining and a learning experience, I tell you. You hungry?"

  "I could eat." Typical response. I grabbed the menu to browse the breakfast options and I heard rumbling from my room.
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  "Hmm, your father must be up." No sooner did those words come out did I start crying.

  I am a mess.

  "Are you okay? Is this a pregnancy thing or did I say something wrong?" He looked genuinely concerned but I smiled through the tears, "No, it just touched me to hear me call him your father. It's silly, I know."

  I rubbed my tiny bump while still ruffling his hair. He shrugs his shoulders, "It's not really, I have to admit I cried happily before I went to bed last night, probably the happiest I ever felt, not that I don't love my brothers but this is my dream."

  I wrap my arms around him, and I hear a sigh, "Must you guys be so adorably sweet so early in the morning? Morning son, morning kitten."

  I almost burst out in tears again, he said it so naturally that my heart melted.

  He sat next to me and perused the menu until there was a knock on the door.

  He looked at me, "Did you order already?"

  "No, we were just looking at the menu."

  He gets up and opens the door, "Hey, come in."

  I look to see his grandfather with a medium-sized gift box.

  "Good morning, I apologize for coming early but I came bearing gifts."

  CUPID

  I opened the door to see my grandfather and promptly let him in. He had texted me that he wanted to stop by in the morning so I left his name with the concierge so he would receive access. I let him know that Digi was here as well, and he said that it was perfect, and he didn’t need to make an extra trip. I didn’t know what he meant.

  He was dressed as casually as a rich man could be in chinos and a blue checkered shirt. I realized, by looking at him, that I was going to age decently. He was quite spry for a man his age.

  He notices my family and smiles, "Good morning, I apologize for coming early but I came bearing gifts." He says as he holds the medium size box.

  "It's okay, we were all up. You didn't have to bring us anything."

  He tsks as he sits in the chair by the couch, handing the box to Lyric. "I wanted to, I'm not trying to buy affection, I want to celebrate welcoming you to my family while celebrating your newly formed one...so, open the box." He smiled eagerly as Lyric removed the top. I sat down as she pulled out a small box with my name, one with hers, one for Digi, and one labeled for the baby.

  Lyric eagerly opens hers and she gasps, pulling a silver bracelet with several charms, the one that stuck out the most was the heart that had 'mom' written on it. There was also a motorcycle charm, a musical note for her name, and a little home charm.

  "It's beautiful, thank you." I clasp it to her wrist; she shakes it and smiles. He nods at her approval.

  Digi opens his box to a nice-looking silver watch, like the one my grandfather wears. He turns it over to read an inscription, 'Family is who you make of it. Love is everything. Granddad.'

  He inhaled, "Wow, it's such a nice gift but...I'm not your family."

  "Wrong, son, I see how much they care for you as their own and that makes you my great-grandson. I can tell you're a wonderful kid and I'd be honored to have you in my family and that's a reminder of how precious time is."

  Digi nods as Lyric helps him with the watch. He’s so thin we’re going to have to have it adjusted.

  He looks at me as I open my box and I see a set of sterling silver dog tags. I pull them to read the inscription, "Daddy...I may just be a tiny bump now, but I love you more than you ever know. Please keep this close to your heart until I can meet you and lay in your arms...Love, kisses and kicks from mommy's tummy."

  I look over and, of course, Lyric is bawling her eyes out and I feel the lump in my throat as well. I check the other dog tag and I see my last name and his with ‘family’ in script below it. A testament to both sides of my bloodline and my future family.

  "Wow, I don't know what to say...thank you. It makes it seem more real that I have a family." I am holding back a dam of tears. It was almost as if I could hear my child's precious little voice whisper the words as I read them. Lyric takes it and puts it around my neck and clasps it. I hold it and can't help but smile. "Thanks, grandpa."

  "Wait, there's one more." He points to the box Lyric holds.

  "I had some help from your grandmother and the kid at the local pharmacy. I am not hip to technology," He looks at Digi's computer setup, "but looks like my great-grandson could teach me a thing or two, what do you say?"

  He chuckles, "No problem, grandpa."

  Lyric removes the lid and moves the tissue aside and gasps as she holds up a sterling silver frame with a photo of a group of people I didn't recognize, they must be...

  "This is my side of your family and I wanted you, my grandchild, to know who we were. And the good thing about that photo is that is the time my son did not participate. I wanted to keep the negativity out of this visit but..."

  His face falls and he sighs, "I'm going to the prison hospital to cut him off officially before I leave town and wanted to see if you wanted to accompany me to maybe say a few last words? I understand if you don't but maybe this will knock some sense into him."

  And just like that, I felt my anger reemerge and I clenched my fists tightly then ran my fingers through my hair before sighing loudly.

  It was whisper quiet and I contemplated. Lyric rubbed my back while rubbing her stomach. I found that comforting and if I needed to do this for anything, it was closure.

  "Alright, let me get dressed. Digi order breakfast."

  CUPID (cont’d)

  I took a long soothing shower; the hot water was icy cold to the hatred coursing through my veins. I sighed heavily as I watched the water fall off my beard, then the door opened, and my beautiful angel stepped in knocking me out of my thoughts and into my fantasies. She pushes me back from under the stream of water so she can get sprayed down. She looked so deliciously sexy and she smiled as if she was reading my thoughts. My dirty lust-filled thoughts.

  "What about my grandfather and Digi?”

  She leans against me as the water splashes off her ass now, tugging my beard pulling me down onto her waiting luscious lips. She tasted so sweet as I wrapped my arms around her.

  She pulls back slightly, "He's teaching him how to download his photos from his phone to the cloud and they put on one of those obnoxiously loud violent movies sooo..." She palms me and I gasp. I watch her lower herself down and she grips my base semi-tight and her hand feels amazing but her lips...are fucking magical.

  "Oh baby, don't stop." She smirks as she deepthroats me with no hesitation. I almost lost it then and there. I growl as I lift her to standing and then to my waist and she wraps her legs around me as she rocks up and down, trying to quench her throbbing.

  I squeeze her ass and she yelps looking at me, shocked.

  "Behave, kitten."

  She puts my hand on her breast and I immediately pinch and squeeze it and her thighs tighten around me as she moans.

  "Please...more..." Her fingertips brush against my piercing and she looks at me wickedly, having done it on purpose. Now there was a steel rod near her soft warm cavern, it was time to make my kitten purr.

  I push her against the wall and slide her down my shaft and she literally purrs to the feeling of me filling her up.

  "Oh...so good, mmm..." I feel like a dog in heat. Thrusting upward as I slammed her down. She bit her lip trying to keep quiet, she would squeak occasionally followed by a moan.

  I hold her against the wall and speed up as the heated water pours over us.

  Her nails raked my back, her thighs squeezed me, and her walls tightened around me signaling her climax was coming. Knowing I had somewhere I had to be, though I didn't want to, the quicker I went the sooner I could come back to my family so I sped up to coax her over the threshold. She bit my shoulder and moaned quietly as she came down from her high.

  "Put me down."

  I do as she says, and she drops to her knees, this time to finish me off and I was already so close. She licked and slurped around my throbbing member, I had to pu
t my arm up against the wall as she caressed me to my breaking point.

  "Oh...I'm so so close, baby...I ugh uhh uhh!" She continued to suck me past orgasm and I almost crumpled to the floor. She smiled as she grabbed the sponge to wash my back and I returned the favor, washing every inch, taking some time on her abdomen, watching the suds slide over her mini bump.

  She laughs, "You're so adorable. Lord help me if it's a girl because you're already so protective."

  "Damn right, she'll be dating when she's 40 or I'm dead." She shakes her head and chuckles. We step out and change for the day. I kept it simple, forgoing my cut, and wearing a black tank and blue jeans with boots.