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is because she’s so sexy, I can’t keep my hands off of her or my dick from being inside of her.

I want this beautifully chaotic life with her, nobody but her. I also think she looks sexy as fuck with my baby growing inside of her.

“I like you pregnant.” I shrug.

“Is it a fetish?” she asks, arching a brow.

She’s just kidding, something we joke about often. Keeping my face completely expressionless, I watch her.

“Probably,” I state.

It’s her turn to smile and when she does, all of her annoyance leaves. She leans forward and touches her lips to mine.

“This is the last one,” she whispers against my mouth.

“Babe, I’m almost fifty, probably a good idea.”

Pammy lifts her head, her eyes searching for mine. “It has nothing to do with your age, but six kids in ten years is insane. My body is tired, my brain is tired, my tits are tired.”

I can’t stop myself from bursting out in laughter. My entire body shakes and eventually she joins me as well. Six kids in ten years is pure chaos. We’ve averaged a baby every two years, but it’s been absolutely fucking perfect is what it’s been.

“Alright, Sunny. No more.”

She smiles, leaning forward and touches her mouth to mine again. “Thank you, Dylan.”

I hum, pulling her closer and sliding my tongue across the seam of her lips. She opens for me, as she always does, as she’ll always do and I take just as I’ve always done. I groan, wishing I could be inside of her again right this second.

Ten years and almost six children has not curbed the desire that I have for my wife. Not for a goddamn second. In fact, I think that I want her more today than I did when we met. We’ve both grown, and we’ve done that together, it’s been fucking heaven every goddamn day.

Though each has not been perfect, with her by my side, I know that it is exactly what I need it to be. Every struggle is something we’ve needed, something that has been given to us to make us stronger.

This life of ours has been nothing short of amazing in every way possible. I can’t wait until this new little one joins us and adds that extra level of crazy to our already insane household.

ONE YEAR LATER

PAMELA

Fifty.

I don’t know how we got here, but my husband is turning fifty this year. It took me all year, but I’m finally down to the size I’ve been trying to get to for the past ten years, mainly because every time I’ve been anywhere near this size, I got pregnant again.

Not this time.

The party for Dylan is huge. All of the Savage Beasts, plus their spouses and their massive brood, and my mom, are here to celebrate Dylan’s fiftieth birthday. I still can’t believe that we’ve been together over ten years. I’m almost thirty, he’s fifty, and we’ve built this amazing life together.

Gisele reaches across the counter for one side of the cake while I finish lighting the candles. Fifty in total. I couldn’t just do the five and zero ones, I needed to have all fifty burning bright for him today.

“Are you ready?” she asks.

The sheet cake is huge and thick, and heavy. I swear it must weigh at least fifteen pounds. Nodding my head, I brace myself and pick up the opposite side of the cake with a grunt. Together we begin walking out of the house and toward the picnic table.

I start the singing, then eventually everyone joins in. Today has been an awesome day. The kids have been running around like crazy, the women chatting, the men drinking and eating. These are some of my favorite moments with the club.

The family we have created, all of us, together.

Especially my mom, who smiles as she tips her drink back. She is not a traditional grandma, the kids don’t even know that she’s theirs. She made the choice to just be their Pinkie, and I’m okay with that. It doesn’t mean that she hasn’t given my babies special attention, because she has.

Dylan smiles as soon as we approach him. I made him stand in front of the table because I already knew how freaking heavy this cake was. When we’re finished singing, Gisele and I set the cake down in front of him.

He doesn’t make a motion to move.

“Blow out the candles,” I urge.

He shakes his head once. “Got everything, Sunny.”

It’s cheesy, I know that it is, but he doesn’t say it to be cheesy, it’s not a line, it’s exactly what he thinks. I know, because he tells me often. Tears fill my eyes, and I wipe them away before they can screw my makeup up too badly.

“Just blow them out,” I whisper.

He grins, dipping his head, his eyes never leaving mine and he blows out the candles. “What did you wish for?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “Can’t tell you.”

Dylan holds out his hand and I know that he wants me to come to his side, so I do. He wraps his arm around me, tugging me close to him. His mouth presses against mine and his tongue touches my bottom lip, tasting me briefly.

“Feed me some cake, woman,” he grunts.

There’s a noise in the parking lot and we all turn to look. It’s Buster roaring in, driving way too fast. I let out a sigh of relief that he’s alone.

Last time there was a family party, he brought a stripper with him. Which wouldn’t have been a big deal at all, except she was dressed for the stage and it was noon, all the little kids saw her and that was an education we all weren’t ready to give.

“Shit,” Silver hisses. “Got to have a word with that boy,” he growls.

“You sure as fuck do,” Dragon snaps.

My eyes widen, but I don’t ask what that’s about. It’s about their children, Buster and Kora. They’ve been dancing around one another since they were little kids. I have a feeling shit

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