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  I was a fucking father, and this day, as well as when Meghan had said “I do,” were the two happiest moments of my life.

  Meghan glanced over at me and smiled, and the world was right, perfect, and I was never letting go.

  I went up to the woman I loved, my wife, and the mother of my child. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I was careful, knowing she was sore. God, she’d done so well, been so strong. It had taken Meghan twenty-three hours of labor before our baby girl was born. I was scared, wanted to take the pain away, take her fucking place, but shit, I was so damn proud of her.

  “You’re a damn rock star, baby,” I said softly and leaned forward to kiss her lightly on the mouth. Our daughter made the cutest little sound, and I didn’t stop myself from smiling. “Your mom’s flight should be landing in the next couple of hours, and my dad is driving down now.”

  Meghan nodded and smiled, resting back on the bed more.

  “But if you’re not up for anyone I’ll tell them to just wait.”

  She shook her head. “No. It’ll be nice having them here.”

  Once Meghan and I had decided being together was what we wanted—needed—we hadn’t hesitated in letting our folks know. At first there had been a little hesitation on their part, maybe even disapproval, but as time went on they had no choice but to accept what was going on.

  There was no way I was letting Meghan go.

  But their acceptance didn’t take long, and they’d given us the support we asked for, had been there at the wedding, and had been a constant positive influence in our lives and in our choices.

  “Hold her,” Meghan said gently, and I didn’t lie in the fact I was scared as hell.

  “I’m all thumbs, baby,” I said, panic kicking in. “I don’t want to hold her wrong.”

  Meghan chuckled. “You won’t. You’ll do great.” She shifted slightly, and before I knew it I was holding my daughter. The baby tried opening her little eyes, but she had this cream in them, and it looked hard for her to do the act. “Can you get this shit out of her eyes?” I said before I realized I probably could have said it softer.

  Meghan chuckled beside me.

  The nurse smiled. “It has to stay there, honey.”

  I nodded and looked down at my daughter.

  “You still liking the name we picked out?”

  Meghan placed her hand on my forearm and I looked at my wife. “If you do.”

  I nodded. “Well, baby girl, it looks like you’ll be Elisabeth Brianna.” She made this soft little coo, and I chuckled. “I think she approves.” I leaned down and kissed her softly on the forehead, feeling the light splattering of dark hair atop her little head.

  And as I sat beside my wife, holding the little girl we’d created, I knew without a doubt there was nothing better in this world than being complete. And there was no one in this world that would ever make me feel that way except the little family I now had.

  Love was a special, powerful thing to have, and I was one lucky bastard to be able to experience it.

  The End

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  “I could take every part of you right now.” I moved a step closer. “And it still wouldn’t be enough. It’ll never be enough.” I gave my cock one more stroke before letting the hard, thick, and long shaft go. I moved back onto the bed and curled my fingers against her side. There might be marks in the morning, but I wanted that brand of ownership, that slight discoloration that would let me know she was mine.

  And I’d be the only one that saw them because she was mine.

  “I don’t want any other male looking at you, Sabine,” I whispered against her throat. “I don’t want them touching you, even if it’s innocent.”

  She moaned and arched up into me.

  “These little bruises that might show up…” I added a little more pressure to her hips, loving that she grabbed my biceps and dug her nails in. “These little marks will be for my eyes only, because you and I will both know how you got them.” I pulled back and looked down at her. “We’ll know that our passion was too fucking great.”

  She nodded slowly, and I looked down at where she had her nails in my bicep. I’d have marks, too, it seemed, and God, did that turn me on. My dick punched forward even harder. I moved my mouth to the base of her neck, and I felt her pulse beating rapidly. I licked and sucked at the spot, drawing the blood up to the surface and marking her there, too.

  I wanted her screaming my name as I filled her with my huge cock.

  “I want to go further, baby. I want to be so deep in you we are one.”

  “Don’t stop.” She slanted her mouth on mine and speared her tongue between my parted lips. She acted desperate for me, and fucking hell, was I desperate for her. I reached between us and palmed my cock. The tip was slick with pre-cum. I wanted it inside of her, coating her in my scent and seed.

  “You’re so gorgeous … so mine, Sabine. All of you belongs to me.” I placed my fingers on her lips. “This is mine.” I went lower and touched her breasts. “These are mine.” I kept my focus on her eyes, and I slid my palm down her belly, finally touching her soaking wet pussy. “This is mine.”

  She arched her back slightly, involuntarily.

  “I need all of you.” I was at my breaking point. “Christ, baby—” I gritted the words out. I moved my mouth to her ear and whispered, “I need to be inside of you … now.”

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