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  I shook my head. “He’s fine. He’s outside with Cherry hunting for frogs to put in the pond.” With Susie in labor with our second child, I should have known how all of this would go, been prepared. But hell, I was a wreck and hated that she was in pain.

  And then everything happened fast. She started pushing, the contractions coming on one right after the other. I felt my heart race, but I tried to appear calm, stay collected for her.

  The minutes passed, blurring into an hour, Susie bringing our family’s newest addition into this world.

  “That’s it,” the midwife said, giving her support.

  And then I heard our baby cry, a sweet but high-pitched squeal that had me grinning and looking over at Susie. She had a couple tears falling down her cheeks, and I leaned over and wiped them away with the pad of my thumb.

  “A gorgeous little girl with a head full of dark hair,” the midwife said and I felt pride fill me.

  “Just like Rooney,” I said and took the baby from the midwife, bringing her over to Susie. I handed our daughter to my wife, the only woman who had ever made me feel alive.

  “Can you bring him in here?” Susie asked and I nodded, leaning down and kissing her on the forehead.

  I left to go get our son, knowing he would be excited to meet his sister. Once I had him in my arms with Cherry following behind, her hands covering her mouth as she cried because of how happy she was, I went back into the bedroom.

  Rooney was wiggling in my arms and babbling about meeting his new sister. We walked into the bedroom and I saw Susie sitting up in bed, the baby bundled up and cradled in her arms. She looked so small in the pink blanket, her dark hair matted to her head because she still needed a bath.

  I set Rooney on the floor and he ran toward his mom, trying to jump on the bed. “Easy, buddy,” I said and grabbed his hand, gently pulling him toward me. I got down on my haunches and looked him in the eyes. “We have to be gentle. Baby sister is very little and fragile.” Rooney puffed out his chest and tipped his head back, getting this serious expression on his face. At three years old he had the world in his hands and he knew it.

  “I’m gonna protect her,” he said quickly, his voice full of pride.

  “I know, buddy,” I said and ruffled his hair. “You’ll be the best big brother.” He turned and looked at Susie and she held her hand out for him. She pulled him in close and helped him up on the bed to sit beside her.

  I rose up and sat on the edge of the mattress, watching as she spoke softly to Rooney, telling him about his baby sister.

  “What’s her name?” Rooney asked, his little face turned toward the baby, his focus trained right on her.

  “Bailey,” Susie said and grinned when Rooney looked up at her, his eyes wide and his mouth open in surprise.

  “That’s the name I picked,” he said excitedly, his voice hushed as he glanced over at the baby, clearly fearing he’d woken her.

  “That’s right,” Susie said softly and leaned in to kiss him on the forehead. “We loved the name you picked out so much we decided that baby sister should be called that.” Rooney lifted his hands and covered his mouth, giggling softly.

  I sat there and stared at my wife and two children, the love I had for them bursting from me. For so long I’d been on my own, accepting the solitude and embracing it. It had been perfect for me, what my life had been about. But then Susie had come into my life and changed everything about me. I couldn’t even envision myself without her by my side, without the two beautiful children we’d created running around the property, looking up to us for strength and support.

  There was a lot to be thankful for in the world, a lot I’d taken for granted for so long. But no more. I’d never take for granted what I had in my life, how lucky I truly was.

  And until the day I died, took my last breath, I’d make sure Susie, Rooney, and baby Bailey knew exactly whose corner I was in.

  Theirs.

  Bonus Epilogue

  Bear

  Twelve years later

  The table had been filled with food, every kind of dish imaginable. We’d eaten like kings, a feast that left us content and sated.

  The sound of children laughing, of Ruby and Susie joking with each other in the kitchen, made me feel happy. It had been over fifteen years since I’d found Susie, made her mine, created a family with her.

  There was nothing more I wanted in my life than to be where I was right now.

  I’d been such a recluse, a loner. And then when Susie had come into my life, everything changed. It was that puzzle piece that fit right into place, making the picture whole … making me whole.

  I looked at Wolf, who sat across from me in the leather chair. We tried to help the ladies clean up after dinner, but they’d just shooed us away, handing Wolf the bottle of bourbon, me two glasses, and telling us to go sit by the fire.

  With the children occupying themselves, and our women most likely gossiping, or maybe bitching about us in the kitchen, I let myself relax. This was all I’d ever wanted in my life, to be loved, to love, and to make sure my family was taken care of.

  But until Susie had come into my life, I hadn’t thought any of that would be possible. I thought I’d grow old by myself, this grouchy old man who wouldn’t let anyone into his life. But as I looked over and saw Susie leaning against the counter, her wine glass in hand, her smile wide, I felt myself grinning.

  As I heard my children laughing, occupying themselves in the other room, I felt pride fill me. They were happy and they were safe. That’s all I could ask for.

  I looked over at Wolf, who lifted his square cut tumbler up, the amber liquid inside lighting up as the glow from the fire hit it. Nothing needed to be said, no words spoken. We both knew this was akin to winning the lottery, that one in a million chance of actually having everything you ever wanted, everything we thought we weren’t capable of having.

  I glanced over at the fire, staring at the flames, absorbing the heat.

  A moment later, I felt Susie place her hand on my shoulder. Tipping my head back and looking into her eyes, my heart started racing even after all these years. She was my soul. She was my life.

  Half an hour later, Wolf and his family were leaving. I knew we would see them again. We saw them every weekend, getting together because it seemed although we had everything we wanted, deep down we were still mountain men at heart.

  We said goodnight to the kids, our son having his room in the loft, away from us because we weren’t cool enough to be around, and instead played video games until all hours of the night. I shook my head and chuckled at that. How things had changed from when I was growing up, running around the woods, picking up toads, playing in creeks.

  Now it was all about TVs and video games, girls at school, and making sure my shotgun was loaded for when those boys came knocking at my door to date my daughter.

  We headed back to our bedroom, all the lights now turned off, both of us exhausted from a full day of cooking, prepping, and spending time with Wolf and his family. I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the back of my neck, tension in my shoulders strong from working outside preparing for winter.

  Although fall had come with a force, frost already sprinkling the ground and the trees around the cabin, work up here was never done. I felt the bed dip behind me and Susie started to rub my shoulders.

  “Working so hard,” she said softly against my ear and I couldn’t help the growl that spilled free.

  All it took was a touch, a look, hell, her breathing in my direction and I was ready for her.

  Even though my cock was hard, pressing against my fly, demanding to be free, this wasn’t about me right now. Even if my balls were drawn up tight, feeling heavy, aching to fill her with all the cum inside of them, I wasn’t going to be selfish.

  This was about her.

  It always was.

  God, I wanted her now.

  I shifted on the bed so I could face her, cupped her face with my hands, and leaned in to kiss her righ
t away. I didn’t give her a moment to take a breath, to understand what was happening. I needed her and I needed her now.

  I ran my tongue along the seam of her lips, forcing her to open for me, to take what I had to give. She had her hands on my shoulders, this little moan spilling from her. Although I wanted to fuck her, and do it hard, tonight I wanted to make it about her.

  Making myself break the kiss, I gently pushed her back on the bed. Her eyes were wide, her pupils dilated. Her mouth was red, her lips glossy from my kiss. I didn’t say anything, just gave her the look. It was the one she knew well, the one I always gave her right before I was going to make her get off.

  Her breathing started coming faster and harder.

  “Get undressed. I want to see what’s mine.” I said those words deep, kind of dark in nature.

  She was out of her clothes in a matter of seconds, tossed the material aside and lay back down on the bed. Her body was so fucking perfect, curvy in all the right places, full and womanly from bearing my children.

  God, I was so damn hard.

  I rubbed myself through my jeans, my cock laying across one of my thighs, pushing against the denim. This wasn’t about me. This was about her.

  Always.

  I was between her thighs a second later, holding onto her hips, curling my fingers into her flesh. I flipped her over so her belly was flat with the mattress, pulled her body down so her ass now hung over the edge of the bed, her toes barely touching the floor.

  I tried to control myself.

  Sliding my hand up her outer thighs and stopping at her ass, I stared at the perfect globes. Curling my fingers into her skin, I spread her ass wide, getting a good look at the tight, tempting hole between them. Lowering my gaze down to where her pussy slit was, my mouth watered and my cock jerked.

  I groaned once before I leaned in and ran the tip of my tongue up her slit. I wanted to eat her ass out, but not tonight. Tonight, I was going to suck on her pussy and clit until she came for me, until she ground her cunt against my face and begged for more.

  With my hands still on her ass, the cheeks still spread, I started licking and sucking at her cleft, delving my tongue deep into her hole, swallowing the sweet cream that spilled from her because of me.

  I felt this little growl leave me as I ate her out, needing her to come like I needed my next breath. But I forced myself to pull away, flipped her on her back again, and had my hands on her inner thighs, pushing her legs open as far as they would go.

  God, her pussy was a sight of perfection. It was pink and wet, slightly swollen from my ministrations and her arousal. I delved back in, feasting on her, devouring her. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I grunted at the way she mewled for me.

  Her clit was engorged, and I knew she’d come for me soon.

  As I fucked her with my tongue, I slid my hands up her belly and cupped her large, generous breasts. Her nipples were hard and tight, and I pulled at them, tweaked at the tissue until she swiveled her hips on my face, grinding herself on me. That’s what I wanted, what I needed.

  I wanted her to lose control, to have a total abandonment of her inhibitions.

  I wanted her to come all over my face.

  And as I pulled at her nipples and sucked on her pussy, I knew that I could get off from this alone.

  “Bear,” she moaned as she came for me, her pussy juicy, her inner muscles clenching around my tongue as I fucked her that way.

  “That’s it, give it to me, grind yourself on my face, use me, baby.”

  And she did just that.

  I lapped at her cunt until I felt my own desire building to a fever pitch, until I was pressing my dick against the side of the bed, until I felt myself coming in my jeans like some damn teenager. But with Susie I couldn’t help it. Fuck, I couldn’t control myself where she was concerned.

  I got off, my seed spilling from me as I licked and sucked at her, as I drew every last ounce of pleasure from her.

  “Susie.” I grunted her name as the last of her orgasm washed through her, as she pulled at my hair and sank back on the bed, sated.

  I pulled away but not before running my tongue up her cleft one last time.

  Standing, I looked down and saw the wet spot on my pants, my cum soaked clean through because I was so fucking over the top crazy for Susie I couldn’t even control when I got off where she was concerned.

  I got cleaned up and came back to the bed naked, slipping between the sheets and pulling Susie in close to me, her chest to my chest, her hand right over my heart. I kissed the top of her head, feeling myself relax, knowing my family was safe under this roof with me, that they always would be as long as I had breath in my lungs.

  “I love you,” I whispered and she moved in impossibly closer.

  “I love you, too,” she said in response.

  God, there was nothing better than this feeling, the one where I knew everything would be okay because I had the love of Susie and a full, happy house.

  The End

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