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ALEC

I growl as I watch the little teenage fuck approach my baby girl. Not so much my baby girl anymore at the age of fourteen.

An arm wraps around my waist; automatically, I lift my arm and circle her shoulders. Even though I kiss the top of my wife’s head, my eyes never leave the little prick who’s talking to my baby girl.

“Who are you glaring at?” Bren wants to know.

“The little prick that’s talking to our daughter. Now I know how your dad felt. I need to go find him and apologise,” I growl out.

Bren starts to laugh, but she also looks in the direction of our daughter. She then laughs harder when Lexi makes a fist and punches the little prick.

“I don’t think you need to worry about your baby girl,” she chortles, “she’s more than capable of taking care of herself.”

“Good,” I reply a little gleefully as Lexi dusts her hands off and leaves the poor sap clutching his bleeding nose. Sighing happily now that my daughter walks towards the other Crow kids and is surrounded by her cousins and brothers. Now that Lexi no longer has my attention, I look down at my wife, who is smirking up at me, her blue eyes sparkling with mirth. And it hits me how gorgeous my wife is and how much I still want her all these years later.

“Fuck me, baby, you get more beautiful every day.”

“No,” Bren answers, holding her hands up, and starts to back slowly away from me.

A grin breaks out over my face. “One more,” I tease. After Lexi, we’d ended up having four more kids, all of them boys. Bren is adamant we’re done, and I’m hellbent on persuading her to have one more.

Who’d have thought that I, the one person who never wanted to have any children, would love being a dad so much? And I do. I love every one of my kids and I’m a hands-on dad.

Adding in the fact that Bren was lusciously hot, as well as fucking horny when pregnant, made it fun to keep her that way. I’d been teased often by my brothers about keeping off of her, and I know five kids was a lot, but our youngest was four and starting school soon.

My eyes heated as Bren slowly backs away from me; her eyes widened when she sees the change in my face. Turning away, she starts to run, but she’s laughing so much she’s not getting anywhere. Sweeping my laughing woman up in my arms, I call out to Sam and Ben, “Keep an eye on the kids for us.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Sam mutters in disgust, making me grin. Bren’s still laughing.

“One more, huh?”

“One more, baby. Maybe this time I’ll get another girl.”

“No more after that,” Bren warns me as we get to our room, and I toss her on the bed, already toeing my trainers off and pushing my jeans down my legs while stripping my shirt off all at the same time.

“In a hurry, Old Man?” Bren teases, pushing her shoes off.

“Fuck yes,” I reply, stripping her leggings off. “We’re on limited time; any minute now one of the kids will come looking.”

“And you want more,” she moans as I lift her shirt and wrap my lips around her already hard nipple.

“Damn right,” I sigh as she wraps her legs around me, and I slide into my favourite place on earth. We end up spending the rest of the afternoon in bed, having got a text from Ellie to say that the kids were fine and to enjoy ourselves.

‘I love my sister-in-law,’ I thought as I toss my phone on the bedside table and join my wife in our bed.

Nearly nine months to the day, Bren pushes out our sixth and final baby. A girl just like I’d hoped.

We’d come full circle, and I couldn’t be happier.

The End