Page 169 of His Retribution

"You are such a boy." Cora smiles as she kisses the crown of baby K's head. "All farts and grunts just like your daddy and uncles."

I gasp in mock horror, grab Dizzy and toss her in the air then bring her back down to my face. "Did you hear that, mini light? Your mama says I am full of farts and grunts. Can you believe she would speak such lies and slander against me?"

Dizzy giggles like crazy before planting another slobbery kiss right on my eyeball then proceeds to chew off my eyebrow.

Cora rests her head on my shoulder. "I'll talk to Henny about more of that teething stuff he made. Our poor sweet girl is going to make a mess of your face the same way she is trying to ruin my nipples."

I pry our daughter’s very few teeth from my brow bone and set her on my chest. "Be glad their fangs won't come in until they are well past the age of nursing. It could be far worse than it is now."

My mate giggles as she rolls to her back, positions her head on my chest and sets Khaos on her stomach. "Thank god for that then." Then she snuggles even closer. "The only fangs that will have any contact with these nipples are yours and that's how I like it."

"Damn straight," I growl possessively, the rumble completely involuntary but not wrong. "And you'll like it until you're begging me to stop."

Before I can get too carried away with our young present, the twins both start growling, their version of it anyway, baby K's raspy and whispered like everything else he does, Dizzy's almost musical because she is so much like her mother.

We both laugh as they continue, Dizzy even going as far as to make a semi-scary squishy face while she swats at Khaos, her brother frowning hard as he growls louder.

"Should we be worried about the fact that they already growl and play rough?" Cora asks as she tickles K's thighs.

"Not at all." I smile and do the same to Dizzkord. "Our young are fierce! Forces to be reckoned with and no man or beast should look upon them without fear gripping their very heart!"

My angel laughs, a sound I shall never grow tired of, and thank the gods each and every day for gifting me. Then she tilts her head back, pierces me with her neon blue eyes and smiles.

"If you'd have told me almost two hundred and eighty years ago that one day we'd be laying in our enormous bed with our seven-month-old twins just after we finished building our beautiful new home, a home that is on property we share with our family who are all so close we only have to walk a little ways to see each other, totally free and without anything hanging over our heads, do you know what I'd have said?"

I look down at her as Dizzy starts tracing the scar on my chest, the one that matches Cora's perfectly, the delphinium and ivy that appeared after she saved me from the darkness, and smile. "What would you have said, my angel?"

"I would have said 'No shit! Havok and I are going to have a beautiful life together filled with so much love and so many babies that we'd have to build a big ass house close to our family becauseso many babies!'"

I bark out a laugh and roll onto my side, facing my love as I pull our twins between us. "And you would have been absolutely right." I trace a finger over the Y shaped scar on her forehead, slide it along her temple, her cheek, over her lips. "We do have a beautiful life filled with so much love."

I press a kiss to her lips and my heart flutters the way it always does each time we do, the way it soars when I feel my angel smile into it because she can't help it.

"So much love, lovey." She sighs on a final kiss.

Then Khaos farts again, farts far too loud to simply be a fart and that is confirmed when both he and his sister crack up at the look of disgust Cora gives me.

"I can feel his poop through my shirt."

I laugh, laugh in a way reserved only for my family and sigh. "A beautiful life filled with so much love and almost as much shit."

My mate flashes me a grin. "And I wouldn't change one damn thing about it."

Neither would I.

After years spent wishing for things to be different, years spent separated from my love and living in regret, I find that despite it all, there is nothing I would change given the chance because it all brought me here.

My light. My love. My babies.

My entire world.

Our life truly is beautiful and I wouldn't want it any other way.