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I opened the door and stepped inside the house. I was instantly comforted as I spotted the pictures of April that I had hung on the wall. The chandelier sparked in the sunlight, and a large palm tree stood in the corner.

I could see into the living room, where a huge L-shaped, blue couch sat with our TV across from it. There were more pictures and plants hanging in the air. The living room led into our dining room, with a huge oak table big enough to seat ten. A fresh bouquet of flowers was in a vase, and some candles were in the middle. More pictures of them hung, and I smiled at them.

I slid off my shoes. "April, you home?"

I walked down the small hallway and pushed the door open to the kitchen. It was one of the first projects we had managed since moving into the house. It didn't need a huge makeover, but it did need a little TLC. We'd bought a fridge, stove, and microwave, painted the cabinets, and ripped out the countertop, putting in a butcher block.

The space smelled wonderful, and April pulled herself up in front of the stove. "Hey, welcome home."

I stared at her, taking in her outfit. She wore a pair of jean shorts and a high tank top on her stomach, revealing her belly button piercing. I took in her hair, which had grown out and was now down to her shoulders.

A lot had changed for us since Ivan was locked up, but April had also changed. She's softened but still had her quick remarks.

I enjoyed seeing the change. We had lived in the house for a couple of months now, and she was comfortable and happy.

"How was work?" I asked, leaning onto the fridge as she opened the stove.

"It was really good." April had taken the job at the middle school, and she seemed to love it. She talked about how she and the principal were around the same age, so they got along well. They had already gone out for lunch a few times.

"How was work for you?" she asked as she slid a meatloaf into the oven and shut the door. She cleaned her hands on a rag and tossed it into the sink.

"It was good. We had a quiet day, which was nice."

She smiled as she reached for a glass of water. She took a sip, leaning back against the counter. "Well, dinner will be ready in an hour."

She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a salad. "I was talking to Wendy, and she was wondering if we would be able to watch Poppy and Zayden. They have to take a trip out and don't want to take the kids."

"I don't see why not. When are they leaving?"

She pulled a bowl out and dumped the salad into it. She started squeezing the salad dressing on it and stirred it in. "In a couple of days. It's their anniversary, and Ayden is taking her somewhere for the weekend. They were going to leave on Friday and come back on Sunday."

And no kids mean they were going to be fucking the entire time. I almost laughed at it. It seemed they were working on baby number three now.

"I don't see why not. Would be nice to have them here. We have all the space."

I looked outside, taking in the forest just a little past the river. We hadn't done a lot of exploring besides the house. We moved in and became so busy we hadn't explored the forest or the river. We hadn't even taken a walk out on the pathway yet.

"How long until dinner is done again?" I asked as I pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"An hour or so, why?" April raised an eyebrow at me. "Did you have something in mind?"

"Do you want to go for a run?" I asked, nodding my head to our huge bay window. "We could go explore the forest while dinner cooks. We have the time, and we haven't gone at all. We could get a nice work-out."

Her eyes sparkled a little at the idea, and she smiled. "Can we race there?"

I smiled at her, remembering why I loved her so much. She never ceased to amaze me.

After she set a timer and we made sure everything else was ready for dinner, we headed outside. The wind was nice when you got outside, and the fresh air felt wonderful. It wasn't too hot or too cold today.

April started taking her shorts off, and my eyes watched her. She shimmed it down, her eyes peeking at me as she did. I took in her black panties and raised an eyebrow at her.

She placed her hands on her hips. "Are you going to stare, or are you going to strip?"

"I don't know, this is pretty entertaining to watch. Fuck the run."

She rolled her eyes. "Get undressed, Weslie."

I unbuttoned my jeans. April continued to strip, and when she was naked, she shifted into her wolf form. I had seen her wolf many times, but each time, I was amazed at her. She was a dark black wolf with long hair. She was small, but she had speed.

I shifted, and we both lined up. I could hear her giggling in my head, and I glanced at her.

"Shall we do a countdown?"

She nodded. "Three...two...one..."

We both took off. She bounded ahead of me, taking off across the yard towards the river. I ran after her, not intending to win. My favorite part of racing with April was watching her run.

I enjoyed watching her hair get tussled and the way she moved around, passing trees and branches at ease. I loved watching how quickly her feet were and when she turned.

She took off over the bridge, crossing the river. She didn't stop or look back as she hit the forest. I continued after her and watched as she ran into the forest, kicking up dust as she ran.

"I win," she chirped and turned. Her eyes sparkled as she stared at me as I entered the forest. It was quiet, with just the sound of the wind blowing the trees and birds chirping in the distance.

Once I caught up to her, we walked. I could see her eyes taking the space as we moved. Both of us hadn't been out here. The flowers were blooming, and you could hear animals chirping in the distance. It was peaceful.

"It's calming out here," she said, glancing at me. "It's beautiful."

"Isn't it? Lots of space and with the river near the house… it's a little slice of heaven. I still can't believe we got the house and all this."

She chuckled, and we stopped at a large tree. She shifted back into her human form before she sat down, a smile in her eyes. I shifted and stared at her. "You know, I've been thinking. We pretty much renovated everything upstairs. The laundry room and bathrooms are done. We should probably start working on the rooms up there. Deciding what we want to do with them."

I knew what she was hinting at. We hadn't exactly talked about the future, but we had mentioned it in the past. We both wanted kids but hadn't brought it up.

With the thought of Ivan on our minds, neither of us seemed comfortable with it. But he wasn't an issue now, so nothing was holding us back.

"You know the rooms would be perfect for kids. They seem to be the only missing part of this. We have the marriage, and we have the house. We have the land and the views."

She leaned back on the tree. "If I tell you how many I want, are you going to make fun of me?"

"Is it some insane number like eight or nine? Because I'm pretty sure that Wendy and Ayden are going to get up there soon themselves."

She laughed, shaking her head. "No. I'm not insane. I want three kids. That's it. I want them to have siblings so they aren't alone. I won’t be aiming for anything crazy like Wendy and Ayden seem to be."

I walked close to her, and her eyes scanned over my naked form. "Well, if that's the case, we should probably get started. Everyone else seemed to be ahead of us. We need to catch up."

April sat cross-legged, leaving everything for me to see. She smirked at me as she uncrossed her legs, spreading them wide. "Out here in the forest? What if someone catches us?"

I nodded, walking close to her. "No one is around. And the only one I wouldn't want to see is your brother, and he's at work."

I leaned over, running my nose across her neck as she leaned back slightly. I listened as her breath hitched, and I slid a hand up her leg and between her legs, feeling how wet she was.

She softly moaned, and I bit hard onto her neck. Her moan grew louder, and her arms wrapped around me. Her nails dug into my skin.

I could taste blood, knowing I had broken the skin. I licked her neck, grabbed her legs, and spread her wider. I slid a second finger into her and inhaled her scent.

"Oh god, oh...god…" she softly moaned. "Oh please, I need you in me."

I hoisted her up, hooking my arms under her knees. I slid into her in one thrust, feeling her tighten around me. I quickly turned us, placing her on my hips, deepening her on me. April placed her hands on my chest, and I stared at her. I took in her curved hips and the belly button that dangled. I reached a hand up, rubbing it between my fingers.

I watched the diamond twinkle in the light. "Are you going to have to take this out when you get pregnant?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I will."

"Pity," I said, pulling my gaze up. I took in her breast and pulled my hands up, cupping them. "I'll miss it."

She smirked, scratching her nails down my chest. "I can always have it repierced later if you miss it that much."

I nodded my head. "Oh, please do."

She started to grind on me. I watched her swivel her hips, and I could feel myself hitting her deeper. She softly moaned, her head tilted back.

"I'm yours, April. Yours and no one else's."

She stared at me, and I raised her hand, pulling her head down and kissing her softly. Her mouth pressed against mine for a moment as I slid a hand down, rubbing a finger over her clit.

She moaned loudly, her forehead pressing against mine. "Right there."

I continued moving my finger as she liked. She kept grinding on me, my cock ached inside her. She felt like heaven, and I never wanted it to end.

"You're mine," she panted, her fingers rough against my neck. "Only mine."

"Only yours," I whispered.

I felt April tighten around me, and she cried out as an orgasm took over her. I grabbed her hips, bucking up into her, riding her orgasm higher, and my own hit me.

I didn't stop until I knew every drop had filled her, and only then did she sag against me. I held her close, running my finger through her hair and holding her against me.

She panted in my ear, and I looked across the forest. I could see our house on the horizon and its beauty. I could picture the future—the marriage and the kids. I could see them running across the lawn and near the river. I could see us living a beautiful life here.

"I love you," she whispered, leaning back. She placed her hands on my face, her eyes filled with tears. "I love you more than you even know."

It was exactly how I felt about her. I reached a hand up, tugging some free hair behind her ear. "And I love you more."

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