6 weeks later…
“Sebestian, I don’t know how much more I can take,” Allen said desperately, scrubbing his hand over his face, trying to rub some life into it. “Luna knows I love them but it never ends. I'm going to go mad, I need…” he trailed off, raising his hand when the triplets started screaming in their bouncers around his feet, raising the bottles he was holding in their mouths with his magic. They stopped screaming as the teats filled when the bottles rose to the correct angle.
“I know, me too. Remember when we used to complain that they were taking to long to come?” Sebestian asked as he gathered the third load of diapers the babies had filled that morning along with their second change of clothes and the empty bottles that had built into a pile in the corner of the couch. “Remember when we used to wear clothes? Clothes that you could go outside in” he muttered misera
2 weeks later…“FUCK shit shit shit fuuuuuk not now, please not now” David groaned as he clutched his stomach, the glass in his hand crashing to the floor. He had been feeling uncomfortable all day, which was nothing new, he was huge at 38 weeks but this was a whole new level of discomfort, he felt like he was being ripped in half without so much as a warning. His eyes darted around the apartment desperately. “Seriously, you wait until your mom is out of the country to decide you want to make an appearance,” he asked incredulously of his stomach, he knew in that moment that his children would be trouble from the moment they were lifted from his body to the moment they finished him off with their antics.“Think, David” he muttered at himself as he clutched the edge of the kitchen worktop. He had only wanted a drink when a pain in his stomach had taken him by surprise. He buried his head
4 weeks later…“David… David, wake up” Dell whispered, shaking his arm to wake him. She glanced at the clock to see it was 4.30 in the morning. She felt awful waking him, they had only been asleep for 3 hours but something was finally happening. “David, wake up! I think it’s time” she whispered as loudly as possible without waking anyone else up. “I think I had one of those twinges Allen was talking about,” she said when his eyes slowly blinked open.“Really? Are you sure it wasn’t just gas?” David asked when her words worked their way through his muddy brain. He looked at the clock, holding back the groan that wanted to escape him, the twins had finally stopped crying around 1 o’clock. Even with Olivia and Lethabo staying and helping to lighten the load, neither of them had been able to sleep until his sister and her mate had managed to calm them d
3 months later..."Tell them I miss them and that I'll see them very soon, I love you," Sebestian said into the phone, not wanting to hang up but getting the death glare from Dell. He smiled when Allen said it back, still getting that fluttery feeling in his stomach whenever he heard the words come from his mate's lips, he was sure he would still get that feeling in 100 years or 500 years whenever Allen said it back to him. He hung up the phone and turned on his bestfriend. "I'm coming, Dell, don't get your panties in a bunch" he muttered, shaking his head when David laughed at the glare she aimed at him. He scooped Amara up, needing baby cuddles, he had been away from his children for an entire night, the first since they had been born and he was missing them terribly."I swear, if we are late Jia will have my runes," Dell said with a grimace, tugging at the neckline of her dress, her fucking dress! She thought with a sad shake of her head. If anyone were to att
10 years later…“Can you… believe we’re… doing this again… fuuuuck… so soon?” Sebestian growled, punctuating each word with a thrust. He pressed his lips to Allen knee where it was resting over his arm, letting his teeth graze over his skin. He gripped his mate’s hips harder when he heard the long drawn out moan Allen let out, tilting them higher off the bed before slamming back into his slick soaked asshole.“It was your idea, fuck, Sebestian!” Allen cried as his Alpha's cock grazed his prostate with the perfectly angled thrust of his hips. He gripped the bars of the headboard harder, his knuckle turning whiter by the second as his mate fucked into him. He groaned, throwing his sweaty leg over Sebestian shoulder when he continued to trail of kisses up his shin. “Fuck me harder, Sebestian, I need your knot” he whispered breathlessly.
Allen listened to the loud music booming through the cottage from where he hunched over the toilet. He wiped his mouth and summoned the mouthwash from the shelf, too exhausted to even stand up and retrieve it by hand. He swirled it around his mouth and spat it into the toilet, groaning at the thought of having to get up from the bathroom floor.He rubbed his hands over the bump under his green cashmere sweater, silently begging the twins to give him a day off. He reminded himself that he was almost at the end of his first trimester, 1 or 2 weeks and he would be over the morning, afternoon and evening sickness that was starting to take its toll. He looked up when the door opened, smiling tiredly up at his mate."I thought I'd find you in here. We can send everyone home if you want? If you're not up to it?" Sebestian asked, taking a seat on the floor and letting Allen lean into him. He wrapped his arms around his mate, looking down when he hea