Seventy Eight

AALIYAH

I’m addicted to the thrill.

Ever since I informed the three alphas of my slutty game of four that I willed to be played again and their buzzing acceptance, it has been the only thing on my mind.

And the day is now before me, my adrenaline rush is unmatched, serving me up for mild destruction.

I soak my thick body in the bathtub with warm scented water, doing my scrubbing and massaging to my taste, knowing the triple alphas love their meals neat and smooth.

Having finished with my bath, I step out and dry myself, then walk out fully nude into the bedroom. Baby Hendrix lays quiet and wide-eyed on my bed, he's my most obsessed gift from the moon. Initially, I could only imagine the tip of obsession my papa possessed of me, but having birthed my mini, it becomes relatable every damn day.

I pick him up in my arms, rocking him gently, kissing and nuzzling his soft fair frame. His smile is contagious, the prettiest little thing the earth has seen, a perfect combo of his mama and pap