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2.59 Whipped Cream

“Look at them,” Gail gushed, running her finger down Emilio’s cheek. “They’re perfect.”

Labor was fast, or at least that was what I was told. It felt like fucking forever to me.

When my baby boys were placed on my chest, all the bad just faded away. All I felt was pride and unending love for the two little lives me and my mates created.

“Emanuele is hungry,” Miles brought our other son over to me.

Gail lifted Emilio from my chest before Miles placed Emanuele in my arms.

“I have a question,” Jamie raised his hand. “How do you feed them with your tits pierced?”

Dad backhanded him across the chest at the same time that Mick and Miles snarled at him.

“I know, I know,” Jamie raised his hands. “Get out. I know.” He headed for the door.

Dario was glaring after him too. Jamie was really pushing it today with all the Alpha men.

“Poor Jamie,” I smirked, putting a blanket over my shoulder, so I could feed my hungry baby. “He needs my other babysitter to help keep him in line.”

“I miss your other
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QD&M Holguín
Well, I just lost respect for those 3 closed-minded hypocritical alpha azzholes. It's ok for Chloe to get dicked-down by her roomies, but Jamie and Nona can't have their EXCLUSIVE fun TOGETHER without being forced into marking one another?! GTFOH with this doublestandard BS.
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