Chapter 249

Once Morbus and Karyn arrived, Morbus helped David bring in the boxes and suitcases from the van and separated into the different rooms.  Malachai, Jacob, and Jordan all got to choose their rooms because they were the oldest.  David and Brie were sure that Maddie would end up sleeping with her big sister until she got used to the thought of having her own room.

Brie made a big southern style dinner.  Beef ribs, salad, mac ‘n cheese, deviled eggs- you name it and it was pretty much on the spread.   Everyone in the house enjoyed the meal.  It was first time that Brie had gotten to let go in the Kitchen in eight years.  David was happy to see her enjoy herself in the kitchen again.

After dinner, the older children washed dishes and put away the leftover food.   Morbus, Karyn, David, and Brie sat in the living room and discussed the surrogacy.  Karyn was excited to have the eggs implanted.  She was bouncing up and down while she discussed everything with David and Brie.  Morbus couldn’t help but laugh as he tried to get her to settle down.  David whispered to Brie, “Does that look familiar?” he asked with a laugh.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about”, she laughed.

“What is he talking about?” Karyn asked when she saw David whispering to Brie.

“He’s joking with me about the surrogate we had with the quads”, Brie laughed.  “Every time we took her to an appointment, I bounced up and down like you’re doing now.  It was exciting for me.”

“I can’t wait until we go in for the procedure.  I’m so excited.”  Karyn was still bouncing up and down on the couch.

“We can see that”, David said with a smile.

“David, can I ask you a personal question?” Karyn asked.

“Go on ahead.”

“Why is ten the magic number?”

He laughed.  “It’s a nice, big round number.”

“Eight’s not enough?” Morbus asked with a chuckle.  “Are you really that big a glutton for punishment?”

David laughed out loud.  “NO, GOD DAMNIT!  Eight is not enough.”

Brie stretched up from where her head rested on his shoulder and pressed a kiss to his cheek.  “Well, you’ve got me convinced that eight’s not enough anymore either.  I hope that my opinion is the only one that matters.”

He pressed a kiss to his wife’s lips.  “Of course it is.  Convincing you was half the battle.  Getting this young woman pregnant with our children is the rest of it.”

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That night as they lay in their own bed for the first time in years, Brie couldn’t stop smiling.  She was full of joy; happy to finally be in her own home in her own bed with her husband.  Her nimble fingers played gently with the hair on his chest.

He held her close and grinned from ear to ear.  His hand played up and down her spine; his eyes half closed as his fingers traced over her skin.

She sighed in content.  “Hmm, it’s good to finally be in our own bed, in our own house.  I can’t believe this is actually happening.”

He chuckled quietly.  “You’re still trying to get over the shock of being in our own house?”

“I keep expecting Danny, or John, or someone to come knocking on the door to tell us that one of the kids have done something crazy.”

“Is there anything that I can do to help you believe that we’re actually in our own house and the guys aren’t going to knock on the door and tell us that Jordan’s gone off on someone and put them in their place, or that Maddie broke something?”

She sat up just enough to scoot to where she could press her lips to his without having to strain.  After her lips brushed against his, she whispered, “Make love to me.”

His free hand came up and caressed her face; his fingers entwining in her hair.  His lips moved with hers, keeping with the slow mood and pace that she had set.  God, he’d been looking forward to this for eight years; the first time he got to make love to her in their home after the war was over. 

She melted against his lips as she snaked a leg hips to straddle his waist.  She was hungry from him.  She needed him.  She moved her body slowly against his to let him know what she had in mind.

Yes, he wanted her, but he wanted every inch of her.  There was no way in hell that he wasn’t going to love every millimeter of her body on their first night in their house in eight years.  He flipped her onto her back and moved down her body, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.  She moaned softly for him as he moved, her breath catching when he came to her most sensitive parts.  He wrapped his arms around her thighs as her feet came up to rest on his shoulders.  As he lowered mouth to her, he kept his eyes on her face and chest.  He watched her breathing quicken the closer his mouth got to her.

Once his tongue touched her, her back arched and she moaned softly.   Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.  She was anxious for what he was doing to her.  She’d been wanting this for eight years.  Granted, they’d been together like this over the course of their relationship, and the eight years that they had been in hiding, but there was nothing like what he was doing to her at that moment.

With every flick of his tongue, her hips  moved with him.  She was lost to the sensation of what he was doing to her and that’s just what he wanted.  He didn’t necessarily want her to scream for him, but he wanted her lost to the abandon of being with him.

The more he pleasured her with his mouth, the harder she had to fight not to get incredibly loud.  Her cries were soft and for that she was thankful.  She could feel her body tightening with every flick of his tongue.  He flicked his tongue one final time over the little pearl just in front of her opening, she came for him; her body spilling her pleasure out and into his mouth.

He licked every drop of the sweet honey of her body and wiped his chin with his forearm before moving back up her body and thrusting his hips forward to slide into her passage.  Everything in him screamed to quicken the pace and be rough, but that’s not what she’d asked for.  She’d asked him to make love to her and that’s what he’d give her.

She could feel what he wanted to do to her and she let him know that she was okay with him doing it the next time she reached her blissful plateau.  Her body convulsed and she raked nails across his shoulders.

He got the message loud and clear.  He sat back on his knees and put her feet over his shoulders before slamming into her as hard and fast as he could.  She was giving him what he wanted and he was going to show her just how much he appreciated it.  He braced himself against the headboard, putting her knees against her chest and drilled into her with everything he had.

She couldn’t contain it anymore.  She screamed his name at the ceiling as he pounded into her; her body convulsing around his with every stroke.

Her cries undid him.  He slammed into her one final time as he spilled into her.  He laid his head against the head board  as he caught his breath.  “Oh, dear God”, he panted .

“You can say that again, David”, she said breathlessly.

He looked down at her.  “So do you believe we’re home now?”

She laughed.  “Yeah, for the most part.  I think it will really hit home for me once we wake up in the morning and I can make the world’s best breakfast.”

He pulled out and collapsed beside her on the bed.  “The world’s best breakfast?  Which would be what?”

“I’m going to the store and buying fucking doughnuts”, she said with a laugh.  “Malachai’s been wanting doughnuts for the last several years.”

He laughed.  “I can handle that.  I’ve been craving doughnuts for a while now myself.”  He laid down next to her and pulled her into his arms.  “Now, why don’t we go the hell to sleep?”

She laughed.  “You took the words right out of my mouth.”  She snuggled into him and her fingers started playing in the hair of his chest again.

He sighed and relaxed as he held her, letting his eyes slowly droop as he fell to sleep.  He was ready to sleep in his own bed for the first time in eight years. 

She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath to fall asleep.  She remember this bed, the way the mattress molded to her body.  It was nice to feel the comfort and familiarity of the mattress that she and David conceived the twins on.  She almost regretted that she couldn’t give him anymore herself and that they had to resort to surrogates, but she’d accepted it  a long time ago.  She looked up just once more at the peaceful face of her on whose chest she lay her head every night and fell in love with him all over again.