Chapter 128 - He Stole My Heart, I Stole His Child

3 weeks later….

Axel POV

“Are you sure you don’t mind keeping them all for the night?” I asked Thyra and my dad, thinking that they were both crazy for offering.

“Boy, if you don’t move your ass and get out of here, I’ll move it for you,” Dad growls at me, then goes back to cooing and sweet talking to Lauren, like he’s not a total fucking grouch.

Thyra sends him a disapproving look, then grins at me, cradling Leah against her. “We’re fine. I’ve been looking forward to this for a while now. Don’t ruin it for me. Go enjoy time alone with your mate and leave us to enjoy time being grandparents.”

I hesitate at the door, looking into the living room to see Aly cuddling between the two boys on the couch, each of them with one of her arms in their lap, being forced to rub it while she watches the show Taegan just put on for her. Rian even lifts a piece of popcorn from his bowl beside him and puts it in her mouth for her. She’s got everybody but Bailey trained to do her bidding.

“Go,” Thyra huffs at me. “We will be fine.”

“Okay,” I sighed, “Call me if it’s too much. I can come right back.”

“Fuck, Axel. Fucking go!” Dad growls, kicking the door shut right in my face.

“Jackass,” I mutter.

“Annoying fucking brat,” Dad mind linked me, having heard me. He has to share grandparent time with Katherine now, which he’s been an ass about since she practically lives with us. He’s been begging for time with them exclusively for a while now. It’s funny that he doesn’t mind sharing with Thyra, but will tug-o-war with Katherine for whichever baby she is holding when he comes over.

Fuck, I’m tired. I do probably look like shit too. Two babies means twice the work, around the fucking clock. I don’t know how Bailey does it when I’m at work during the day. She has her mom to help her, but it’s still a lot of work, especially with two other kids to look after.

Thankfully, Aly treats her new sisters like baby dolls and isn’t very worried about sharing attention yet. I can see tantrums begin forming periodically, like when Dad is paying attention to the twins and not her, or when Katherine is singing a song while rocking one of the twins, but Taegan senses them too and will distract her.

He’s always been mature for his age, but after getting back, that maturity has sky-rocketed. I feel, more than ever, that he is a grown man in a young boy’s body. He says really intelligent things at times that completely throw me off, and he is always snickering to himself with his eyes glowing blue. He told us he’s talking to his Lycan when he does that, but that concept is hard to grasp.

I wonder if this was how Bailey felt when she first learned that we were werewolves? It was hard for her to wrap her head around that for a while, thinking we were some freaky cult obsessed with teenage paranormal romance movies.

Taegan will sense the tantrum forming in Aly, and before she can even get her lip to fully quiver, he pops into the room with a “Hey, Aly, let’s go do this,” or “Hey, Aly. Let’s go get a snack.” We have even started to let him take Aly for walks by themselves. Bailey will start giggling at me whenever I get worried, telling me, “I doubt anyone is safer to be with than our son.”

What I really find unbelievable is when Taegan will shift and let Conri, the creepy and colossal canine, out. The giant Lycan is just as gentle and loving to Aly as Taegan. Aly doesn’t find him scary at all either. It’s like she has two brothers in one body. Conri came out to train with the warriors for the first time a few weeks ago, and it took Aly running on the field from the sidelines where she was supposed to be playing with Conner, running straight for her big brother’s Lycan for the warriors to not fear my son any longer.

Conri stooped down, caught Aly mid-run, then threw her in the air while she squealed and giggled wildly. He spent the rest of training carrying her on his shoulders, acting like her living puppet as she pulled on his ears and told him where she wanted to go. He didn’t look as scary with a tiny girl on his massive shoulders bossing him around and him acting all obedient. The warriors and other pack members quit being scared of Taegan after that. He never took offense to their behavior, but I was getting fucking pissed. I was about to kick major ass until that happened.

Now, everyone treats Taegan as they did before. The warriors even get brave occasionally and try to challenge his Lycan. No one has beaten him, but they're not too terrified to ask for a rematch.

I park my truck in my spot outside the house, furrowing my brows when I see all the nights are off. Katherine went to see Antonio tonight, but I thought Bailey would still be up waiting for me. Maybe she was too tired. She’s probably already taking advantage of the night without kids and knocked out in bed.

Opening the front door, soft music drifts out of our bedroom, sounds of water lapping in the tub mixed with it.

Well, at least she is still awake. She’s just taking advantage of bathing alone for the first time in weeks, it seems. I’m glad she’s a shifter like me now. She has werewolf healing, so healing from her c-section from the twins only took her a few days. She was suffering for 6 weeks after Aly and couldn’t take baths during that time.

I pulled off my shirt and walked into the bedroom, needing a shower too before I passed out, but when I walked into the bathroom, all thoughts of going to sleep were gone.

Bailey is in the bathtub, just like I thought she would be, but so is something pink buzzing under the water, lit up and glowing under the surface of the thick, fragrant bubbles.

Bailey’s head is tilted back on the edge of the tub, her mouth slack, her body lightly swaying in the tub making the water move back and forth. She senses me and opens her eyes, biting her lip and grinning seductively. Her heavy breasts are floating on the water’s surface. Her hand moves to pull at one of her erect nipples, making her moan.

“You're back. I thought I’d get myself warmed up for you,” she whispers in a sexy husk, making my dick twitch painfully in my jeans.

“Is that a fucking vibrator?” I growled, pissed she’s letting something else give her pleasure besides me.

She giggles, rocking her hips with more gusto, making water spill from the sides of the tub as she moans sweetly. She begins to pant, pulling more aggressively on her pebbled nipple, and the scent of her pussy leaking its delicious juices fills the air. She’s huffing hoarsely, sucking in small desperate puffs of air, the light beneath the bubbles moving with the rhythm of her body. Her back arches and her eyes close as she whimpers with an orgasm.

Jealousy fills me. Even if it’s for a fucking toy, I don’t want anything to please my woman but me.

I growl deeply, taking long strides to get to the bathtub in 3 steps. I reached into the water and pulled the toy out of her, resisting the urge to lick it clean and nearly ripping it in half as I tried to figure out how to turn it off. This thing is going in the fucking trash. I don’t know where or why the fuck she has it, but I’m about to show her exactly why she doesn’t need it.

I tossed the offensive pink object across the bathroom , making it thud loudly against the wall before falling to the floor.

“Hey, that’s mine,” Bailey pouts.

“The fuck it is,” I growled, bending down and lifting her from the bathtub, groaning when I could see how wet her pussy was from the thing. “Where the fuck did you get that?”

She giggles and shrugs, wrapping her hands around my neck. “You don’t want to know.”

“Yes I fucking do,” I snarl, carrying her to the bathroom counter, setting her plump ass on the granite so I can unbuckle and pull down my jeans.

"Your cousin," she giggles as I make a disgusted face. I'm getting that brat back later.

Bailey's eyes are twinkling mischievously, making my anger rise. Fucking hell, she’s playing with me right now. Her pussy is so wet, sweetening the air around us with her lusty aroma. I rubbed my aching cock up and down her slick folds, envy filling me that a toy made her get like this and not me. She wraps her legs around me, digging her wet heels into my ass, jerking me towards her and making my dick bury deep inside her tight pussy in a quick, forceful thrust. I groaned loudly, not expecting the sudden movement, and fucking just like that, I nut deep inside of her.

“Now we’re even. Wanna see who can make the other get to 3 first?” Her hot breath fans over my ear, making a shiver run up my spine. She is clenching her pussy around my dick, milking me and making my lower body go fucking weak.

“You wanna play, baby, we will fucking play,” I growled, lifting her by her plump ass, my hands bruisingly tight on her soft flesh. My mouth is on hers, my tongue moving against hers, swallowing her soft moans as I use my strength to start lifting and rotating her on my cock.

Fuck, it’s been fucking weeks since we’ve had sex like this. Months, actually. Yeah, we would play lightly after the curse was lifted, and I’d try to make sure her needs were met every chance I could. I was still treating her like she was breakable, I guess, and didn’t want to strain her too much. That’s out the fucking window now.

We are kid free and I’m giving her my dick all fucking night. Screw sleep. I’ll sleep in my office tomorrow if I fucking have to. I’m going to beat my wife at her little game, and then I’m going to drive every fucking orgasm I can out of her until the sun comes up.

I kicked off my pants that came all the way down to below my knees as I walked into our bedroom with my wife in my hands, my dick still plunged deep inside of her. I crawl on my knees up the surface of the bed, making her gasp as each thrust pushes deeper and deeper inside her pussy.

“I want to be on top,” she whimpers as I begin to lay her wet body on the bed.

“I think you’ve had enough control for one night,” I growled, dipping my head down to kiss her neck.

She giggles slightly, “Oh, Axel,” she sighs. She wraps her legs around me, using a surprising amount of strength to twist us around, making her hover above me, a smirk on her seductive expression. I try to grab her waist to twist us back around, but she catches my hands, forcing them against the mattress on either side of my face. "I only let you think you have control, baby. This is my game."

Fuck, was she always this strong? No, she wasn’t. She was pretty easy to dominate in the bedroom, but I can see that won’t be the case any longer.

Her large tits are pressing into my face, the soft, pillowy flesh making my dick pulse as they bounce and they press into me. I love her curves. I love every inch of her perfect body, which is making it so much harder to hold back and not lose myself to the pleasure as she bounces on top of me. She is holding my hands tightly in hers as her round hips move and circle, moving up and down on my cock.

Even her pussy is soft and juicy, making controlling my lust impossible. She’s lethal with her movements. Her breathing ragged and her face contorted with pleasure. Fuck, if I had use of my hands, I could rub her swollen clit until she exploded, but there was no getting out of her vice grip.

Unless…..

She’s lost in her own sensations, moving like a fucking porn star on top of me. When her tits bounce near my mouth again, I suck her nipple into my mouth, biting hard on its peak. She screams out, her grip loosening enough for me to get free from her hold, and I quickly move one hand to her pussy, pinching her nerves tightly, my other hand doing the same to her tender nipple, making her milk leak out all over my chest.

She throws her head back with a scream, coming undone. Just in time too. I’ve reached my fucking limit as I empty my balls out inside of her at the same time.

I recover before her. Her first dick-induced orgasm in weeks seemed to be too much for her to process. While she was still comatose from her orgasm, I flipped us over, and started pounding into her, giving neither of us any time to catch our breath. I don’t need it. Just watching her cum on top of me was enough to get me at full mass again, ready for more. I could never get enough of Bailey. She is like oxygen to me, and I didn’t realize how much I was struggling to breathe until I walked into that bathroom and saw her pleasuring herself.

“This is my fucking pussy,” I growl, lifting her legs and watching her thighs jiggle with each of my thrusts. “I’m the only fucking toy this pussy needs.”

“Yes!” she cries, arching her back, gripping the sheets to try and keep herself in place. It’s a losing battle. This game she started is too. I can already feel her walls tightening around me again. “Axel,” she whimpers, reaching for me, “Come here.”

I bent over her, kissing her lips, then started to trail my lips down to her neck, nibbling on my mark. She’s so close. So fucking close to number three.

Right before she gets there, she grabs my shoulders, pulling me flat against her. I feel her mouth on my neck, and it isn’t until I feel her teeth elongate that I realize what she’s doing.

Her canines sink into my flesh, making my body sing as the sparks come alive inside me, shaking me to my very core. My insides are on fire, sweet tingles moving through each of my limbs with her venom and DNA.

She won. I’m coating her insides again with powerful spurts, my balls tightening so much, it feels like electricity is buzzing inside them.

“I won,” she giggles after licking my new mark, making the wound close.

I can feel her. Oh, I can fucking feel her like never before. I can read every emotion running inside of her right now, and every single one is screaming her love for me. Tears began to flood my eyes, feeling her devotion and trust in me. She is mine, forever, and now everyone can see that I am hers.

“I love you, Bailey,” I choked out, resting my head against hers.

She smiles sweetly, her dimples deep in her cheeks. “I love you too, Axel. You will always be able to feel my love for you now. You never have to feel uneasy again.”

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Katherine POV

Lying in Antonio’s bed, tangled in the sheets with him, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, a sated smile rests on my face. Tony kisses the back of my neck, then runs his nose down my spine, making me grin from the tenderness of his touch.

“I missed you in my bed, my love,” he purrs seductively in my ear.

I bite my lips together to keep from saying “me too”. I did miss this. I missed him. But I don’t want him to think I am ready to come back yet. I don’t know when I will ever be, but I know it is not yet the time.

The past several months with my daughter have been the past of my life. I finally feel like I have a second chance to do the right thing and be there for her. I’m not going to put anything before my daughter’s needs ever again. As long as I feel like she wants me and needs me in the pack with her, and as long as her children, my grandchildren need and want me, I will be there for them.

I love Antonio, but I put him first for decades. I owe my daughter for all the times I wasn’t there for her. I owe it to myself. I can have an eternity with Tony. I only have so much time with my daughter.

“How long can you stay, Rina?” he husks, his mouth moving to the sensitive spot behind my ear.

“Morning,” I murmured, “I am going to Max and Thyra’s to help with the babies in the morning.”

“Mmh,” he grunts, pulling me snuggly against him, his chest pressing into my back, making me squirm when I feel his member still excited against me.

He doesn’t want me to go. I can feel it in him, but he won’t say it. He never says it anymore. He just graciously takes any time of mine I can give him, never making me feel guilty for the time we have spent apart.

After the hospital incident, I spent weeks without contacting him. It wasn’t until that night the curse was broken I even thought about starting to let him back into my life. It wasn’t until Bailey told me to tell him thank you on her behalf, after he disappeared with his men without even saying goodbye, that I started to freely reach out to him again.

It started small. I called him to ask him to meet for a drink in town, in a private room at the back of the Beta’s bar. We sat and talked, sipping on wine. I talked. He listened. I told him about my grandchildren, and about how Aly started to call me Kiki. He would ask questions about my life with my daughter, and seemed genuinely happy for me.

When I told him about Addison and Stephanie adopting the three vampire children, he asked me many questions about them, wanting to know what each child was like. He wanted to know everything about them, even what they liked and what sizes of clothes they wore. I know he wanted to start building a relationship with Addison before, but he never showed interest in Stephanie. I think that is why she remained closed off to him.

That night, he asked me so many questions about Stephanie and the kids, then during the next week Addison kept getting deliveries for all of them, all gifts from her father.

She met with him a few times over the past several weeks, and I believe he even has a meeting with the entire family coming up soon. He didn’t tell me any of this. Addison would come talk to me whenever I was visiting my mom. He wasn’t trying to make up with his daughter and her family to impress me. I still haven’t told him that I knew.

He even purchased three mares for the children a few weeks ago when I mentioned the men in the pack building the stables for the kids. He contacted Axel, bought the pack horse trailers and other equipment they would need, and asked nothing more than to include Addison and Stephanie’s kids in the surprise too.

Axel told me all of that. Even though Tony was on pack lands that day, he never mentioned why he was there. He just asked me to meet him for dinner later that week. When I told him that Bailey was giving birth the next day, he just smiled and said congratulations. He then sent gifts for the twins and Bailey later that week, never telling me. Bailey mentioned it to me after opening them.

I reached out to him the following weekend, asking to have dinner. He excitedly agreed, and when the night was over, we parted ways, no more than a kiss on my hand between us. He never once asked for me to come back. I expected it and was nervous about how to respond, but it was a needless worry.

When Bailey told me that she wanted time alone with Axel tonight, she suggested that I have a date night with Tony instead of spending the night with mom, listening to her snore with QVC running on her TV all night. Chris and Dusty have practically moved in with mom now too, and spending the night with their muted grunts in one room, my mother’s snoring in the other, I readily took Bailey’s advice and called Tony, asking if his evening was free.

I expected to find evidence of other women being here, but there was nothing. Even all my belongings were as I left them years ago. I know he had many lovers at the same time before me, and I thought he would go back to that lifestyle without me around. He didn’t. In the entire mansion, there was not even a hair from another female. Even the bed sheets had my scent lingering on them from the last time I slept there.

Tony really is changing.

“Are you tired, my love?” Tony whispers in my ear, “You have to get up early. You should get some sleep.”

I turned in his arms, looking up into his handsome face. “I’m not nearly tired enough to sleep,” I smiled seductively up at him. “Do you think you could help me out with that?”

He chuckles, kisses my head, pulling one of my legs up over his hip. “I’ll see what I can do.”