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THREE YEARS LATER...
"Niklaus Saint-fucking-Clair, I swear to God, if you touch those cookies—"
Nik looked up from the plate, one of them in his hands. I could see him swallow one that he already ate and I swear I could feel my eye twitch.
"What're you gonna do?" He immediately challenged, stalking towards me until he was as close as he could get, my pregnant belly getting in his way. "Kill me? Let's be honest, Kiara, you've threatened that more in the three years we've been together than I've heard in my life—yet I'm still here."
I scowled at him, trying to get away when Nik cupped my cheeks with a tiny smirk. I was cautious as I moved, though being only three months pregnant, maneuvering around the counter as I walked in circles through the kitchen. It didn't take long for Nik to catch me.
"Leave me alone," I grumbled, turning my head so he kissed my cheek instead of my lips. "You're constantly pushing my buttons and you know that I-I can only take so much of your bullshit before I explode a-and—"
"Woah, woah, woah," he let out, his hands going to my waist and pulling me back to him. "Five minutes ago, you were telling me that I can joke around because you're not like those emotional pregnant women and now you're saying I'm making you explode?"
I sniffled and Nik's face fell. "What did I—"
"You yelled at me," I choked out, making Niklaus stare up at the ceiling. I thought he was going to curse the Gods but all he did was smile to himself, eventually meeting my gaze again and kissing my forehead.
Let's just say being pregnant again wasn't as easy as when I was pregnant with the twins. When I was pregnant then, all I did was want to have sex. I'd eat nothing but ice cream with soya sauce and then the second Nik would get home from work, I'd attack. But this pregnancy was a rollercoaster; from constantly crying or yelling to always stuffing my face, that made me more insecure about my weight and how Nik viewed me.
Nik. The guy who was still as head-over-heels in love with me as he was three years ago. The man who would let me sleep in all day while he took care of the kids before even trying to get me out of bed because he wanted me to have as much energy as possible in the morning. The man who didn't hesitate to leave work because the twins were being a handful and I was at my breaking point.
At the end of the day, I always felt so bad for him, and that would always go from being lovey-dovey to ripping his pants off and letting him take me.
"I'm sorry for yelling," he chuckled out, kissing the top of my head. "Come here."
Niklaus sat down on the couch and I slowly shuffled towards him, gasping when he pulled me on his lap, rolling his eyes at my complaints.
"I've had a long day, Kiara," he mumbled out to me, causing me to pause and purse my lips. "Just please let me relax with my wife for five minutes."
I frowned slightly, biting my lip before nodding. Nik helped me adjust so I was turned to the side, sighing quietly and kissing my head. I played with his shirt and was surrounded with my own thoughts until Niklaus helped pull me out of them by running a hand through my hair
"I'm sorry," I whispered, biting my lip. "I-I know how much of a handful I am right now and I don't mean to be but—"
"Don't apologize to me for anything, Kiara," Nik was quick to interrupt, looking down at me. "Ever. You're carrying my child and that's a hundred times more important than my crankiness."
I smiled shyly, my head moving back to his shoulder. "Did your brother take the twins?"
He nodded, pressing his lips to different areas of my skin. "Mason and Evan wouldn't stop talking about how much they miss their cousins so they're staying there for the weekend."
I chuckled quietly. "They babble quite a bit for toddlers."
Niklaus smiled, finally kissing my lips. The kiss was brief but it was still enough to get my heart pounding in my chest, and I gripped the back of his head while returning the kiss with equal passion.
"Fuck," he whispered breathlessly, not stopping me as I shifted on his lap. I cupped his cheeks, kissing him again. "How the hell can you go from gushing over our kids to grinding on me?"
I smiled against his lips, feeling his hand go to my stomach and rub it slowly. I pulled away only for that reason, watching as his hand lifted the giant shirt to run his fingertips along it.
"I can't believe you're having my child," he mumbled, causing me to smile softly. "Again. I... I really need to start using a condom if this is the last child you want."
I chuckled, leaning down and kissing his lips softly. "Trust me, St. Clair, I want at least another child... maybe two."
Niklaus laughed, shaking his head. "That's six children, kitten."
"That's a problem?" I asked softly, frowning slightly.
"What? No! Obviously not," he was quick to respond, cupping my cheeks. "I'll have as many children with you as you want. Besides, it's a win-win on how the baby is made and when the baby is born."
I could feel my face heat up when he smirked at me, licking his lips. I stood up suddenly, causing my shirt to fall, and grabbed his tie, pulling him up with me and making our way upstairs. As we walked down the hall, I struggled to concentrate since Niklaus had one arm around my waist, his lips practically glued to my neck as he kissed and sucked.
"At least wait until we're in the bedroom, baby," I breathed out, giggling when he picked me up and carried me inside, pressing his lips to mine the second the door closed.
I could already feel how hot I was between my legs and it only worsened when Niklaus pushed my panties to the side, kissing my shoulder before rubbing my release against my clit. I moaned, arching my back as Nik used his fingers slowly, pressing his lips to mine in a gentle kiss.
"Legs around my waist," he whispered. "I can tell you're too wet to wait and I—"
"You're as hard as a rock," I breathed back, moaning even louder when he pushed two fingers into me, curling them up deeply. "Fuck..."
My trembling hands struggled to help Niklaus unbuckle his belt, kissing him desperately. He groaned lowly and returned my kiss, pulling his pants down and throwing them off. I had already undone his shirt by then, throwing it off of him and into the room.
"Oh, fuck," I dragged out, clutching his shoulders when Nik pushed into me, one of his arms around my waist, his other hand gripping my neck firmly.
I bit my lip, my eyes rolling back as he began to slowly thrust into me, breathing heavily before kissing me slowly. I moaned quietly, digging my nails into his shoulder blades, trying my hardest to breathe without struggle as Niklaus began to quicken his pace, his hips meeting mine repeatedly as he watched my face closely.
"Fuck, Nik!" I cried out, my head tilting back. His lips pressed to my neck in gentle kisses, his hips moving faster as he urged me closer to my release.
"Come on, baby," he whispered into my ear, pulling out before slamming into me. My mouth fell open but no sounds left, feeling my eyes roll back before he repeated those actions over... and over...
I don't know if I can take it...
"Look at me," he ordered, causing me to whimper and meet his dark eyes. Nik smirked at me, licking his lips. "Good girl."
I moaned in response and felt him pull me closer, his hands gripping my hips before he pushed deeper into me, his smirk being the last thing I saw before my eyes closed.
"Fuck, fuck... Nik!" My mouth fell open and a loud moan tore through my lips. "I-I..."
Niklaus moved his head from the front to the back of my neck, lifting my head and kissing me roughly. His hips only began to move faster from the sounds of my moans, our bodies moving in sync as he brought me closer to the edge.
I swear, the oxygen left my body when he angled my hips up, pushing right against my g-spot.
"Holy... fuckk!" I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling back just as Nik raised his eyebrows in realization, pushing into that area specifically
"You're so close for me," he whispered into my ear, causing me to moan louder and move a hand to his hair. I gripped it tightly. "I want you to come, baby."
"Mhm..." I breathed out heavily, biting down on my lip hard. "Shit!"
I cried out, my back arching as he pushed me closer and closer to my orgasm., thrusting into me repeatedly. "Fuck, I-I'm close!"
"I know, baby," he mumbled to me, making me whimper.
Our hands eventually. I joined and he pulled my hands above my head, kissing me again. My body trembled as I finally found my release, chanting Niklaus's name as I came.
He groaned with me, slowing his thrusts down and kissing me slower. I moaned, loosening my grip on Nik's hair as I clenched around him, hearing him hiss.
"Fucking hell, Kiara," he groaned out, tipping his head back. I bit my lip as I watched him come undone, his jaw clenching as he released inside of me. I moaned quietly while his hips rolling forward slowly, eventually falling on top of me, catching himself.
"Jesus Christ," he whispered as we breathed heavily. Niklaus moved his head to my neck and I played with his hair, allowing the silence to consume us.
"I still got it," he mumbled, making me laugh.
"Eh," I responded, making his head snap up and meet my amused stare. "I mean, you've lost it a bit but—"
"Shut up," he muttered, hearing my laugh just as he pressed our lips together, rolling me on top of him.
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(another) THREE YEARS LATER...
"Evan, get your behind back here so I can change—Mason! I told you to stop playing with your toys ten minutes ago!"
I grabbed hold of Evan as he ran passed me, finally managing to put his shirt on before kissing his cheek and releasing him. Mason ran up to me next and I chuckled at his impatient, putting his shirt on before letting him play. I stood up with a groan, holding onto my back and round belly before waddling into my daughter's room, noticing how much more quiet she was as she put a tiara on our golden retriever.
We let the kids name him Pogo. Why? Because they had the Pogo corn dogs for lunch the day we got him.
"Mommy?" Maizie softly asked, looking back and smiling widely. She stood up and ran to me, giggling when I picked her up, setting her on my hip. "Is Daddy home?"
"Very soon," I replied, kissing her cheek. Maizie giggled. "Come on, baby, we need to get you dressed for Daddy's birthday."
She smiled widely, allowing me to undress her from her pyjamas and put her in her favourite flowery dress. Once I was finished, I kissed her forehead and let her go, watching as she ran out of the room calling for her brothers.
"My God," I muttered as my back ached, calling the kids to follow me downstairs. I barely got down one step before the three of them and the dog decided to speed passed me, completely ignoring the other staircase on the opposite side.
I almost died.
Right on cue, Niklaus walked in and took his shoes off, grinning widely when he saw his children stampeding towards him. He took his blazer off next and got on one knee, laughing as they tackled him to the ground.
"I've missed my little monsters," he laughed out, kissing each of their heads. "You didn't give Mommy a hard time, did you?"
"Mason did!" Maizie called out, making him glare at her.
"Did not!"
"Did, too! I saw!"
By the time I finally made it down the stairs, Nik was lecturing them about giving me a hard time whenever he was at work. I leaned on the wall and watched him with a smile, waiting until he finally let them go to play before making my way towards him.
"God, I missed you," he whispered, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. I smiled, moving a hand to the back of his neck as I returned his gentle kiss.
"Hey," I murmured, pecking his lips one more time. "How was work?"
"Boring," he simply responded, moving his hand to my stomach and rubbing it. "I just couldn't wait to get home to see you and the kids."
I chuckled, shaking my head while he kissed the top of my head. Nik gently turned me around and I went to ask what he was doing, only to groan in relief when he began to massage into my back and shoulders.
"I'm sorry I've been working so much more," he whispered to me, kissing my shoulder. "We got a new contractor and they've been adding ideas so I couldn't even have a few days off—"
"Don't apologize," I murmured, tiredly smiling. "You need to look after your company, I understand. Me and the kids have a fun time, anyway, and me and Maizie play dolls while the twins are at school."
Niklaus hummed, kissing my jaw.
"I made the kids pasta and made that chicken Parm I know you love," I then said, feeling him smile against my skin. He turned me around, as close as he could be with my very pregnant belly in the way, and kissed my forehead.
"And maybe after dinner, I can have the chef special?" He mumbled against my lips, grinning at I laugh when he smacked my butt. "Haven't had it in awhile."
"You had the chef special three nights ago, ass-wipe," I scoffed, shuffling to the kitchen and taking the tiny plastic bowls out for the kids.
"Mommy, what's the chef special?" Evan softly asked from behind us, causing me to jump and turn around. "Did you make something else?"
Nik snorted but quickly looked away and covered his mouth when I glared at him. I looked back to Evan, clearing my throat.
"No, baby, I didn't make anything else," I said softly, watching as he pursed his lips "Daddy's just being silly, ignore him."
I kissed Evan's head and he ran off, hearing Niklaus chuckling in the background. I faced him once more and smacked his chest but that only made his laughter double.
"Damnit, St. Clair," I muttered, hitting him with a towel. "I told you about saying things like that with the kids around."
He chuckled, helping me put pasta in the bowls before telling the kids to sit at the table. While they are, I put mine and Nik's bowls together.
"I love you," he murmured, kissing the top of my head. After smacking my butt, he joined everyone at the table and I smiled when the kids began laughing even more.
I looked at the table, smiling when I saw Nik not-so-sneakily hand Pogo a meatball as he made the children. I shook my head to myself, remembering when all I wanted to do was kill him.
Well, as you can tell, we've come a very long way from then.
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THE END