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“Abu, comeplay,” Gabbi insisted, tugging on his pants, her voice at a pitch that I’d never experienced before.
Dear Goddess Mother, is this what happens when she’s with other children?
When he smiled down at her, his lips curling in that way that mademy heart a squishy mess, I was startled to realize how handsome he was.
Damn him and his good looks.
“Of course, Gruk-ir,” he said, lifting her into his arms. She screeched with joy so loud I cringed, and I watched his sensitive ears twitch, but his smile never left his face. “It’s your day.”
He carried her to where the other children were gathered and she sat in his arms, imperious as a queen, pointing to where he needed to go and bossing everyone around. He allowed it, leading the entire group to where she wanted to play.
I melted as he laughed with the children, my ovaries quivering in a way that wasalarming.
You donotwant babies with this male, Tasia. Snap out of it. You don’t want any more children.
The last was a blatant lie, but I was becoming used to lying to myself. Especially when it came to males.
Chapter Twenty-one
Enka
I’m exhausted.
I’d trained to be a warrior. I’d survived in the leanest, most difficult situations. But this playroom with this many younglings was killing me.
I lifted what felt like the seven hundred and fifth child into the air, swinging them in an arc over my head while they laughedraucously. I looked down at the line that was still going strong in front of me.
Fuck me.
“Alright,” Tasia said, coming over and folding her arms under her ample chest—accentuating a pair of breasts that held me in a thrall. “It’s time for cake! Let’s leave Enka alone and all get a spot at the table.”
The collective groan was loud in the room, but I sagged with relief, sending a grateful smile in her direction. She winked at me—something I’d never thought I would ever see in my lifetime—before leading the younglings toward the tables near the door.
They were laden with food and the younglings hit them like a pack of wild locusts, giggling, screaming as they did. I was making my way over when a little hand took mine. I looked down to see Gabbi walking alongside me, completely nonchalant about the fact that her tiny hand only wrapped around one of my fingers.
“Blow out the candles with me, Abu,” she demanded, and I nodded, struggling to clear my throat so I could speak through the rush of emotions that filled me.
“Of course,” I told her, charmed and humbled that she was making me such a big part of her day.
At the head of the table was a huge cake of her favorite cartoon—that we watched together. Her scream when she spotted the cake was drowned out by the noise of all the other younglings.
She dropped my finger, lifting her arms for me to lift her instead. I did, ensuring she was secure and comfortable before turning back to the table. Tasia stood next to the cake, a smile lighting up her gorgeous face.
“Happy birthday, Gabbi-girl,” she whispered, for our ears alone, leaning in to press a kiss to our daughter’s cheek. I lowered her so she had access and Gabbi threw her arm around her mother’s neck and then mine, yanking us close so that we were all pressed together. I found myself face to face with Tasia, our breaths mingling and our gazes locked.
“Hey,” I whispered, my brain misfiring. I couldn’t think of a single thing that I wanted more than to stay here—right in this position—surrounded by my two females for the rest of my life.
“Kiss her, Abu,” Gabbi insisted, shoving us even harder together.
Since when did she get so strong?
“I don’t think your mommy wants that,” I chuckled, knowing she was probably uncomfortable.
“She does!” Gabbi said with a frown, shoving her face and planting a loud kiss on her mother’s lips. “See? Mommy loves being kissed.”
It took us a moment but it wasn’t long before both Tasia and I fell into laughter. Gabbi frowned at us, pushing at our necks even harder and I searched Tasia’s gaze, waiting for consent. When she nodded, I leaned in, pressing my lips gently against hers.
It didn’t last longer than a few seconds, but when I pulled away from the innocent kiss, I was breathless. Clearing my throat, I settled Gabbi back against my chest, ignoring the smug grin she had across her face.
