Page 53 of Mating Mia
"Or just childproof the entire cave system," I suggest with a tired smile.
My mother's eyes soften as she looks at me, concern replacing her amusement. "You look exhausted, sweetheart. Was he up during the night?"
"A bit," I admit, running a hand through my tangled hair. "Kane walked with him for hours, but he was determined to party at three AM."
"Let us take him," my father offers immediately. "You go get some more sleep. We've got everything under control here."
"Are you sure?" I ask, though relief is already washing through me at the prospect of more rest. “He hasn’t eaten yet.”
Ash is already settling against my father's chest, his tiny hand gripping the collar of his shirt with surprising strength.
"Go," my father insists, making a shooing motion with his free hand. "Get some rest. We'll keep this little wolf cub entertained."
Gratitude wells up inside me, so intense it brings unexpected tears to my eyes. This is what family is supposed to be. After spending my childhood with people who saw me as nothing but an inconvenience, the love surrounding me now feels like a miracle.
"Thank you," I say softly, pressing a kiss to Ash's head before making my way back through the stone passages, my body heavy with exhaustion but my heart light. The past six months have been a whirlwind of adjustments—learning to be a mother and reuniting with my parents.
When I return to our sleeping chamber, Kane is still awake, his eyes tracking my movement as I approach. He lifts the blanket in silent invitation, and I slide in beside him, sighing as his warmth envelops me.
"Baby secure?" he murmurs against my hair.
"With his grandparents," I confirm, nestling closer. "They told me to get some more sleep."
“They’re right,” Kane says, his arm tightening around my waist.
I smile against his chest, breathing in his familiar scent. Behind me, I feel the nest shift as Finn slides in closer, his solid presence at my back making me feel extra cozy. Jace remains asleep across our nest, his soft snores filling the quiet space.
Kane's hand drifts lower, sliding beneath the hem of my oversized shirt to cup my breast. His thumb circles my nipple, which immediately hardens beneath his touch. At the same time, Finn's hand finds my ass, squeezing gently through my thin sleep shorts.
"Kane," I warn softly, even as heat blooms between my legs at their touch. "Not here."
"Why not?" he whispers, his fingers finding my other breast, pinching lightly. "Everyone's busy with the baby."
Finn's hand slides around to my front, dipping beneath the waistband of my shorts to find the slick already gathering between my thighs. I bite my lip to hold back a moan when his fingers brush against my clit.
“Because,” I manage to say, my voice strained as desire battles with propriety. “We’re at my parents’ place.”
Kane sighs against my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.
"Then we should go home today," he suggests, his voice dropping to that deep register that never fails to make my pussy clench. "Leave the baby here with his grandparents for a few hours."
Before I can respond, Finn turns me onto my other side so that I’m facing him.
“I need this,” says Finn, lifting my shirt until my breast pops out. Lowering his mouth, he wraps his lips around my breast, sucking it. His tongue circles my nipple through the thin fabric. He sucks harder, and I feel the dampness spreading across my shirt as milk leaks into his waiting mouth while Kane squeezes my ass.
"Fuck," I breathe, my resolve weakening as Finn continues to suckle, providing relief for my often painfully full breasts while simultaneously making my pussy throb with need every time he does it.
It's been too long since I've had all three of them. Our nights at the waterfall cave are necessarily chaste, with my parents and baby nearby. The few nights we spend at our rental house are precious opportunities for the kind of primal pleasure that binds us together as mates.
"We'll go home after breakfast," I agree, my voice breathy as Finn's teeth graze my sensitive nipple. "A few hours away won't hurt."
Kane's approving growl vibrates against my back as he pulls me closer, his cock hardening against my ass.
“Excellent,” he murmurs, kissing my neck. “Now get some sleep. You’ll need your energy later.”
Hours later, Kane is making good on his promise.
Back at our rental home, I’m sitting on the bed, my back against the headboard as Finn and Jace flank me on either side, their hot mouths sealed around my nipples, drinking the milk that's been making my breasts ache with fullness.
