Page 9 of Reaping Havoc
But I had my own reasons for stopping at the market. I needed to stock up on more balloons and planned to pick them up as I finished off our grocery list. I walked to my bike and sat on the saddle, pulling on my gloves. As I started the engine and pulled out of the driveway, I glanced at the house.
Goddamn, I loved my life. Every fucking moment since I met my sexy nurse. She was everything to me, along with mybabies, my brother, and his ol’ lady. It felt fucking good to be happy. After all the shit with my sister and how she died, I never dreamed I’d reunite with a lost sibling and have children with a woman who not only accepted me but also adored me. I had a lot to be thankful for.
“DADDY.”
“Whatcha doin’?”
Both Gavin and Gage spoke in unison often. It could be a bit freaky, but I thought it was fucking fantastic.
My Reaper chuckled. He loved the twins and their wild energy. I felt his affection for the boys as they approached from behind.
“Filling water balloons,” I explained.
The boys found me as I crouched in front of the tub in the guest bathroom, filling balloons and tying them off before I dropped them into a big bucket. I needed to stock up before I left the house.
“Can we help?”
“Yep. I’ll show you how to fill them.”
I didn’t anticipate how messy this was going to get. About five minutes in, both boys were already soaked from dropping full balloons. Five of them popped from overfilling. The floor was soaked. Nylah would be pissed if she saw this.
“Ian Azrael Braxton.”
Shit. Too late.
I turned my head, catching Nylah’s frown. “My love?”
“The floor is soaked. It’s trickling toward the doorway.”
Gavin giggled as Gage dropped a balloon, and water splashed both of them.
“I have it under control,” I announced, rising to my feet to grab a few towels. “I’ll have it cleaned up in no time.”
She tapped her foot. “And the wet towels?”
I winked at her, flashing a grin full of teeth. The Reaper might have helped with that. “Going in the load of laundry I’m doin’.”
Nylah rubbed her belly and nodded, nearly waddling as she walked away. Fuck me. Her ass was fucking delicious when she was pregnant. Something about that extra weight made her irresistible to me. I couldn’t keep my hands off her curves.
“Hey,” I called out.
She stopped, turning slightly to catch my grin. “Yes, my sexy bastard?”
Damn. She had a way of making my cock hard and my focus shift right to her and her tight pussy with only one look. I loved that fucking nickname, and she knew it. It was the name I put into the contacts of her phone list when we first met, and she never changed it.
“Go bare. I wanna wake you up and taste you later.”
I would have used more detail, but you know, little ears were listening.
Nylah’s cheeks turned pink. “Rael.”
“I’m serious, kitten. Bare. Easy access.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “I’ll come find you later.”
She smiled.
“And then we’ll both come.”
“Rael,” she hissed, cutting her gaze to the boys.
