Risking Fate (Mitchell Family #4)(78)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I’d missed her on such an internal level and being inside of her like this overwhelmed me with an extra kind of pleasure. Her hands were on my chest, dragging her nails over my hard ni**les. I dove down to her mouth and licked at her tongue that was waiting out of her mouth for me. She teased me with her own, making me come in once more to feel it touch mine. I loved when she teased me. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? We shouldn’t be doing this yet.”

Miranda kissed me again, making sure there was no way I would be able to stop. Her tongue took over my ability to think and within a few seconds of her hot kissing, I was only focused on one thing.

The position was difficult to not put any weight on my wife’s stomach, so I couldn’t touch her like I wanted to. I turned her on her side, freeing one of my hands up to be able to explore. I reached around and grabbed her supple ass and pulled it into my deep thrusts. As Miranda moaned, I knew she was getting the same pleasure out of our new position. We scissored our legs together and the friction of our skin hitting became louder. The slapping sounds turned me on and she knew it. I looked down and watched myself sliding in and out of my wife. Every single thrust brought me to the brink of explosion. Miranda grabbed one of my ass cheeks and dug her nails deep into it, pulling me against her harder and I couldn’t hold out anymore. It had been too long and it felt way too good. I let myself go, releasing all of the pent up pain and hurt of the past months. I felt free, like I had my wife back completely. Something made us stronger and nothing would come between us again, because this time she would be in control. In that moment she gave herself to me in an almost euphoric state of mind. I felt her love radiating through every single inch of my body.

We lay there side by side, stroking each other’s skin and stealing kisses from one another. I was happier than any words could have explained, even when Jake started to whine from his little vibrating chair. Miranda laughed as I rolled my eyes and climbed out of bed to grab some boxers and then our son.

After running into his room and changing his diaper, I brought him back to his mother and laid him beside her. He found her tit like he was starving to death and was content to nurse while laying right beside her. I climbed in behind him and held her hand, while looking into her eyes. “Thank you for this life and for not leaving me. This is the only place I could ever want to be.”

She smiled and looked down at our nursing son. She opened her mouth to say something, but the baby monitor started blowing up with Jax’s crying. We both laughed as I climbed out of bed, to repeat the same routine with our second son.

Things were going to be hectic and a real pain in the ass for the next eighteen years, but I wanted to spend every single minute of them with my wife, because she made every single second of it worth living.

Chapter 30

Miranda

The hurt wasn’t all the way gone, but it was going away. I’d given Ty my heart again and after being home for almost a month, we were back to our normal, yet very crazy life. Ty and Conner were busy with new additions to the farm and the kids took up every second of my time. Bella’s fifth birthday was just days away and the family was due in for her birthday party.

I’d spoke to the lawyers office several different times inquiring about the papers and the custody case and I knew that what I was waiting for was in the mail.

I hadn’t told Ty yet and part of me knew he would get upset, but the other part knew he would be so happy that it wouldn’t even matter. I wanted this surprise for my husband. He deserved to have Bella as his own and now it would be set in stone for her whole life. Nothing would ever be able to tear them apart.

The lawyer agreed to keep Ty on the down low about the paternity, but he had already sent out notification that the visitation hearing had been cancelled indefinitely. Ty was so happy that he never even questioned it anymore.

Conner was the only one to know about my secret. He had mixed feelings about me keeping such a big secret, but he also saw the happy part where I told Ty that Bella, his Izzy, was forever his daughter in life and on paper. In his mind, he never needed the paper, but I knew how much it was going to mean to him to have it and in the long run it would mean a lot for his name to be on his daughter’s birth certificate. One day, if he wanted to tell her the truth, I would leave it up to him. No test could ever change the fact that he was her only father.

With my brother and Ty working so hard on the farm, I found myself consumed with mommy duty. I didn’t mind it, but as the boys grew, so did their appetites. I couldn’t wait to feed them solid foods, in fear of my br**sts turning to mush. Of course, Ty being Ty, would just say he would buy me knew ones that would stand the test of time. He claimed that even after we were dead and buried, I would still have perfect tits, and then he asked if we could be buried in the same coffin so he could have them on top of him while his body decomposed into mine. Yeah, that was my husband, the weirdo nut job that I couldn’t get enough of.

Since we got home from the hospital it seemed as if Conner was going out every night. He would never talk about what he was doing, but he never came home drunk or seemingly messed up at all. Sometimes he seemed like he was in bad mood though. He refused to tell me who he was with and what he was doing. He really liked to shoot pool, so I just assumed he was out at the local bar, playing billiards all night.

He and Ty played pool in the barn some nights and Ty said my brother was a real good shot. I guess that’s what happens when you’d played as long as he had. Since Conner seemed okay, I never worried too much about him. He was saving his money and even talking about buying a parcel of land from Ty’s dad to build a small house on. We had plenty of room for him on the farm itself, but he said he needed to start thinking about long term.

Our mother wasn’t too thrilled about his decision to stay here instead of going home to Kentucky. I guess she thought he would eventually move back home with her. I mean, it was the plan all along, until he moved here and realized he could start fresh.

Conner had been grabbing me the mail every day in hopes of my surprise to Ty being in there. When he came walking up the lane holding some envelopes, my heart started beating out of my chest. I met him outside instead of letting him walk in, even though I knew he was going to come in anyway.

“I wasn’t bein’ nosey, but there is an envelope from the lawyers office in there.”

I flipped through them until I saw the largest of the envelopes with the Kentucky address on it. “Oh God, it’s here.”