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"Lucas," I sighed his name. "I'm fine. The baby is fine."

I could see the worry in his eyes. "The doctor cleared me weeks ago."

"You're sure?"

I nodded. I had asked and was very clear about what I was asking the doctor. Lucas and I hadn't fucked. We'd done things, but we hadn't had sex. Not good, shatter me apart sex. And I desperately wanted to feel Lucas ravage my body.

"I'm good to go."

Lucas shifted, and like a wish, he was moving quicker. My arms tightened around him as he hit my G-spot, and I moaned loudly.

I felt that build-up felt the way he roughly took me. And I wanted it. I needed it. I needed to have an orgasm. I needed to fuck my husband. I needed to feel that victory because we had won.

I cried out as an orgasm hit me hard like a train, clinging to him like he was my lifeline. And Lucas came with me. He grunted my name as he filled me.

We were both panting, his head pressed against me. Sweat filled the air, and I chuckled. "We're going to need to clean this table."

"Or throw it out altogether," he laughed.

I giggled at him, staring into his eyes, knowing I was safe.

Chapter 28 - Lucas

I could hear crying and jerked up. The room was dark, the curtains drawn, and I quickly looked at the clock. Twelve fifteen. Just a little past midnight. I glanced over to Gina's side of the bed and found it was empty. The sheets were thrown up, telling me she already left the bed.

I rubbed at my eyes, crawled out from under the sheets, and walked out of the room towards the nursery. I found Gina sitting in the rocking chair nursing Joseph, our son. Only a couple of weeks old, Joseph was the most beautiful little thing I'd ever seen. He was a perfect mixture of me and Gina.

Gina looked up, her eyebrows raising. "Sorry, I was adjusting, and my boob popped out of his mouth."

I couldn't help but smirk. "I'd cry, too."

She rolled her eyes, but a smile pulled from her lips as she looked down at Joseph. He had deep brown hair, and his fingers were curled up, one of them around her ring finger as she rocked him. He looked so small in her arms. They were both the most beautiful things I had in my life.

"Do you want me to take him?" I asked. "I can make a bottle and let you go back to bed."

She shook her head. "I like nursing him. It's a nice bonding time for us."

I leaned against the door frame, staring at them. I never thought I'd be there. Married to my mate, with a baby boy. I'd thought it would be hard and that I'd be cold and harsh, but I wasn't. The baby brought out a side of me I didn't know existed. Though, Gina told me over and over that it had always been there.

"How long have you been up?" I asked, pushing off the wall and walking toward her.

"What time is it?" she asked, not breaking eye contact with the baby.

"A little past midnight now," I said, reaching a handout and running a finger over Joseph's cheek.

She looked up and frowned. "Well, I was guessing two hours. I didn't realize I'd been up for that long."

"Have you been feeding him this entire time?"

She shook her head. "No. I woke up and went to get some water. I came to check on him, and I guess I had been staring for a while. I just started to feed him a little bit ago."

Just then, Joseph moved, letting go of her nipple, and made a soft sigh. He curled his hands closer, his lips smacking together in satisfaction.

"How about I burp him, and you go crawl back into bed? You need the sleep."

Gina frowned. "Are you sure? I know you've been working, so it's only fair I watch him. You didn't even get to bed until a little past ten."

I reached out, took Joseph, and pulled him close. I kissed her head. "Just because I've been working doesn't mean you haven't been. It's a job to watch after him; you deserve rest just like I do. If not more, because you get up more in the night."

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