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“Babies?”

“They’re perfect. Strong as hell, they must take after their father.”

He tries to smile, but it comes out more like a twitch of his lips.

“Love… you…”

I kiss his knuckles, holding them to my cheek. “I love you too. We all do.”

Knox puts a hand on his shoulder, gentle. “You did it, Prez. You made it back.”

Axel’s eyes close again, his breathing steadying—but this time, it’s not the stillness of coma. It’s the exhaustion of someone who’s just clawed their way back to the world.

And he’s here. With us.

And no one is ever going to part us again.

Epilogue

Axel

Six Months Later

The last thought that crossed my mind as I lost control of my bike that fateful night was of Leah’s face and how I would never see it again. When I woke up a week later, her angelic face was the first thing I saw. For a brief moment, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I suppose, in a way, I did since my life since then has been as close to perfect as I could imagine.

Sure, rehabilitation and PT have been a bitch, but with Leah and my best friends by my side, and knowing I’m lucky to be alive, have made it bearable. Six months later, I’m almost back to normal, though I walk with a slight limp now and always will, thanks to the bike crushing my leg. I enjoy teasing Jace about that to no end, since it was his motorcycle I was riding. Chuck feels terrible for taking my bike as if that might have made a difference, but I don’t regret it one bit. If he hadn’t gotten Chug to the hospital when he did, our friend would have died.

With Tony and Lucifer both dead, and the Hellhounds disbanded, we made it perfectly clear that a new leader with the same ideals would be quickly shut down. Our men did a number on their clubhouse too, so that helped to stop any potential new president from picking up where Lucifer left off. Some of the members even asked to join the Steel Vipers, they were heavily vetted and it turned out that many had disapproved of Lucifer’s plans for the club but were too afraid to leave as other deserters had been killed.

We had some housekeeping to do at the Steel Vipers too. With it coming to light that Wolf was a traitor, we had to weed out any others. It’s going to take time, but I feel confident that the club is going to move in a newer, better direction. Then, of course, we had to rebuild our clubhouse. Tonight is the grand opening and Leah will be performing, bump and all. I’m in constant awe of how strong she’s been throughout all of this. She’s an old lady that any Prez would be proud to have.

Thankfully, Leah didn’t face any charges for killing Tony, nor did we for Lucifer’s death. It helped that we’d managed to take out the city’s most notorious crime lord and the most troublesome motorcycle gang leader in one fell swoop. One stipulation of that was that the Steel Vipers had to be whiter than white and legal from now on. Considering Zeus had been in the process of trying to do just that, I was only too happy to agree. I have a family to consider, and the legacy I leave behind for my kids is going to be a positive one.

I roll over in bed to look at Leah, who’s still fast asleep. She looks even more beautiful now that she’s heavily pregnant. Her bump is huge, she looks like she’s ready to pop, but she’s still a few months away. All of us are obsessed with her bump. I think it’s become a bit of a kink for us. I like nothing more than to spend hours giving her massages and rubbing oil into it to help her prevent stretch marks.

It’s my turn to share a bed with her, we tend to take it in turns since trying to fit five of us in a bed is a struggle. However, we’ve almost finished the house conversion which will better fit our expanding family. We’re knocking through and combining our house with Zeus and Donna’s old place to make a giant family-sized home. One that will have a big old room with a massive bed for nights when we do all want to share—and to play in—as well as our own bedrooms for when we need some alone time. Plus it will have a large nursery for the babies. Down the line, we may need to give up some space for when the quadruplets want their own rooms, but for now, that’s not a concern. We decided to keep the genders a surprise, but chances are there will be at least one of each I reckon. As long as they’re healthy and happy, I don’t mind. I just can’t wait to be a dad. They might not be ours by blood, but we’ll love them as if they were.

I kiss Leah on the nape of her neck, and she groans sleepily, wiggling her butt back into me. My cock twinges in response. She still manages to turn me on just as much as before. I know the others feel the same way too. Six months on and things are pretty serious between us all, we’ve all dropped the ‘L-bomb’ with her, and she’s reciprocated.

Life is fucking great.

I’m loath to wake her, but the builders will arrive soon, and she’s told me off before for letting her sleep late. Despite this, she still manages to tell me off for waking her every time. Not that I blame her for being a bit grouchy. Carrying one child is hard enough, let alone four. Luckily, I know a surefire way to wake her up happy.

I continue to kiss her neck, my hand snaking around her to gently massage her breasts which have swollen to astronomical proportions. Jace is a particular lover of her boobs now stating that ‘there’s no such thing as too big’ when she complains about them. I tease her nipples, and she gasps breathily, I know she’s awake now, but she’ll continue the charade of pretending to be asleep, so I continue ‘waking her up’. She bites her lip, giving herself away and I chuckle softly under my breath.

She pushes her ass against my cock, teasing me. I pull her closer, putting my left arm under her so I can continue to play with her nipples while my right-hand teases her clit. Her bump is so big now that I have to go from behind. I stroke a finger along the length of her slit, feeling how wet she is already. Her sex drive hasn’t dissipated with the pregnancy, if anything it’s only gotten higher. We’ve been only too happy to find new, creative ways to pleasure her without harming the babies.

The sex is different now than it was, more tender, but even better because we all know exactly what turns each other on. I’d say the gentleness comes from the pregnancy, but in all honesty, I think it’s also because we’re no longer just fucking, we’re making love. Something I never thought I’d say, and you wouldn’t catch me saying out loud.

Leah moans, grinding on my hand and I delve a finger into her folds. She’s slick with arousal which turns me on even more, my cock hardens and pushes against her ass. I’d like to make her cum with my fingers, but she’s hungry for more this morning. Reaching back she moves my fingers out of the way and gripping the base of my cock, she guides my tip to her entrance. I oblige her, pushing in slowly so I can feel her tight pussy stretching for me, a perfect fit.

I kiss her neck again, biting her ear softly. “I fucking love you,” I whisper in her ear.

“I fucking love you too. Now fuck me,” she giggles back, turning her head to kiss me.

I do just that, fucking her slowly and lazily, the perfect start to the day. It doesn’t take long until we’re both close.

“Cum with me,” she pants, and I do. After all, I can’t say no to her.

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