King Derek
I had my mate snuggled between my legs as we sat on a blanket under a tree in the garden. We had just finished eating and I had my chin on her shoulder watching her feed our boy. Her body was incredible, providing for our son.
I looked up when I heard Gabby and James screaming. They were running as Uncle Vance was chasing them. I chuckled when Mason jumped out and Gabby threw a fist protecting her brother.
“She’s a little spitfire,” I laughed.
“Her mate is going to have fun,” her chuckle turned into a laugh when my chest rumbled. No one was good enough for my princess.
“Relax, big daddy, you have a few years to come to terms with it.”
“I still don’t like it,” I grumbled.
Mason flopped down on the blanket and rested his head on Ashlyn’s thigh. He panted as she ran he
