Broken Bonds, page 35
At the hospital, I walk faster than the alphas to the elevators and down the hallway to the NICU, excited to see my little ones. The nurses all smile at me when I walk in, and I go straight to the back.
“Just in time, mama. These little ones were getting hungry,” one of the day nurses, Casey, says with a chuckle.
I hold my hands out, and he passes Fisher over to me. I immediately kiss his nose and begin cooing at him as I walk over to the nearby chair and sit.
Link, Rion, and Forde walk in as I’m getting comfortable in the chair, content smiles on their faces as they head for the other two babies. Link brings me the breastfeeding pillow I got to make things a little easier, and I smile up at him as I put it around me and get Fisher in a comfortable position.
“Good morning, my little angel. Oh, I missed you,” I whisper to the tiny baby as he roots around my chest, searching for sustenance.
I quickly lift my shirt and put him to my breast, tickling his cheek with my finger once he latches. Forde brings me Dawson next, and I work on getting him to latch as well, while Rion takes a seat in the chair next to me with Birdie in his arms and a bottle in his hand.
With both boys latched and Birdie comfortably nestled in Rion’s arm, looking like a miniature doll in the big alpha’s hold, Link and Forde find seats and join us.
Anyone looking in would see a family with their brand new babies, and that thought brings a smile to my lips. Because they are my family now.
These three alphas that I never asked for, who inserted themselves in my life, determined to see me live and love, have given me a family again, and for that, I will always be grateful to them.
Over the next several weeks, I spend every waking moment at the hospital. Forde and Rion went back to work at Jinx a few days after I came home, so when one of them can’t come with me for visits, then Link or Jillian come with me. I can drive myself, but everyone is smitten with the babies, so they’re just as eager to be there with them as I am.
The triplets do amazingly well as the days go on, and before I know it, they weigh almost as much as a newborn. They have a few more tests to pass before I can take them home, but I’m so ready.
As nice and accommodating as the hospital staff has been, I just want my babies home with me.
The alphas have been staying with me since I came home, and it’s been nice. We didn’t exactly discuss it, but honestly, I didn’t want them to leave. So, when they just stayed all on their own, I didn’t say anything.
Every night, without fail, they climb into bed with me and take turns snuggling up next to me. The best part is that they rotate each night, making for a hilarious and heartwarming experience. When it’s not Forde’s turn, he becomes a sulking, pouting menace, but he gets over it pretty quickly.
No matter who it is beside me, I always feel a sense of warmth and happiness.
On the days that I can’t stop myself from crying because I don’t want to leave the babies or my emotions just get the best of me, they take turns holding me. Just knowing that they’re here, and that I’m not alone anymore, means everything to me.
Jillian and I walk in together with the triplets’ car seats for their last test. If they pass the car seat test, then I get to take them home.
“Oh, I hope they all pass. I’m so ready for them to be home so I can love on them whenever I want,” Jillian says, grinning at me as we make our way down the hallway.
“I know. I’m beyond ready. So are the guys,” I tell her, nervous excitement coursing through me.
“Ah, yes. And how are things going with your new alphas, best friend? We need another girls’ night soon so you can dish all the dirty details.”
She waggles her brows at me, nearly tripping when the car seat hits her in the shin, which makes me snort.
“Shit, that hurt. These things are dangerous,” she mutters, stopping to rub the spot it hit, before catching back up with me.
“Things are good. They’re so fucking perfect, Jilly. It’s ridiculous. And they’re so helpful around the house. When I’m having a bad day, they find ways to get my mind off whatever is bugging me. They hold me when I cry, never making me feel like I’m being overly emotional. Rion dances with me in the kitchen when we cook, and Forde is always down to cuddle and watch a movie with me. Link likes to read to me while I lay my head in his lap or rub my feet and talk to me about his day.”
I can’t keep the smile away as I tell her about the last few weeks with the alphas in my home.
“Rion’s been talking to Maribel about the changes he wants to make around the bar, and I’m excited for him. They’re really settling in here. Link told me the other night that they already sold their house back home and took a trip to get the rest of their things last week.”
“Yeah? And did they ever get snipped like they said they were going to?” she asks, giggling.
I laugh, nodding my head.
“Yeah, like a week after I came home. I felt so bad for them, but they were such good sports about it. Honestly, who couldn’t love them for doing that?”
It’s out of my mouth before I even realize it.
I look over at Jilly with wide eyes, stopping just outside of the NICU. Jilly grins at me, eyes sparkling with so much happiness for me.
“I love them,” I tell her, stunned.
“Yeah, you do, baby. If they break your heart, I break their faces! But other than that, I’m so happy for you, Ramsey. You deserve this so much. To love and be loved. After everything you’ve been through, this is all I want for you. To be truly happy and living your life to the fullest,” she says, bumping her shoulder against mine and hitting our car seats together.
“I want that for you, too, you know?” I tell her, smiling over at her.
She smiles back and looks down the hall.
“Maybe someday. Right now, I’ve got all the love I need from you and my nephews and niece. Come on. Let’s go see them pass another milestone so we can finally bring them home for snuggles and a movie night soon.”
Jillian hasn’t dated much since I came into her life, despite my attempts at finding love for her, but I hope one day she finds the person or people meant for her. I want to see my best friend happy and in love. She deserves it, and so much more.
Jilly walks ahead of me into the NICU, but I’m not far behind her. She’s already got Dawson in her arms when I walk in, talking to him and stroking his cheek. While we wait, I feed Birdie and Fisher, falling more and more in love with them as they both look up at me as they suckle, eyes unfocused and sleepy.
Birdie’s copper hair sticks up adorably and Fisher’s blonde peach fuzz tickles my nose when I bend down to kiss the top of his head. Jilly changes Dawson and feeds him a bottle while I finish up with Birdie and Fisher and cuddle with them in the chair once they’re full and changed.
A few hours later, the triplets pass their tests and I’m told that by tomorrow, I’ll be packing them up and bringing them home.
Chapter Forty-One
RAMSEY
Three weeks after they turn a month old, the triplets graduate from the NICU, and I finally get to bring them home.
Rion, Forde, and Jilly have to work when it’s time for me to pick them up, so Link is taking me to get them in my car. I can’t stop fidgeting and bouncing my legs the entire drive and Link chuckles, reaching over to place his hand on my knee and stop my leg from bouncing a hole through the floorboard.
“We’re almost there, Sunshine,” he says, grinning at me.
I laugh and smile, shrugging at him.
“I’m just so excited. I can’t wait to have them right across the hall from me. It’s going to be so wonderful not to have to come to the hospital every day, too.”
“I know what you mean. Is it weird I’m as excited as you are? I miss them like crazy every time we have to leave them, or when I don’t get to come for a visit with you. I’m ready to get up at night when they’re hungry or need a change.”
His cheeks darken as his excitement levels reach mine and I bite my lip. It’s so fucking sexy that he wants to get up at night if my babies cry, to take care of them like they’re his own. My perfume floods the car as I stare over at him, clenching my thighs as my panties get uncomfortably wet.
His nostrils flare and when he parks, he glances over at me with hooded eyes filled with so many promises that I can’t wait for him to fulfill.
I’ve been cleared by my doctor for a week now, and I know that at least two of them were cleared from their doctor as far as if their swimmers are swimming. Which means these alphas are about to have to stop holding back. I crave them all so badly, their touches are like an addiction that I can’t get enough of. Every one of them has been teasing me ever since I went bananas and sucked Rion’s cock and then let him cum all over my leaking breasts.
To make matters worse, they’ve been very adept at avoiding letting me tease them back.
That’s right.
There’s been no more blowjobs since that glorious night, and honestly, it’s kind of fucking rude.
But all of that is going to change tonight.
As soon as we’re home and I have the babies fed, changed, and asleep, someone is fucking me. I don’t care if it’s one or all of them, but they’re getting with the program.
Link and I get out of the car, car seats in tow, and head up to get the triplets. My excitement is back tenfold when I walk in and see them all dressed and ready to go. I immediately pick up the closest baby to snuggle, and it just so happens to be my little Birdie. Her soft hair tickles my cheek and I smile against her forehead.
Link scoops the boys both up, something he’s gotten very good at over the last several weeks. I’m kind of jealous, but also too scared to attempt it myself. Knowing my luck, I’d drop one or both if I tried, and feel like the shittiest mom in the world, so best not to even try. He gives them each a kiss on the top of their heads and I melt.
Swoon.
There’s just something unbelievably attractive about a gorgeous man holding a baby. Or babies, in this case.
“I hear three of our littlest superstars are breaking out of this popsicle stand,” Cara, the nurse I met the first time I could see the babies, says as she walks up to us with a smile.
“That’s what I hear,” I tell her with a grin.
“I sure am going to miss these three. They’ve been the best babies in here, but don’t tell the others I said that,” she whispers with a wink.
“Your secret is safe with me,” I whisper back.
“Let me just go get all their paperwork and their discharge started. Also, if you don’t mind, we’d like a picture of the three of them for our wall. All of our NICU graduates go on the wall of fame when they finally leave us. It’s tradition,” she says, pointing over to a wall at the entrance that’s filled with pictures of tiny babies.
“Of course!”
She leaves us to get the babies ready to go, and Link and I sit for some cuddle time while we wait.
“I love the way they smell,” he says, and when I look over, I catch him sniffing the boys.
“I know. They still have that new baby smell mixed with their little scents, and I’m obsessed with smelling them,” I tell him with a chuckle, unable to keep myself from kissing Birdie again.
“I think Fisher looks like you,” he says, smiling over at me.
“You think? I kind of thought he looks a bit like Ollie. Dawson reminds me of Rule, and Birdie is still undermined. I can’t decide if she looks like Lake or Van.”
I laugh lightly under my breath as I run my fingers over the top of my little girl’s head. Not that it matters, but I kind of like to think I got a little piece of each of my alphas with the triplets.
It takes a while, but eventually Cara comes back over to us with two of the other nurses. One has a camera and gets Link and me to stand by the wall of fame to snap a couple of pictures of us and the triplets. With their pictures taken, they help us get the babies strapped in their car seats and ready to go. Cara gives me all of their paperwork as well as some info on things to watch out for with them, and then all three nurses walk with us to the hospital entrance. Nurses and doctor’s line the hallway that leads towards the NICU, clapping and cheering as we pass, and I cannot, for the life of me, wipe the grin off my face.
This is a core memory that I hope I never forget.
Outside, Link leaves me and the triplets at the entrance with the nurses while he goes to get my car. The weather has warmed slightly, and today the sun is high in the sky, so I’m not worried about the babies getting cold while we wait on Link to pull around. When he does, Cara and the other two nurses help us get the car seats buckled in the back, and once they’re all snug and safe, Cara hugs me and wishes us luck.
In the car, I buckle my seatbelt and can’t stop from looking in the back, still smiling as I see their car seats all lined up, side by side. When I glance over at Link, he’s smiling happily too as he looks in the rearview mirror occasionally while he drives us home.
Home.
We’re all going home.
The triplets are fast asleep when we get them inside the nursery, so I swaddle them each up and put them in their cribs before creeping out with the baby monitor and pulling their door until it’s only cracked. I find Link in the kitchen, throwing something together in my crock-pot.
“Whatcha making?” I ask, going to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.
“Chicken tortilla soup. I figured it’d be easier and less of a mess to clean up if I threw something in the crock-pot for tonight, with it being the babies’ first night home. Hope that’s okay,” he says, giving me a sheepish look when he turns around after locking the lid on.
I grin and hop up on the counter, taking a sip of my water.
“Sounds yummy.”
“I don’t know how to make much, but crock-pot meals are pretty simple. And I like that there’s less cleanup,” he says, laughing under his breath as he cleans up the counters and throws his trash away.
I can’t stop watching the way the muscles in his arms bunch as he wipes the counters down or the way his shirt stretches over his back when he leans down to clean up something he spilled on the floor.
Why is it so hot watching him cook and clean?
Once again, I’m a perfuming mess on my countertop, and when he catches a whiff, his chest rumbles as he steps up between my legs and cages me in against the cabinets.
“That’s the second time in the span of a few hours you’ve perfumed for me, Omega. Do you know how maddening your scent is? How hard it is to hold myself back from flipping you around and bending you over this counter as I show you just how mad you drive me?”
“So, then why are you holding yourself back?” I ask softly, pressing my hands against his chest.
“Because I’m trying so damn hard to be respectful and treat you like you deserve to be treated.”
“Who said I don’t deserve to be bent over and fucked into oblivion?” I ask, raising a brow at him.
I squeal when he growls and picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to my bedroom. My breath whooshes out of me when he tosses me on the bed and crawls up my body, hovering over me. His blue eyes are an inferno as he stares down at me, auburn hair framing his face.
I reach up and glide my fingers softly across his cheek, making him close his eyes and lean into my touch.
“Don’t stop now, Alpha. I believe your brother’s exact words were for you to fuck me silly,” I tell him, smiling up at him when he gives me a feral grin in return.
“Challenge accepted,” he growls out as he crawls down my body and peels my pants and underwear off, tossing them across the room.
Throwing my thighs over his arms and wasting no time, he shoves his face against my soaking center, swiping his tongue through my lips. I cry out, twisting my comforter in my fists when he sucks my needy clit between his lips, my back arching up off the bed when he inserts a finger inside of me and curls it upwards.
Pleasure rolls through me, and as it does, I realize how much I missed this feeling. This feeling of being worshipped and cared for as pleasure courses through my veins and carries me away.
I’ve been starved for intimacy, and I didn’t even know it.
Link inserts another finger, and the stretch is mildly uncomfortable at first, but not enough for me to tell him to stop when everything feels so good. He thrusts his fingers slowly at first until I moan and beg for more. My thighs squeeze around his head when he rolls my swollen bundle of nerves between his teeth, and my walls clench around his fingers as he works me over, bringing me to the edge quickly.
He knows when I’m close because he stops sucking and pulls his fingers free, and I cry out in disappointment. Until he climbs up and kisses me, my taste on his lips as his tongue sweeps into my mouth and curls around my own. His hips press into mine, his cock hard and rubbing against me through his pants. I push on them with my hands and feet, trying to get them off, desperate for him to be inside me.
“Off,” I pant against his lips, tugging on his shirt and pants. “Take them off. Please. Need you,” I whimper, rubbing myself against him as I search for the friction I need to push me over.
He pulls his shirt off and tosses it somewhere to the side before getting up to take his pants off. I lean up on my elbows to watch, licking my lips when he’s completely exposed to me. His cock bobs when he climbs back up between my legs and I fall back. He reaches to pull my shirt off, but I stop him, cheeks heating when he raises a brow at me for stopping him.
“I might leak all over you.”
His eyes take on a predatory glimmer that has my throat going dry. Without saying anything, he slides my hands to the side before lifting my shirt, daring me to stop him this time with the primal look in his eyes.
I don’t.
He tosses my shirt to the side with the rest of clothes and then undoes my bra, my heavy breasts falling free, milk immediately beading on the tips of my nipples when the cool air brushes against them. Link leans forward and licks them both clean, swirling his tongue around each one until they’re sharp points. I gasp when he sucks one between his teeth and tugs, nails digging into his arms, as a zing of pleasure races straight to the throbbing bundle of nerves between my legs.
