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couldn’t help the groan that escaped him. Charlie began kissing him feverishly, and John returned her kisses with just as much excitement.  He took his time pleasing her, running his hand over her stomach down to the apex of her thighs. There he found her wet and slick as he played with the sensitive hood of her clit. Each moan from her lips fueled his desire.
    “Please,” she whimpered.
    “What do you want me to do?” John asked huskily.
    “I want your fingers inside me,” she begged.
    He slid one lone finger inside her and felt her quake. Her pussy clenched around his digit, and he felt a rush of sexual fluid. He brought her to the brink of passion and watched her face as she arched and came under his touch. This time she was on her side and he nestled behind her and kissed her neck while he raised her leg.  John angled his body so he could slip inside her and groaned against her ear. He could never get enough of her, the way she felt like liquid heat around his cock as he moved. John massaged her breasts as he took her from behind.  He could read the signals from her body, the soft cries, the moans and the shivers of pleasure, and the breathless way Charlie said his name. John could feel his own orgasm take hold as he plunged into her. Each thrust sent them both higher and higher until he took her cries of bliss into his mouth as he kissed her. Together they reached for the stars and floated back to earth. He caressed her ribs and she giggled.
    “I’m ticklish,” she reminded him.
    “I know,” he chuckled.  “I love lying here with you.”
    “In a few months there’ll be four of us,” she said.
    “I can’t wait for that time to come. The late night feedings, diapers, baby smell,” John said. “Are you excited?”
    “To be a mother, yes, to be a mother of your children, double yes,” Charlie said.
    “We’re going to be amazing parents,” John said.
    Charlie laced fingers with his. “Yes, we are. Thank you, John, you gave me three miracles. These babies and you.”
    “I had a miserable junkie of a father, hooked on pills, hooked on alcohol, and anything that could get him high,” John said. “The only time he paid any attention to me was to beat me. Mom left, and I was the only thing he had to take his anger out on, until I got bigger and I hit back. I left and we never spoke again. He died two years later of liver failure. I vowed when I had children they’d always know they were loved.” She turned to him and John met her gaze. “You never have to worry about that. I’m the one that’s blessed, sweetheart.”
    He wiped away the tear that slipped from her eyes and kissed her gently.  They fell asleep together once more, and this time when John’s eyes closed his hand was pressed against her stomach where their children nestled.

Chapter Five
     
    Charlie didn’t expect fear to break into their weekend. Gut wrenching fear that made her legs weak, and she wanted to crumple to the hospital floor. But Angel wouldn’t let her. In one hand Angel carried baby Lucas and the other she kept wrapped around Charlie protectively.  She recalled wondering vaguely how she was doing it, how Angel had become the woman of steel with the cold glint of determination in her eyes as they moved.
    It all started out like any other Saturday night. Angel had been at her house all day. They’d decided to start the babies’ room while Lucas slept in the pack and playpen. Charlie wanted gender neutral colors for the room and one massive crib instead of two. Everything was going so good, they were laughing and talking. In her twentieth week of pregnancy, she was just beginning to feel the first flutters of life in her stomach, and she was tickled with happiness at the thought.
    “Are you sure you don’t want two cribs?” Angel asked.
    “No. I’ve been reading up on mono amniotic twins, and sometimes they’re born hugging each other,” Charlie explained with a smile. “I want them to be close and not