Page 68 of Revenge of The Gods

“Happy birthday, baby,” I whispered, breathing her in for a second. “I love you, Tallie Selene Hope Parker.”

When I was done creeping on my child, I went down the hall to the bedroom I shared with Cronus. He was lying in the bed reading a surfer magazine, Hound at his feet.

“Well, aside from our child zapping to the underworld and fucking flying, I’d say it was a great day.” I slipped off my pants, reaching for the hem of my shirt to remove it too.

The second my clothes came off, it was like Cronus had sex radar. His eyes flicked up from his magazine, which fell to the floor, and then he pointed at the door. “Hound, out.”

Hound leapt off the bed, left the room as he was told, and I just grinned.

“I want another,” Cronus told me.

I frowned. “Another what?” I was too tired for code words. Cronus got to his knees, pulling off his shirt, exposing his rock-hard abs, and some drool formed in my mouth.

“Another flying, underworld zapping child,” he declared as I crawled into bed with him, laughing.

“Maybe another year. I can still fully remember the birthing pains.”

Without warning, his fingers slipped into my underwear and started stroking me in that way that did it for me every fucking time.

Bastard wasn’t playing fair.

“How about now?” he whispered in my ear, kissing along my neck.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

One finger entered me and I forgot what day it was. In truth, we had so much love that adding more beautiful, crazy, powerful babies to our lives only made sense. This was our happy ending, and I couldn’t have written it better myself.

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