Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

22. Angel

“Oh, look how beautiful she is.” Taisha, Stefan’s mom, coos at Solla.

She and her three husbands recently returned from a two year long trip around the world, and after Stefan

bought them a house in Veross City and helped them settle in, they finally cto meet my daughter and me.

They would have cearlier, but Sofia was a colic baby and kept everyone awake many nights in a row. But

she is finally sleeping the entire night, and after moving to our new home, we are finally ready to receive guests.

“She looks just like my Schatzi,” Stefan says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

Sofia doesn’t just have the shair color and eyes, she is basically my clone.

She was born five months ago, at home, her fathers not only being present but also helpingwhile | was in

labor. When they saw her and held her, they cried, as they really wanted to have a daughter.

“She does,” Hanz approves. His blond hair and brown eyes makebelieve he is Stefan’s biological father, as

Andrew has ginger hair and Tomas is African-American. Not that it really miatters, as the three of them consider

Stefan their son, just as my husbands see Sofia as their daughter.

“How do you like being a father?” Tomas gets curious.

“I love it,” Stefan hums. “We are already trying for another.”

“Her period is late, so we will know soon if we have to put more effort or if the sex marathon we have had for the

past three weeks is a success,” Reyes gives more details than necessary, making my cheeks burn.

Two months after Sofia was born, my doctor told| could have sex, my men have been trying relentlessly to

getpregnant again. | want another baby, but not right now. Maybe when Sofia turns one, but with three

horny demons always chasing after my tail....

Andrew chuckles. “No need to be ashamed. We still ‘tie our bonded to the bed and use her

Stefan interrupts him. “Dad, too much info | don’t want to know,” he groans.

We laugh.

Hanz takes a big bite from his cake slice. “This is very good.”

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| beam with happiness. Between Sofia, being a wife, and decorating our new house, | didn’t have that much time

to work as an accountant, which madedepressed. But then | got hooked on pastry TV shows, and | am

actually good at it. | have been making cakes and other sweets for the children in the neighborhood and even

enrolled in a volunteer program to help bring a smile to the faces of families who can’t afford to throw birthday

parties for their loved ones.

Sofia starts to cry, and Taisha gives her to me. “It is tto breastfeed her and put her down for a nap. She gets

very fussy if | make her wait for too long.” | excuse myself and take Sofia to her room.

In the beginning, | didn’t like the house Alekos bought for us. | thought it was big, cold, and empty, but with a

little patience, | transformed it into a place | really love.

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| spent many weeks decorating the Lair, and now it is my favorite part of the house.

Our private living room is next to the nursery. Reyes had someone put together Alec’s guitar. From afar, it looks

perfect, but as you get closer, you can see it was once broken. It hangs above our fireplace, reminding us there

are scars that never heal. You just learn to live with them.

| enter the nursery and sit on the rocking chair and expose my left boob to Sofia. She latches to it and sucks

hard. The round piercings from my nipples are almost impossible to remove, and there is no risk of accidents.

When Sofia is asleep, | put her in her crib and watch her, not wanting to leave, but she is not the only one

craving my

attention.

With a sigh, I turn around, Stefan and Reyes are already waiting forin the hallway.

Carlos is still nowhere to be found, and since | gave birth, my mates always make sure that at least one of them

is with Sofia andat home. They have also hired men to protect the house, but they feel more at peace when

at least one of

them is withat all the time.

Stefan and Reyes take my hands into theirs, and they leadto our bedroom. Alekos is already there-he must

have returned from his training as a future Elder while | was nursing Sofia-his glorious body is covered only by a

pair of pants, his beautiful black wings visible.

As he and his demon becone, his body changed, becoming stronger and faster, and now he can summon

his wings

any the wants. Not only him but Reyes and Stefan as well.

“Cto me. Agapi mou,” he says.

1 go to him, and he removes my clothes.

“Get on the bed, your ass up in the air,” he instructsnext. “You have been a bad girl,”

Is he going to spank me? | hope so. He can spankwhen | have been good as well.

I do as he ordered me.

“You know why you are being punished?”

| shake my head, and he smacks my ass. Hard.

“For hiding from my blood-brothers andthat you are pregnant again,” he letsknow as he spanks me

again.

How does he know?

As if he reads my mind, Reyes says, “We found the pregnancy test in the trash can after Stefan’s parents left.”

He

spanksas well.

Why were they looking in the trash bin in the first place? | thought they were demons, not raccoons.

“You know how badly we want to have another baby,” Stefan sounds hurt.

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Do they think | am a baby machine?

“I was going to tell you!” | yelp. “But | wanted to go the doctor first.”

Alekos stops spanking me. “And? Did you go? Without us? And when?”

I sit on the bed. “If you would have had a little patience until dinner, you would seen the surprise | was planning.

But no, you had to go all cavemen onand spank me. And | had the appointment the other day when Liza and

| took Sofia for her monthly check-up.” That was one of the rare occasions when all three of them had to attend

an important meeting at the Blood Lodge and had two security men accompanyuntil they returned home.

“You like it when | spank you,” Alekos smirks. | don’t try to deny it. “And you should have told us about the

appointment.”

So what's the surprise?” Reyes demands | tell them.

| smile. “We are having twins.”

They fall to their knees, their black wings wrapping around me, and they take turns kissing my stomach and

cradlingto their chests, tellinghow much they love me.

Life is not perfect; it will never be, but their love foris imperfectly perfect.

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