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ZAMIRA IRIS RUSSO

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ZAMIRA IRIS RUSSO

TOMORROW WAS THE twins second birthday, which actually scared me to death because of how fast they've grown. Although I'd hate to admit it I still kind of miss breastfeeding them.

As much as that hurt.

It just made me feel connected to them in some way.

"Eat properly Saint," I scowl at the little man as he begins to mess around with his food as I'm doing the dishes.

Serenity on the other hand stares at her little brother while she feeds herself making a few messes here and there that aren't as major as Saints'.

The sound of the door opening and closing fills my eardrums and I sigh finally knowing that my husband is back from work.

"Look who's home!" He enters the kitchen with a bloody soaked shirt, show casing his pecs and abs. I glare at him and resist every pull of my body to jump onto the counter and spread my legs.

"Amore-"

"They'll get used to it. Plus it's easy to trick them into thinking it's ketchup." he defends instantly. I purse my lips and shake my head.

"God you look awful," he frowns holding my face in his hands. "Fuck. You. So much for the caring husband," I shove him off with a frown.

Recently I'd been on 'mommy duty' barely being able to clean myself up well and just spend time for myself.

Who knew that taking kids to daycare would be such a mission. I thought it was a damm simple one, two, three and go.

Lips are planted on mine in a hungry and possessive kiss making the twins rattle and squirm for my attention. They cry out little 'mama's' and my heart aches to go pick them up and plant kisses everywhere on they're adorable faces while cuddling with them.

But of course Antonio denies me of that right and continues to kiss me, growling like a dragon as if to say he wants my attention on him for the littlest of time. "Mine." he whispers into my mouth.

I nod submissively and grip onto his sides, pulling his body flush against mine only to feel a hard, rock erection on my stomach. I gasp and Antonio smirks kissing down my jaw to my neck.

The twin's rattle increases and I know it's only a matter of time before they start their synchronized choir-sounding cries.

Antonio moves back from my neck and drags his hand up to squeeze it, making me look up and directly into his eyes.

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