Midfield Academy: Book 3

Chapter 8: My Boys (2 years, 1 month)

Titus laid his mate onto the bed and pulled the covers up over him. Sitting at his side, he carefully dried off the last drips of water. The sub looked so peaceful. He secretly had always liked to just watch Aden after marking him. It always seemed like any stress or anxiety his mate felt just melted away.

Karen cleared her throat.

Titus jumped.

She arched a brow from where she stood in the doorway. "Perk to being gay. You'll never hear of a straight couple having sex on the day their child was born." She walked over and set Saigon in his bassinet.

Titus gave her an uneasy smile. "Sorry, I didn't think we were that loud." They had tried really hard to be quiet actually.

She waved him off. "I'm teasing, Titus. Aden's been looking at you with bedroom eyes all day. I guess he finds this new father-like aura of yours very attractive."

Titus glanced down at his mate. "It goes both ways, you might say."

Folding her arms, she smiled at the two. "You didn't have to go as far as to mark him, though."

He froze. "Mrs. Perri," he sucked in his lips. "So you know about that."

"I've done my research. You two are never that quiet, and I wanted to know why my son was screaming in the middle of the night."

"Oh god." Titus's face burned red. "I'm feeling like Aden right now."

"According to him, werewolves have no shame."

"Still," he shrugged. "I didn't expect to be talking about this with my mother-in-law."

She chuckled and glanced at the pup. "Well, my son is out of commission for the night."

Titus sat up straight. "I've got it taken care of. I'm on baby duty tonight."

"He's been fed and changed. If you need anything, I'm just downstairs." She stepped into the hall. "Good night."

"Good night." Titus forced a smile, but he still felt awkward. Standing, he shut the door and turned off the light.

"Titus," whispered Aden.

The dominant took off his shorts and went back to the bed. His mate was still asleep with his hand outstretched on Titus's side. He slid under the cover and took the smaller man in his arms. It felt good. He had both of his boys by him, and it felt damn good.

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Aden jolted awake. "The baby." He sat up as his eyes tried to focus. "Titus, Saigon."

The dominant chuckled. "He's fine."

Rubbing his eyes, he looked over and saw his mate sitting there with the boy in his arms. Aden kissed the pup's cheek. "Was he good?"

"He woke up a few times."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Titus grabbed his mate's shoulder. "I knew I'd be the one up when him when I marked you." His hand went to Aden's cheek. "Come here."

The two kissed, smiling at each other. Saigon started to squirm and whine.

"He wants a kiss too," said Titus as he passed the pup over.

Aden kissed his boy on the nose. "We're you good for your..." he glanced at Titus. "Father, right? That's how you want to do it."

Titus nodded. "The dominant usually the disciplinary, so father, and the sub more the nurturing role, so dad. But we don't have to do it like everyone else. We can switch it if you prefer."