All Mine: McCarthy Clan (Book 4) (Completed)

Chapter 1: Three Years Later (Dean's POV)

I feel soft hands running up and down my body, then I feel soft kisses placed over my body before reaching my lips kissing me softly and slow at first before picking up our pace, pulling away my eyes are still closed as I hear her soft voice. "You awake my handsome hubby?"

"Dana?"

She places a finger to my lips, "Shhh... I don't want to wake the rest of the house up."

"What are you doing here?"

"No idea what you're talking about handsome, but you have some needs that need to be meet."

"I have lost my fucking mind, haven't I?" I whispered.

"You know you have, you married me remember?"

"Yeah, I remember..." She is naked god she is so fucking beautiful crawling onto me under the covers, she grips my hard cock I let out a loud moan she feels so good. She slides herself onto me and starts rocking at a hard-fast pace. I grip her hips helping her moving fast. "Hmmm fuck yes Dana! Like that lass."

"You like that hey? Hmmm, harder baby harder." I flip her over and start pounding into her from behind as hard as I can go, she's now screaming my name as her body clams uptight around me as I empty my seed into her.

"Fuck yes DANA!!!"

I sat up in shock, oh crap again. That felt so real, I look down at my boxers and see the wet stain on them. Crap I quietly climb out of bed and put a clean set of boxers on and go check the bed dam it needs to be changed. I quietly walk to my laundry room as I put the sheets and boxers into the washer the dining room light is turned on.

"Trying to be all quiet are we Dean?" Jamie said loudly for only me to hear.
"Maybe what's it to you, and why are sleeping at my house again for?" He rolls his eyes at me, "You know, and don't change the subject. I heard you moaning in your room and screaming out her name."

"Yeah well, she was my wife I can scream her name out whenever I like."

"Well if you're going to jerk off do it quietly and you know use a tissue." He storms off back up to the spare room, I have yet to tell him that it was a dream and not myself jerking off. These dreams have been so vivid since her passing three years of it. Is it sick that I enjoy these dreams with her? Not all dreams are of us having sex sometimes it's just us talking to each other. She did say if she died before me, she would haunt me, she was right about that. Now and then I would smell her perfume in the house and that night I will have a dream with her.

Life isn't easy but it's better than what it was two years ago. I have no idea how Aidan survived his first year, I barely remember it. Right now, would love that type of memory lose three kids under four is hell by yourself. The twins are my troublemakers and Aidan has no fear whatsoever, baby-proofing the house means nothing to that child he knows how to get into them even if it's a child locked or fenced, he just climbs it. My dad just said that was what Aaron was like as a boy and good luck to me, thanks dad not funny at all.

I have followed out her wishes of what she wanted to do to the living room wall when Aidan was born. I blew up a newborn photo of him with her, the only photo I have of the pair of them, doing the same thing with the twins placing them on the wall with their names above them with a clock under it with the time of their births same with our wedding photo. Just like this photo. His birthday does hurt a little it gets easier as I see more of her in him as he grows. In all of them if I am being honest their fiery attituded or a look and all I think is wow she is coming out of them.