Uncle Aleksei Series

Chapter35

I finish getting ready in the bathroom, putting on light makeup and arranging my hair in a messy braid. I head to my closet to change. I slip on a loose – strapped white cotton dress that comes to well above mid – thigh. I don’t bother with a bra since I’ll be nursing Abram in a moment, or underwear, because the dress is so sheer. I walk barefoot out of the closet and stop when I see Aleksei on the bed. Both boys are in his arms. Abram looks to have fallen back asleep. Roman is laying his head on Aleksei’s shoulder but leans up when he sees me.

“Mama!” he squeals, reaching for me and making me smile. Aleksei places him on the ground and he waddles over to me, and I scoop him up. His hands come to my cheeks, and his smile is giant.

“Eskimo!” he says. I bring my nose to his and we give each other an Eskimo kiss, rubbing our noses together back and forth, something his daddy taught him. He looks so much like his father. Aleksei comes to stand next to us, Abram cradled in his arm, his thick black lashes resting on his chubby little cheeks.

“Come, my loves,” Aleksei says as he guides us downstairs to the priest.

The priest’s hands shake nervously as he says the blessing and places the drops of water on my son.

Abram is strong and begins to pull at Georgina’s dress, wanting her breast. My angel coos to him, pulling the material down and offering her nipple to his mouth.

The priest’s eyes snap up to lock on mine, and I hold his gaze. He continues with the blessing, not looking at my wife as she nurtures my son.

“You will bless her womb again,” I demand.

He prayed over her at Roman’s baptism, and Abram came nine months later. I know Georgina wants one more, and my angel shall have what her heart desires.

“But Aleksei — ” Georgina begins, and I shake my head.

“There will be a blessing,” I say, and my words are final.

Pink hits her cheeks, but she nods, turning to the priest. Her breast is still offered to my son, and I watch as the priest tries to avoid her gaze while praying over her womb.

“Do it right,” I threaten, as Roman giggles in my arms.

The priest nods and begins again.

Her dress is like the one she wore the day I fucked her right here in this very room. The day I married her and claimed my reward. I was patient then, but I am no longer a patient man. Tonight, when our children are tucked into their beds and their bellies are full, I will take what is owed to me and breed her once again.

My angel looks up from our son after both blessings have been bestowed. She smiles at me. She is my entire world. My body and heart belong in the palm of her hand.

TEN YEARS LATER.

GEORGINA.

I’m giddy with excitement. Today’s our ten – year anniversary. I feel like a little kid on Christmas morning. I’ve been working on this surprise for weeks. It’s hard to keep secrets from Aleksei. He watches and tracks everything, so I’ve had to be sneaky. I’m sure he suspects something, but as far as I know, he hasn’t found anything out.

I have a whole day planned while the kids are in school today. Aleksei dropped them off a little while ago and now he’s in his office wrapping some things up. We have a good seven hours all to ourselves. The surprise is planned for this morning, then the rest of the day will be spent in bed.

When the kids come home from tutoring we’ll celebrate with them, too. They requested dinner sometime in the pool, and we agreed. Aleksei is always the one to make our plans, and he does it every year. But this year, with a little pouting, I was able to be the one in charge.

I dig to the back of my closet and find a skirt I’d been saving. It’s bright pink and pleated, and I skip the panties. I grab the little tee I had made online that is one size too small and pull it over my head, not bothering with a bra. It’s white and reads Wifey for Lifey across the chest. I slip on knee socks before sliding into some plain white sneakers. It might take some work to get out the door with him with me dressed like this, but he’ll let me have my way. Eventually.