Shielding Lily (15 page)

I
swing
the front door open so hard I’m surprised and relieved it doesn’t shatter. Lily has spent the last few month making our new home perfect and I’d hate to mess it up. It’s absolutely beautiful, and I’m so fucking glad to be here.

I was over the moon when I got picked up by the Minnesota Vikings. I didn’t think it would happen. They had the first round pick, and I knew I wasn’t going that soon. So I just prayed that maybe they’d get me in the second. I wanted to stay on board until then, but to everyone’s surprise they’d grabbed me up right out the gate.

I think everyone watching thought I was excited about being the first draft pick. I was excited that my Lily and I got to keep our roots and we could stay close to home. Lily had become so attached to my mom and dad that I wanted them close. I had plans of our family growing in the very near future, and I knew sometimes I’d be on the road. A few times a year I’d be away and I wanted her to be near them.

The alarm sounds in the house, and I slam the door shut and hit the code, turning it off. Where the hell is my wife? Fuck, I hope she didn't stop to do something before returning home from my parents’. I’d asked her to stay there while I was gone. I knew I’d feel a lot better about being away at training camp if she was with them. But she’d told me last night she was coming home first thing in the morning. I wasn’t set to be home for another few hours, but I got the fuck out as fast I could to get back here. Two weeks away from my Lily was fucking hell. If I wasn’t building a life for us, for the babies I want, I’d probably have said fuck the NFL. But I was pretty sure you couldn’t get paid to follow your wife around all day and fuck her on every available surface.

I pull my phone out and check her location. We both keep ours open to each other and it tells me she’s in the house. I rip through the place in search of her, not caring about anything else. I almost feel like I can’t breathe. Even talking to her on Facetime every night wasn’t enough. I needed to touch her. Hold her silky skin in my arms. Fall asleep with my face buried in her hair while her smell filled my lungs. I think I put up the best practice ever in my life, taking some of my rage out on the field. Being away from Lily put a hurt on the guys that got in my way. There was no question I’d be starting this year.

Once I get upstairs, I go straight for Lily’s drawing room—the main reason I’d bought this house. It has a giant sundeck, and when Lily saw it she talked about how beautiful it would be to draw up here. The house is situated up in the mountains, with a spectacular view, and I knew once she said that, we’d have it.

I open the door to the sundeck and find her. Her back is to me, the sun pouring in as she sways her hips. I can see the earbuds in her ears. She’s probably listening to something she picked up in college. She always loves to dance when we go out and I always love to watch her. The shy girl she once was is slipping away, blossoming right in front of me over the years. She’s my precious flower I was put on this earth to protect.

I walk up behind her and stop when I see what she’s drawing. It’s a picture of us standing in front of this house, but that’s not what takes the air out of my lungs. There are little kids everywhere in the drawing. All of them looking like us. As if she feels me behind her, she turns, her face lighting up as she throws herself at me. She drops her pencil, the earbuds falling from her ears, and I catch her easily. I lift her up so we are at eye level, my hands clutching her ass.

“I missed you so much.” She rains kisses all over my face, and I can feel all the tension of being away from her leave me. Then her mouth lands on mine and I break. Pushing her back against the closest wall, I deepen the kiss, letting my hunger pour out.

I’m going to make sure every child she drew in that picture comes true.

“
R
en
, oh God!” I scream out as I cum, my third orgasm rocking through my body. I go completely lax and try to catch my breath. I don’t think I can go another round. Not after the two before we got to the bed. And now waking up to this. It’s clear my man is on a mission. Mission Fill Me with as Much Cum as Possible. It’s almost noon and there is no sign of us getting out of this bed.

Ren pushes his hips like he’s trying to get further inside me, his warm release spreading deep. I wiggle under him.

“Don’t move, babe. I don’t want any getting out.” His tone is stern and I fight a giggle. He slowly pulls out of me, but then he lifts my legs in the air. I can’t fight the laughter then. My fits shake the whole bed.

“Lily, stop laughing! You’re going to push it out!” he says, almost panicked. He drops my legs and then cups my pussy before sliding a finger inside me like he’s feeling to see if I lost any. I laugh even harder, tears running down my face.

Ren gives me a hard look, then a smile pulls at his lips. “Fine, laugh. You know I love that fucking sound.” He lies on the bed next to me, propping his head up with his hand, his other hand going to my belly. The laughter still rises in my chest. “I can’t wait to see you round with my baby,” he says, rubbing me there. “Fuck, I’ve had you five times in the last twenty-four hours and I’m getting hard again just thinking about it.”

I turn my head to look at him. He’s so happy thinking about us having a family. His parents are going to be over the freaking moon.
Our
parents, I correct myself. I call them Mom and Dad, and they are just as much my parents now. I haven’t heard from my dad since the day I left his house. This is my family now.

Janet has been dropping hints about babies for a while. Okay, maybe not hints but flat-out saying she needs some grandbabies. And I'm ready for them, too. I have the time. We both do. Ren has a lot of off-time with the NFL.

Work for me is easy. I’ve been doing children’s books and my own projects, too. With Ren, though, I don’t really have to think about my art making money. I can do what I want, whatever makes me happy, and I love that. Not only because of the freedom, but when I’m happy, Ren is happy. And there’s nothing else in the world that I want other than to make Ren feel what I feel.

“What do you want? Boy or girl?” I ask.

“Doesn't matter. We’ll be having many, so I’m sure we’ll have both over time.” He keeps rubbing my belly.

“Ren.” I say his name softly, making him look at me in the eye.

“I should probably tell you.” I pause for a second, hesitant. I still want to laugh about his moves to try and knock me up. “There’s already a baby in there.”

He closes his eyes tightly and drops his head a little. He’s quiet for a moment before he finally opens his eyes again, looking at me.

“I’ve always thought I was brought into this world to find and protect you. To shield you from the ugly things out there. To not let any more darkness touch you. And I do still believe that. But I also think you were brought into this world to light up my life, Lily. The moment you walked into it, I came alive.”

“We both need each other. We could never be whole without our love,” I tell him, reaching up and touching his face.

“I love you so damn much, babe. I’m going to be the best damn dad to all the babies you give me.”

“I know you will.” I lean up to kiss him. “I love you, too.”

“
A
re
you sure you don’t miss it?” Lily asks me.

I look over to her breastfeeding our youngest, and smile at her. “Not for a second.”

I lean forward, kissing her, and then move down to the floor to watch the game with our two oldest. My mom and dad have our other two upstairs playing, so it’s quiet. For now.

Some people thought we were crazy to have five kids. But I can’t seem to let Lily go long without knocking her up again. I love putting babies inside her, almost as much as I love raising our family. Our first two, Gavin and Austin, are watching the Vikings take the field, while our twins, Eva and Victoria, are making my dad play dress-up. Our fifth, Brandon, is only a few weeks old, but we’re professionals when it comes to babies and he’s chilling with his mama on the couch.

I retired from the NFL last season, and haven’t regretted it for a second. It was getting harder and harder to be away from the family, and I decided I didn’t have to do that anymore. We had enough money saved up that my grandkids would never want for anything, and that seems like more than enough. What I wanted more than fame and money was time with my wife and kids, and I was tired of missing out.

Lily knew it was coming even before I told her. She’s always the one to see my next move way before I do. When I told her, she smiled and said to do what made me happy. I was lucky I didn’t have any injuries and I got out while I was at the top of my career. Football was never my true passion. That was always my Lily. And now our babies.

Leaning over, I kiss Gavin and then scoop up Austin, doing the same to him. The boys start laughing, and then it turns into a wrestling match on the floor.

Life is good. Life is so damn good.

“
W
hat in the
hell do you have on, Lily?”

I turn, hearing Ren’s stern voice from behind me, and I have to hide my smile. We dropped all five kids off this morning at Rick and Janet’s to have a little anniversary weekend together. Ren said he wanted to stop by the cabana table and get more towels, so I decided to take off my cover-up while he was away. He didn’t see my new bathing suit and I wanted to surprise him. Looks like it worked.

He stomps over to me, quickly pinning me back on the sun chair and draping a towel over my body. He looks around like someone could possibly be watching us, and I start to giggle.

“Stop laughing. This isn’t funny.”

He’s still looking around like there are men just waiting to see a mother of five in a bikini. I may not have the body I did when Ren and I first got together, but I don’t care. Ren loves all my imperfections, and he lets me know it. So I decided to wear something a little skimpy to make myself feel sexy, and I’ll be damned if he’s going to stop me.

We’re staying at an adults-only spa, and most of the women here are topless. We’ve got a private cabana away from everyone else, so it’s not like someone would even be able to see us if they tried. And hello, there are boobs out. Why would anyone bother looking at me in a bikini when there are boobs out in the open to look at? But Ren doesn’t see this logic.

“I’m going to carry you back up to the room,” he states and starts to pick me up.

“Don’t you dare, Hendricks!” I say, and he snaps his head up to look at me. He knows when I use our last name, I mean business. “It’s private over here, and I want to give you something sexy to look at. So that when we go back to our room before dinner, you can tell me just how much you enjoyed the view today.”

He grumbles but looks in my eyes and sees I’m serious. After a moment he lets me go, but walks over to the curtains and pulls them shut, tying them off. I roll my eyes but let him do this, thinking if that’s what it’s going to take to make him happy, then so be it. The sun coming through the top should be enough to help me get a tan.

Lying back, I close my eyes and feel the warm rays shine down on me. After a second, I feel the weight of Ren as he moves onto my sun bed. Then I feel his big hands roam up my legs and to the ties of my bikini on my hips.

“Ren, what are you doing?” I say, not opening my eyes.

“You can’t have this laid out in front of me all day and expect me not to get a taste.”

The cool air hits my exposed pussy right before his mouth covers it. But it’s not there long before he’s moving up my body and then his cock is pressing against my opening.

“That’s not just a taste,” I moan as he enters me in a leisurely thrust.

“Got too hungry,” he grunts as he works his thickness in and out.

He fucks me three times before he can’t stand it anymore and has to take me back to the room. I would laugh, but I’m too worn out from all the pleasure he’s given me.

Our weekend away is spent mostly indoors, and when we pick up the kids, I’m as pale as when we left. But my heart is full, just as it has been since the day he walked into my life. Since the day Ren shielded me from everything except his love.