The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Sixty-Nine

We ate dinner as a family and I have to admit that it was everything that I had hoped it would be. Everly in her highchair had done more playing with the noodles than eating them and her face and hair were smeared red with the flavorful meat sauce.

"Looks like someone needs a bath, but I don't know if she can make it." I said, leaning back from the table and looking over at Everly. Her cheeks were stained red and her eyes were dropping. "She's a bit of a mess," Olivia said, stacking her silverware onto the plate with a delicate clink. She stood up, picking up her plate and moving around the table. "I'll take your plate if you're done."

Reaching up, I took the plate from her hand, stacking it with mine. "I've got this, little wolf. Since you cooked such a good meal for us, let me take care of the dishes."noveldrama

"You don't have to," Olivia said, trying to take the dishes from me. "You and Jay can go relax in the living room and I'll clean up Everly and then take care of the dishes."

"Olivia, we're a team. You take care of the baby and we'll get this sorted." Jay said, "Then we'll meet up with you to relax together."

Olivia looked between the two of us, then she looked at Everly, who let out a cry and lifted up her hands towards her mother.

"See, even our princess likes that plan," I said, reaching out and resting my hand on her hip. "We've got this."

"If you guys are sure." Olivia rested her hand over mine, her thumb stroked over the inside of my wrist, making me fight back a shiver of pleasure at her gentle touch.

"We're sure." Jay said, standing up and picking up the plates that I had stacked in front of me. He moved closer to Olivia, brushing a kiss against her cheek. "Go take care of our baby so we can take care of you."

I nodded and she dipped her head. Moving over to the baby and undoing the straps of her highchair. She picked the baby up, propping her onto her hip. The way that she was with Everly made me want to put another baby inside of her. I wanted to see how she would look with her stomach swollen with our child. I wanted nights like this, with family dinners and good conversation. Being with her and Jay like this was more than I could have ever hoped for. Jay and I watched Olivia leave the kitchen, the way that the navy dress hugged her hip and ass. She looked so good and it made me long for her.

"It's good, isn't it?" Jay asked as he moved behind me, resting a hand onto my shoulder.

"It is. It's like it was always meant to be. Having her with us like this." I said, pushing myself to stand, I picked up the glasses from the table. Taking them over to the counter and setting them beside the sink. Jay brought the other dishes over and grabbed the kitchen sponge, heading over to Everly's highchair to clean it up as I put the stopper into the drain and adjusted the taps until the water was steaming as it flowed into the sink. I picked up the detergent, squirting some of the blue liquid into the hot water and watching the surface bubble up.

"Who knew someone so little could make such a big mess?" Jay said from beside the table as he cleaned up Everly's highchair.

"Most kids are a big mess. At least Everly is a cute one." I turned the water off, thinking about the smile that she had given me earlier. How much she looked like her mother. I could see hints of Nick. But there was no denying that our little princess was going to look just like her mother. We were going to be beating off the shifters with a stick and I knew it. I just hoped that whoever Everly chose to love knew what a treasure she would become. Then again, the goddess might bless her the way that she had Jay and I with a partner so perfect to her every need and want. I wanted her to find someone to make her happy. I think that's what all parents want for their children and I guessed that I was no different, even though we had just met her.

Jay came to stand beside me. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Just thinking about the future, daddy." I said, tossing a smirk over at him. Jay's lips twitched with that ghost of a smile. "We're dads now, none of that."

"None of what, daddy?" I teased, taking the sponge from him and soaping it up.

"Killian." He growled and I dragged my tongue over my lower lip, batting my eyes at him innocently.

"Yes, daddy?"

He brought his hand down, smacking my ass hard with an open palm. I let out a hiss, bucking my ass back into his hand and letting out a hiss. "Were you wanting to take me over your knee to see how our little mate feels about it?"

"If you keep teasing me instead of washing those dishes, I will." His voice was rough and sent a shiver of anticipation up my spine. It was good to know that even after being with Olivia. After slipping so easily into the role of an adoring father. That he was still able to be what I needed. I leaned over nipping at his lower lip.

"I'm up for it if you think she's ready." My tongue traced along his bottom lip and I watched his pupils dilate at the touch of my tongue. At how my body felt pressed against his. My hands were soapy but damn, did I want to touch him.

I knew better though. There were only so many ways that I could push Jay and that wasn't one that he liked. He didn't like to be messy unless it was the fun kind of messy and even then he had his own limits. I turned back to the sink and started washing the dishes, doing my best to ignore the desire that I felt for my mate.