Twilight

                                    

                                          


After an hour of struggling from Type's tight hold Tharn freed himself to walk towards the cribs. Three cribs. A smile crept over his face just at the sight of it. It was evening and they decided to take a nap which they ended up cuddling each other since the babies were asleep by now. 
                          
As it was stated, Type gave birth to an alpha, a beta and an omega. The alpha and beta were boys, and the omega was a girl baby. They all looked alike, they were triplets.
                          
Type and Tharn couldn't stop crying for almost the whole day on the day the triplets were born. It was the most joyous day they have ever had. Having to being called fathers, was a blessing. 
                          
It was the moment every parent would wait for, the moment that made them proud as individuals more than anything. 
                          
If anyone would ask if there was anything more they need, it was only to be able to spend time together and always be together through all thick and thin with their babies.
                          
"They are still sleeping, what should we do?" - Tharn asks looking at his babies.
                          
Type walks near Tharn and hugs him from behind. "We have the home to ourselves."
                          
There ae babies in the room my sweet omega. "But.."
                          
They move to an other empty room that is just beside their room, and if in any case the babies make a sound, they would come in easily.
                          
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Tharn keeps on kissing Type even as he begins moving again, thrusting in short and quick, trying to aim for Type's spot. Type breaks from the kiss to suck in some much-needed air, pressing the pads of his fingers against the skin of Tharn' shoulders, grounding himself.
                          
He turns his head to the side, pressing his cheek against the pillow and panting. He can feel Tharn littering kisses all over his neck and jaw, before pausing at his pulse point to gently suck a mark there.
                          
His own cock is trapped between their bodies, leaking tiny drops of precome onto his stomach. The drag is rough and dry, and he moves one of his hands, trying to sneak it between their bodies so he can grip at his aching cock and relieve some of the pressure.
                          
Tharn suddenly pauses, pushing away from Type a little so that there's more space between them. He presses both of his hands on either side of Type's head on the pillow, supporting his weight, and he looks down at where Type's hand is lying near his untouched cock, seeming unsure.
                          
Type blinks, face burning as Tharn continues to stare. "Um." His voice is deeper, rougher. "Can I touch myself?"
                          
Tharn also blinks, shaking his head for a moment as though snapping himself out of a trance. Type thinks he's having just as much of a hard time believing that this is actually happening right now, that they're actually real and right here, sharing this moment. 
                          
It's a bit overwhelming, really. Even after all Type has been through, he is now here making love to Tharn. With their three kids in the next room sleeping. 
                          
Tharn finally finds his voice a few seconds later. "Of course you can, love. But wait, just let me—" he cuts himself off, reaching for the nightstand and coming back with the bottle of lube he used to open Type up earlier. "Here, it'll be easier."
                          
Type lifts his hand from his stomach, stretching his fingers out for a moment and waiting. Tharn uncaps the bottle, getting some of the cool gel on Type's palm and spreading it around. "There. Now you can."
                          
Type smiles shakily in thanks. He closes his hand around his flushed cock, letting out a stuttering breath as he squeezes just under his head. He can feel Tharn's eyes on him, watching his movements and making his skin heat up, feeling a bit self-conscious. "Um," he clears his throat, tries again, "you can, um. You can move now."
                          
Tharn blinks like he's just remembering himself, before laughing breathlessly. "Yeah, right." It isn't the first time they are making love, but every time feels new to them. Every time is different from each other.
                          
He pulls nearly all the way out until only his head remains inside, before pushing back in and punching out a little moan from Type. "You still good, my cute omega?"
                          
Type nods, a bit dazed, stroking his cock more firmly. "Yeah. More than good, actually." He whines when Tharn thrusts in particularly hard, his eyes slipping shut. "I feel great, alpha. You're making me feel great."
                          
"You're making me feel great, too," Tharn whispers back, picking up the pace. He lifts Type's thighs and wraps them around his hips, trying to get as deep and as close as possible. "I love you, Type."
                          
Type feels warm all over at Tharn's words, the pleasure slowly building up and making a heat pool in his belly. He feels like he's going to burst from the inside, feels loved and cared for and special, and just the thought of him sharing this moment with Tharn is making him hurtle closer towards the edge.
                          
Tharn's thrusts quicken even more, but he keeps them short and deep, and every other push back in he'll hit this spot inside that makes Type's toes curl and back arch. By now Type's stroking his cock faster, the need to come burning low in his stomach, insistent and hot and twisting at his insides. 
                          
He twists his fist over his head, feeling himself getting closer and closer, and he knows it won't take long for him to reach the edge now.
                          
He lets out a shaky breath, blinks up at Tharn with glassy eyes. "I love you so much." And then he's coming, pulsing into his fist and dripping onto his stomach. 
                          
His eyes slip shut, toes curling as his back arches for a second, before he slumps back down against the sheets, thighs dropping from around Tharn's hips and chest heaving.
                          
He blinks his eyes open when he feels Tharn pull out, and he catches sight of his alpha ripping the condom off of his cock and stroking himself quickly, eyes roaming up and down Type's spent body. Type blushes at the look in Tharn's eyes but resists the urge to curl in on himself, instead focusing on the way Tharn's hand is moving. He wants to reach out and help Tharn, wants to wrap his own hand around Tharn's fist, but all of his limbs feel like jelly.
                          
Tharn comes a few moments later, spilling onto the younger boy's stomach with a moan of Type's name. He slumps down on top of Type, breathless and sated, and Type giggles, shoving Tharn lightly on the shoulder.
                          
"Tharn, you're heavy," he mock-whines, still giggling a little. "And I feel sticky."
                          
Tharn chuckles, pushing up on his elbows so that he's not crushing Type with his weight. He smiles dopily down at his omega, and Type's heart swells to twice its size in his chest. "I love you," he whispers into the darkness, as though it's a secret shared just between the two of them, when in truth everyone knows, everyone with eyes can see just how madly in love they are with each other.
                          
Tharn leans down and rubs his nose against Type's, before pressing their foreheads together. "I love you, too."
                          


                          
This moment with his omega in his arms, his kids lying lovely in the adjacent room is all he can think of and cherish from. He is complete now, in means of a husband, lover and also a father.
                          
And this is their kinda happy for ever after!
                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          
‹‹‹‹ END››››
                          
So I kinda forgot that the epilogue was left and so it is late.. i am sorry :(
                          
and so well yeah an other story has also come to an end now!
                          
I dont have any plans of mewgulf for now, but sure after a few days i would write one!
                          
for all who loved this book, thank you!

                          


                          


                          
Signing this off
                          
dimplesbelowcuteeyes ❤❤❤❤