The Billionaire Daddies

Ten months later

It was the morning before our long-awaited trip, we had rescheduled the trip several times already. And though I was sure I wanted to take the trip with my husbands, I was taking my time with our babies. Soaking in the atmosphere of their little giggles and cuteness overload. Maybe it's a mom thing but I was not going to waste the precious time I had left before my husbands whisked me off to god knows where.

Yep, they were keeping the destination a secret from me. Even Silas and Silvia were in on it and I've been giving them the stink eye for putting me in such an ordeal. They knew exactly that not knowing messed up everything in my plans. I was not well prepared, my choice of clothes, body care, up to the holiday books I was going to download to my Kindle.

I know I was going to miss the babies like crazy, I'd still worry about them knowing they will be in very capable hands. I know my twin daddies will try their best to make me enjoy our trip, but this was going to be the longest time we'd be separated from baby Logan and Hudson.

We were cuddling with the babies in our bed, the twin babies were on their daddies' laps while I watched them, sipping on my coffee lazily. I was sitting on the other end of our bed, giving the daddies their morning cuddle time. "Papa!" baby Logan slapped his daddy's chest over his t-shirt, he was bouncing happily on Grady's lap. "DA-ddy," then he smacked Percy's naked chest with his other chubby hand.

I laughed and then told baby Hudson to say the same. They've just started another milestone of their growth and we were the epitome of those annoying parents who went crazy with every little achievement that their kids make. Hudson, the little guy looked at his daddies like it was a hardship then he giggled. "Paaaapaaa," he grabbed Grady's t-shirt tugging him proudly as if he had mastered his business degree both of his dads were planning for their future already. Grady looked at me, grinning. He had learned the hard way to keep his t-shirt on when playing with the babies. The last time baby Hudson tugged on his nipple piercing, Grady looked like he was about to cry and shout at the same time. But he did none of that and gently uncurled Hudson's grubby little fingers instead.

The naughty baby looked at Percy and then said, "Daddaaa," he shrieked happily but quickly frowned when Percy shook his head.

"No, I'm daddy... say it, da... dy..." Percy kissed Hudson's forehead softly in encouragement.

"Da... day..." he bounced happily and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, you'll always be my daddy," I told Percy, putting away my empty coffee cup then grabbed Hudson from his lap. "Why don't you finish getting dressed? we don't want to be late for our trip."

My words got interrupted by Hudson's squeal of excitement. "Daddyyyy!" the baby smacked his fists on my chest and stubbornly repeat the word pulling me to his daddies.

"Papaaa!" he put his hand on Grady's, "Dadayyy," he cheekily smacked Percy's chest then he turned to face me and hugged and say, "daddyyyy,"

Both men laughed and I pouted while telling the little guy that I'm his mommy. "Mom... my,"

"Dad... dy..." baby Hudson repeated with more vigor.

"Mommy!!!" baby Logan yelled and hold out his hands towards me.

"Okay... Okay, we will get back to this when we return. Come on grandpa and grandma had been waiting for you." I got up with the baby in my arms and kissed Hudson's forehead then sniffed his baby hair. I love smelling my babies, and I was going to miss them badly for the next seven days.

Grady was to my side holding Logan to his chest and pulled me in for a kiss. "It's just seven days, we'll video call them every day."

I nodded then Percy followed us after putting on his casual plaid shirt which matches perfectly with his black designer jeans. I would miss our morning routine with the babies, we always cuddled together before we start our morning activities. The grandparents arrived yesterday afternoon and I presented Lena with the babies' schedule and food plan for the next seven days. Silas had helped with his color-coded post-it plastered by the kitchen cupboard. All emergency numbers were there too. We had done this numerous times before, but I still worry about leaving my babies like a very possessive mom.

"Jacqueline, relax, we have all the numbers, Silas is on call, the maid will be here later this afternoon. We have your driver on standby. Everything is going to be okay. Enjoy your overdue anniversary trip." She pulled me in for a kiss and I let her take baby Hudson from me, and the little man giggled happily in his grandma's arms.

Percy hugged his dad and Grady did the same then let baby Logan rest on Clark's chest. We had been putting off celebrating our first anniversary for months, but the babies daddies insisted that we go. We postponed because of their work issues, then there were the babies' fever dramas, and now, months after the actual date we were finally able to find the perfect time and take a week off for ourselves.

After a very reluctant goodbye, Grady grabbed his jacket and mine and we kissed our babies goodbye while they were looking happy and content in Lena and Clark's arms. Our suitcases were in the car already and Percy made sure everything was as planned before he ushered me to the car.

Two hours later we were in our private jet on our way to a secret destination. My husbands insisted on keeping it a secret only telling me to pack for cold weather. I do love winter vacation spots, and we did go on a short tropical weekend getaway a couple of months back.

"Okay, I think it's time you tell me where we're going?" I scooted closer to Grady once the seatbelt lights went off. I was finally excited about our anniversary trip once we were on the air.

Aside from the new jewelry they got me, they also surprised me with a secret getaway trip. They had planned for mom and dad to stay with our mini twins, and Silas and Silvia were on standby should they need help.

It was never easy leaving my babies behind, but Grady and Percy told me that they wanted to surprise me. But the ten-hour flight was taking me further away from my babies and my mind was intrigued, I was tickled with the possibility of our true destination. I just needed to know where we were going.

"You can ask Percy if you want, but I'm not telling you." Grady wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in closer.

"Ugh! I don't get why both of you are being so childish about this."

"It's a surprise, princess, come on it's a long flight. Let's have sex." He was shamelessly kissing and starting to unbutton my blouse. "Percy!"

"What? Oh, come on... it's our anniversary. And we've been working so hard this week, ask Silas."

God, sometimes I feel like I'm trying to communicate with college boys.

"Okay," I decided to speak their language when I got up, put my hands on their knees, giving them a peepshow of my cleavage. "The first one who tells me our destination will get the first anniversary..." "Siberia!" both said at the same time without me even finishing my sentence.

"What? Why?" I couldn't help myself not to giggle, sometimes these men just made me laugh and I love them both because of it. I shook my head in amazement then grabbed their hands and lead the way to the private bedroom in our jet. Yes, I have to keep on saying ours since I was still not used to having this ridiculously lavish stuff.

"Well, since you repeatedly said you want to spend your old days and kidnap our seven children to Siberia then we thought it would be nice to show you the scenery." Grady sat on the king-size bed overlooking the dark sky and Percy sat next to his brother. Both were still eager to wait for the promise of a sexy reward to my question.

"No, you didn't," I laughed and laughed and kept on laughing until they stop joining my laughter.

"Did we go too far, brother?" Percy asked his twin, who had also stopped laughing and started looking at me with a concerned reflection on his face. Maybe he thought I'd gone mad.

"First of all, in my dream, you took our kids, seven of them. But I did imagine living there, retiring there actually... being a cat lady or something. Anyway, do you know that they have huge cats there? fifteen to twenty pounds!" I kept on talking while stripping my clothes off, my husbands glued their eyes on my body as pieces of clothing were peeled away, finally revealing my lingerie-covered body. The body that they've seen many times before, the body they tasted and by now had known every inch of it.

One year and two babies later I couldn't believe that they still looked at me like I was their favorite dessert. And when I pushed their chest further, they moved to the center of the bed and then rested their backs on the headboard. I was stripped down to my white lace underwear and I know it's one of their favorite colors for my lingerie, along with black, nude, red, pink... oh, who am I kidding, they liked them all. Especially when those lace lay on the floor, by the bed. Minutes later, I was still babbling Siberian facts, from the trans-Siberian railway, Novosibirsk as the capital of Siberia, to the fact that Siberia is known for its harsh winter and vast landscape. I did my talk while stripping my husbands down to their birthday suits.

They finally shut me up by showering me with their kisses, I started moaning when Percy pulled me to his chest and my front was flat to his. Grady expertly unclasped my bra then threw it to the floor, then trailed his kisses down my spine. My panties were discarded to join the matching bra set on the floor. Then seconds later, Percy's name rolled out of my mouth when he sneakily inserts his dick into me.

I moaned louder from his thrusts, I whimpered from the frictions of his chest hair to my naked front. "Princess, you're so fucking sexy..." I was about to state more facts when Grady's hand wrapped around my neck from behind. He tugged me back, making me arch back then he planted a hot scorching kiss on my lips. His tongue expertly tease and leave me breathless as his lubed fingers slipped between my ass cheeks massaging my entrance with every thrust Percy gave me. I was high on lust, I was wet as their love wrapped us in a bubble, high above the sky in their expensive top-of-the-line jet. Um... I mean ours.

"Ohhh... my godddd... Grady, more, please..." My plea was pointless when at the same time Grady decided to penetrate and I was feeling his pierced dick, then he moved his hips sensually and that was when I lost it. I didn't care if the flight attendant or the pilot sitting in the cockpit heard me, but I was calling out my husbands' name in ecstasy.

Every fucking time. Every thrust. Every kiss. Every touch. Every friction. Every shudder. Every time we made love we couldn't seem to get enough of each other.

I could feel that they cherished me in their arms, their kisses were waking up my desire, their touches were arousing my lust, and above all, their love linger. Even after the climax, even after they leave for the office, and even after two babies later.

I knew they were the ones. I knew I will love them forever. I knew I will have seven kids with them, and I knew for sure that they will never take our kids away from me because we were going together to Siberia. I was not running away from them, we were going there together.

Another happy ending to end the day. Wrapped in my husbands' arms, I know more happy endings will come years from now, as long as we have each other, oh... and our seven kids.

- The End -