#pups square

“Sorry mom.” she winced at the roast now charred black.

“Shit..” Your shoulders dropped.

“Mommy, you keep saying bad words.” Amber scolded.

“I’m sorry honey. And for whatever Aaron did-”

“He gave my new dolly a haircut.” she held up the doll that had no head and claw marks down it’s front. “With his claws.”

“AARON!” you called out in a firm tone.

“I didn’t do anything! She’s lying!” he called back from wherever he was.

“Mom?” Hailey tried to get your attention. “Did you have something in the other oven, too?”

“SHIT!” you yanked the oven mits from her hands and pulled open the oven, smoke billowing out and making you cough.

Firm hands yanked you back and pulled the burning hot tray from your hands and tossed it onto the counter. “Hailey, go open the windows. Hunter, you get the door. Amber, honey, you bring mommy out back for some fresh air okay.” he crouched down to her eye level. “The smoke isn’t good for the baby.”

“Aye Aye, Daddy.” She saluted him before taking your hand and leading you towards the door. “Do you think you can fix her, mommy? Or do I need a new dolly again.”

You sighed. “I’ll see what I can do.” You glanced down and she smiled. “And I’m sorry I didn’t listen when you tried to tell me.”

“It’s okay, mommy. I’ll just cut his hair with my claws.”

“Please don’t.” you groaned, stepping out into the fresh air.  She gave you an innocent grin that you knew not to trust. “You’re supposed to be the good one, Amber.” you teased as you dropped to sit in the porch swing, hand moving over your large stomach. “Our little angel, remember?” you poked her nose and her whole face scrunched up making you chuckle.

“Is Aaron the evil twin?” You cocked an eyebrow at that. “Hailey says that there’s always a good twin and a bad twin. That Hunter was so bad he ate his!”

“Hailey!” you called out and shot an accusatory glare at the doorway to the kitchen, despite her not being there.

“Then tell Hunter to stay out of my room!” she yelled back from inside the kitchen.

“Then stop taking my things!” Hunter shot back.

“Come on, guys.” you groaned, letting your head fall down. You heard footsteps approaching, and you didn’t even need to look up to know who it was. “No more kids, Garth. I swear to god. Eight is more than enough.”

“You weren’t exactly stopping me.” When you looked up, he had a smirk on his face. “In fact, you were rather encouraging.”

“I’m sorry.”

His eyebrows came together in confusion. “About what? About encouraging me so many times? Wouldn’t change a damn thing.” he was smiling wide again.

“About dinner.” you pouted up at him, and his smile fell. “I burnt it all, I- shit!” you shot up from your seat. “I had things on the stove, I-”

“I turned them off, relax.” he chuckled, stepping closer and bringing you into a hug.

“Did I ruin them, too?”

“No, they were just... overdone with love?”

“I ruined them.” you started to cry.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry, it’s okay. It’s just dinner, it’s no big deal.” Garth ran one hand down your hair while the other went up the back of your shirt spreading warmth in its wake. The feel of his skin against yours was calming. “Take a deep breath for me, breathe it in.”

Taking a deep breath, you let the smell of him fill your nose. He smelled of sweat, since he hadn’t showered yet, wood, gunpowder and “Chocolate?” your head snapped up to meet his eyes.

“Ruined the surprise.” he teased, before pulling a chocolate bar out of his pocket. “I know how bad you’ve been craving this the last few days.”

“They don’t even have these here..”

“Well, I found one.” he brought his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. “Feel better?”

“I will when the pack you’ve got me building starts to listen.” you teased. “It’s hard enough with my brain all scattered, but with the boys-”

“I know. I’ll talk to them.”

“No more, Garth. Two sets of twins already, the other three kids, and now this one.” you looked down at your stomach. “This is the last one.”

“Hunter was supposed to be the last one.” he teased. “And then you went into heat, and-”

“I remember.” you groaned, letting your forehead fall to rest against his chest.

“Amber and Aaron were suppose to be the last, as well.” he teased. “Second set of twins, you didn’t want to risk another. Then I came home one night.” Garth’s lips were against the top of your head as he spoke. “And you-”

“I remember.” you sighed softly, and could feel his lips spread into a smile.

“What happened?”  You groaned softly, having all but forgot Amber was outside with you as Garth sent you down memory lane. “What’s heat, Daddy?”

“We’ll talk when you’re older.”

“I wanna know now!” she stomped her foot. “I’ll ask Hailey or Hunter.” she skipped off into the house.

“Aaron messed up her new doll again.”

“Yeah, I saw it.” he sighed.

“Connor and Coen are getting faster. They’ve been teasing Jackson again.”

“And put a hole in the wall, breaking a few family pictures in the process.” Your head shot up. “Hunter’s cleaning up the mess, and I’ll get the boys to help me fix it all tomorrow.”

“No more pups, Garth.”

He smiled softly, giving you another tender kiss. “I know. Go eat your chocolate on the couch, I’ll order us all some pizza before I shower, okay? Anything you want, it’s yours, my love.” You smiled up at him, a smile filled with as much love and adoration as he always showered on you. “Except that. You said no more kids and this one isn’t even out yet.” he teased, making you roll your eyes. “Mind out of the gutter.”

“Mom? Why is Amber asking us about heats?” Hunter asked from the doorway, making you groan, your forehead against Garth’s chest again as he laughed.

“THAT’S DISGUSTING!” came Ambers yell, while Hailey laughed hysterically.

“Hailey!”

“Heats is kissing!?” Amber came out, shooting you and Garth glares, and Garth laughed even harder. “I never want a heat.” she spat. “Boys are gross.”

“You’re gross!” yelled Aaron.

“No more.” you muttered to Garth one last time.

Pizza had arrived, and feeding time at the zoo started. The kids practically shoving each other to fill their plates and rush back to the living room to get good seats and not get stuck sitting on the floor. You watched from your spot on the couch as they rushed into the room, sometimes arguing over which spot was who’s, who had dibs and if dibs were even allowed.

This was why you didn’t let them eat in here every day. To be fair though, the dinner table wasn’t much different.

“Sit.” At the command from their father, everyone settled down. Garth all but smiled triumphantly to himself before walking over and sitting next to you, handing you the plate he’d made for you.

“Never leave.” you pleaded, making him laugh.

“Who picked the movie?”

“Hunter.” Everyone answered at once.

“Alright, Connor’s turn next.”

“Yes!” Connor pumped his fist. “Get ready for blood and guts!”

“Coen’s turn is next.” Garth countered.

“Hey!” Connor turned, shooting his father a glare while Coen grinned happily. Connor turned his glare on his twin and gave him a shove.

“Boys.” Again, at their father’s firm tone, they stopped. “Hunter, turn it on.”

The plates were all stacked on the coffee table. Discarded crusts, chicken wing bones, and crumbled napkins formed a mountain on the top one. The kids were all focused on the action movie that played on the screen. Amber ducked into Hunter every time an explosion made her jump, while her twin brother Aaron was on the edge of his seat with wide eyes.

Jackson, your three year old, was half asleep in Hailey’s lap where she sat on the floor with her back against the couch. Connor and Coen were on the floor as well, punching and shoving each other with excitement every time something happened.

You, you had your arm wrapped around Garth’s, your head on his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his hand gently stroking your thigh. You took a deep breath, breathing him in once again, and let out a soft moan.

Garth chuckled.

“You seem happy.” he whispered quietly, his lips brushing your head.

“I am. It’s quiet, and nice. I love it.” you looked around the room at your pups, at how sweet they could be once the chaos died down.

“You said no more.” When you looked up at him, he smiled knowingly. “I can already smell that your mind is changing.” he gripped your thigh and you licked your lips.

“We’ll see in a few years.”

“Guess I’m not the only one with a breeding kink.” his voice was lower than before and in your ear.

“Don’t start, Garth.” you warned, eyes falling shut as a wave of arousal coursed through you.

“I’m so glad I found the perfect woman to carry my pups for me.” he stroked at your chin before pulling you in for a kiss.

“EW! MOM! ARE YOU HEATING!?”

You couldn’t help but laugh against Garth’s lips. “No, honey. I just really love daddy.”

“I love daddy too!”

“Then come here, princess.” Garth opened his arms, and Amber jumped down from her spot on the couch with Hunter to rush to her father’s arms. As soon as he had her in his arms, he began to pepper kisses all over her face.

“Daddy!” she shrieked as they both laughed and she tried to wiggle free. You giggled as well as you watched them.

“Oh, god.” Hailey groaned, letting her head fall back.

“What?” Hunter asked, looking down at his sister, who’s shoulder was just inches from his leg.

“That’s moms ‘I want another one’ face.”

Hunter winced. “I’m moving out.”

“We’re going to have to just to make room.” Hailey laughed. “Eight kids and counting.” she sighed.

“Better not be twins again.” Hunter muttered.

“I heard that!” Aaron shot his older brother a glare. “Now shut up, I’m watching the movie.”

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