He gently pulled down the quilt that was cocooning Natalia, revealing her flushed cheeks, and his heart swelled with sweetness as if he'd just sipped honey. "Sweetheart, there's no need to be embarrassed. It's not like you haven't doubted me before. Remember a decade ago, you thought I had a thing with Kendra? I don't blame you. I blame myself for not making you trust me right away!"
Magnus leaned down tenderly, yearning to kiss those cherry lips he'd been craving for so long. But as he moved in, young Jonas beat him to it, planting a kiss on Natalia's cheek. "Mommy, I am here!"
Magnus, frustration bubbling up, tossed Jonas behind him. "Ollie, take Jonas out!"
Jonas, of course, resisted, "Dad, you're being selfish!"
"Call it what you will, but remember this, kiddo, if you want to steal kisses, find your own wife, not mine!"
Magnus declared his dominion fiercely. Natalia was his wife, and no one else's!
Since Jonas had been by her bedside for days on end, Magnus wasn't about to hold a grudge for a mere peck now.
Jonas started to walk away, looking back at the dark circles under Magnus' eyes, and decided not to argue. "Fine, you're an old man now, I'll let you have her," he said, strutting out of the room, head held high.
Once Jonas was gone, Magnus grumbled, "Honey, did you hear that brat? I am 'an old man,' he says. Do I look old to you? If he weren't so grown up already, I'd be spanking his behind!"
Before he could finish, Natalia's hand gently covered his lips. Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at Magnus, her beautiful smile turning the world upside down. "Honey, I love you."
His mind exploded with joy as he cupped Natalia's face. "I love you too." He lowered his head and captured her lips at last.
The room was filled with a serene quiet, surrounded by enviable pink hearts.
Magnus lay down beside her, embracing her slender body, kissing her deeply. He pried open her lips, sweeping through her mouth, drawing her in with fervor.
Soon, Natalia felt his urgency pressing against her. She gently pushed Magnus away, but he flipped her beneath him, kissing her more boldly. "Honey, we’re in a hospital... you,” Natalia gasped in surprise.
“Darling, I’ve been so scared lately, I’ve nearly been sick with worry. I’ve watched over you and bathed you. I've been holding back for too long. Come on..."
Magnus continued his assault, kissing Natalia’s lips, chin, and neck, until he reached for her hospital pants.
Natalia used her hand to stop him, but he pressed against her delicate hand with his boner. "Honey..."
"This is a hospital, sweetheart. I want to be discharged."
Magnus closed his eyes, moving off her with difficulty. "Alright... I’ll get you discharged and go home."
What is happiness? It's finding the perfect person for you and then living happily ever after...
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