Epilogue

Four Years Later 

“Ryan, you need to leave your mommy’s bo*bs now. I’ll get you big, colorful feeding bottles. Okay?” asked a pissed-off Ralph as Raven breastfed a hungry six-month-old, Ryan. Ryan ignored him and sucked even harder while Ralph groaned and watched him suck those creamy, delicious orbs. How he wanted a taste of them, but they were oozing with Ryan’s food and Raven refused to even let him get a taste of them. So he sighed and watched and again sighed till Raven smiled and looked at him. 

“He’s done. Do you need a taste?” she asked. Ralph jumped towards her. Of course, he needed it. He was dying to get a taste. Raven burped Ryan and placed him on the bed along with his toys. Ralph’s fingers stroked her breasts, feeling the rounded orbs thoroughly. 

After childbirth, he hadn’t been able to enjoy at all with an over-anxious Raven struggling with Ryan. He wanted to keep a nanny for him, but she wanted to do it all on her own. 

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