Alien Proliferation

half-closed and the jungle cat look was in full snarl on his face. “You have no choice now,” he growled.
    He started to pound into me, and my orgasm hit. It was deep and powerful, and I wailed. He kept the speed and intensity going, and another orgasm crashed. Then another. My fingers dug into the bed—I couldn’t move in this position, I could only let him do whatever he wanted. Another orgasm hit, and my eyes rolled back. He was going faster, and it was incredible. Fireworks went off in my head while my body shook from climax after climax, and I wailed from pleasure overload.
    Jeff changed the rhythm of his thrusts, still strong and deep, but slower now, more deliberate. He was building me up again, I could feel it, but couldn’t do anything to affect the outcome. He was in complete control of my body and playing me as if I was a Fender guitar and he was Joe Perry, Carlos Santana, and Eddie Van Halen all rolled into one.
    I managed to look at him, and I could tell he was close. He gave me the jungle cat smile again and said one word. “Mine.” Then he slammed into me, still deliberately, but faster and faster with each thrust. My orgasm started, and he flung his head back and roared as he erupted inside me, and my body shuddered and shook in time with his, while I sobbed from the intensity.
    Jeff let go of my wrists and let my legs down gently. He slid his arms around my back, and I managed to follow suit as he kissed me deeply and rolled us onto our sides. I was still trembling, and he stroked my back while he wrapped his leg over and around mine, pulling me even closer against him.
    He finally ended our kiss and tucked my head under his chin. “Go to sleep, baby.”
    I nuzzled into his chest. I was almost asleep when I remembered something. “Have to get Jamie.” Couldn’t believe I’d forgotten about her and figured I was the winner of today’s Bad Mother Lottery.
    Jeff kissed my head. “I’ll get her, baby. And, you didn’t forget about her any more than I did. Even at the newborn stage, you’re allowed to think about someone else now and then, including yourself.” He unwrapped from me slowly, rolled off the bed, and went into the nursery. I heard an increase in purring in the baby monitor. “Not now,” Jeff whispered. “No pets now. No, I mean it. Later.” He sighed. “There, happy?” The purring increased. Jeff moved the bassinet back beside the bed, then went and got the Poof Condo and brought it back out. “Figure you want them out here, right?”
    I managed to keep a straight face. “Yeah, great, thanks. Are Harlie and Poofikins still in with Jamie?” At the mention of their names, two Poof heads popped up from the bassinet. They mewled at me and then went back down, I assumed to snuggle next to Jamie. Figured I’d better get up to look, just in case.
    “No, you stay lying down.” Jeff came over and looked in the bassinet. “Yes, she’s fine, and the Poofs are with her. You need to trust sometimes that everything is as fine as it seems.”
    “I suppose.” Jeff got back in bed, pulled the covers over us and me into his arms. I snuggled back into his chest. “I’ve never lived outside the desert.”
    He held me closer. “I know. It’ll be fine. We can go back any time you want, you know.”
    “Just want to be with you. As long as I’m with you and Jamie, don’t care where we are. I mean as long as we’re safe and secure and all that.” Didn’t figure it was safe to leave that open to interpretation.
    Jeff chuckled. “Me too. Go to sleep, baby. Plenty to do tomorrow. Including test the range on the baby monitor.”
    I smiled and rubbed my face against his chest hair. “Yeah. This place has a lot of rooms.”
    “And we’re going to test out every one of them.”
    “I love being married to you.”

 
    CHAPTER 84
     
    W E WOKE UP LATE the next day. Well, that’s not quite accurate. We woke up to feed the baby an hour after we’d made love. Then four hours later. Then another four. To make the waking up fully worthwhile, we made love each time after Jamie was back to sleep. On the next feeding arousal we decided we could get up and function outside the bedroom, which was something of a sacrifice on my part.
    We didn’t have a baby bath, but Jamie was small enough that we could give her a sponge bath in the sink. She seemed to enjoy it, and I knew Jeff and I did. Opened the drawers to find clothes for Jamie in there. They had to have been from the