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His breath caught and he faltered. He looked to me shock with his tear stained face. "I love you Blaise...every part of you. This is not your fault. You had no idea. We have three beautiful, wonderful children. I don't need anymore. You haven't failed me in any way. I love you so much... You are the center of my universe. Don't you ever feel incompetent or like you're not good enough for me. I love you regardless of your faults...in fact I love you because of them...they are what make you, you."

"But-"

"No buts mr. I love you no matter what. We'll get through this." I said firmly and he captured my lips in a soft sweet kiss.

"Good morning sleepy head!" I sang as Alex and Livy pounced onto the bed next to their father.

"Happy Christmas daddy!" The twins screamed as Blaise peaked from behind his lids looking less that enthusiastic about being woken up.

It had been a few days since he'd told me about his hormonal deficiency. I could still see that he felt very ashamed about it but he was trying to look happy For me.

I admit, It was a bit disappointing to find out that we may never have another child especially because I knew how much he wanted another. But...C'est la vie.

"Happy Christmas...now get out so daddy can sleep more." He grumbled as he placed a pillow over his eyes shielding them from the light in the room.

"Stop being so grumpy Ebineser Scrooge" Livy said with a pout.

"It's time to open presents daddy!" Alex whined. Blaise just raised the sheet and grumbled.

"Why don't you lot get under the covers. Sleep for two more hours and then we'll open presents. Deal?" He asked sounding hopeful.

"Nope" the twins said in unison, shooting his idea down. I've had enough.

"Get your ass up or you're not getting any for a week." I whispered to him and he immediately removed the pillow.

"I'm up" he said in a half grunt half yawn.

"Okay guys...go and wake up your brother." Alex and Kyro like their father loved to sleep. If it wasn't Christmas Day I knew I would have a lot of trouble trying to get Alex out of bed.

The twins shot out of the room at my words. I didn't follow. I had no doubt in their ability to rouse their brother. Blaise, however, was a different story. If I wasn't here he'd eventually con them into a few more hours.

"I'm waiting" I said as his eyes began to close. He threw his legs off the side of the bed and tiredly stood eyes still closed.

"Let's do this so that I can get back to bed."

On our way down to the living room a sting of curses left Blaise's mouth.

"What the bloody hell? Nadia what time is it exactly?" He asked in a horrified tone.

"Just after four." I replied calmly fighting a smile.

"Four! As is four bloody AM? Are you mental? Who in their right mind gets up at four in the morning?"

"Children who are excited about opening their gifts" I replied acting affronted.

Christmas had been a long day. We'd opened gifts and each had three times or more in some cases the amount of food that our stomachs allowed. All in all it had been a great day.

I climbed under the covers after I'd just finished preparing for bed and snuggled in.

A trail of hot kisses made their way down my neck and into the dip of my shoulder stirring an achingly good feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Baby stop. I'm tired." I grumbled batting his head away softly with my hand.

"Not so fast." He growled as he pressed my body to his letting me feel his intentions. "You promised me this Cara, or did you forget already?"

"What? When?" I laughed. "I said no such thing." I replied as I tried to nudge him away with my bottom. He groaned and gave it a firm smack.

"This morning. You said so for me to wake up." He groaned as he rubbed himself against my backside. I gasped.

"Don't put words in my mouth. I didn't say that. You're twisting my words. I said you wouldn't get any for a week if you didn't get up."

" Same thing" he replied as he flipped me onto my back and captured my lips.

I gasped as he slipped my underwear to the side and worked his way into me without breaking the kiss.

"Blaise" I moaned tearing my lips away as he stood me up and pushed me chest first against the wall. It seemed that he wasn't in the mood for any love making tonight.

He ripped my boy shorts from my body and slammed himself back in. He pounded into me.

The coil in my belly snapped and recoiled multiple times.

"Blaise!" I screamed as I came once again wondering if he would come with me this time. My legs were weak, and I didn't know how much more of this delicious torture I could take.

He removed himself and turned me to face him. "How do you feel, love? Do you like it?" He groaned as he lifted me off of the ground and towards his torso.

"Yes" I replied immediately biting my lip.

"Then let me feel you." He said as he wrapped my legs around him securing them on his hips. "Take your wards down and let me feel you...let me feel your enjoyment." He whispered.

I hesitated for a few seconds. I was still not entirely comfortable with that but I didn't have a good reason to deny him.

As soon as I dropped them he lowered my sensitive centre onto his thick mass awakening the fire within me once again. His emotions purred with delight the deeper he sunk.

I moaned as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. He paused, and with a raised eyebrow he hit it again, and again, and again.

"Ohhhhhhh Blaaaaaiii... Yaaaaaaaassss fuuuuuuuuuuu...oh god!" I screamed as he relentlessly gave it to me in the deliciously torturous angle. "Oh yesssss just like that." I moaned as he sped up.

The room was filled with the sounds of pants, moans, groans, and the slapping of wet flesh as he brought me to him entering me fully each time.

He was close I could tell. His emotions intensified. His ecstasy along with mine was almost unbearable. Though...there was an undercurrent of something else. Longing.

The feeling intensified as he came with a roar. I had a feeling I knew why he felt this way.

After we'd cleaned up he handed over a vile of contraceptive potion. The feeling of longing was there again as he did so. It confirmed my speculations. I closed off the connection before he suspected anything.

I excused myself to the bathroom and poured the contents of the vile down the sink. I just knew from the intensity of his feeling that he'd probably never get over this.

Maybe there is something I can do...maybe if I take some potions or stay on bed rest...or something I can carry a baby to term...this can't be all there is. We're magical for Merlin's sake...what's the good of magic if it can't help with something that seems so simple versus the other things it is able to do.

I have to try...I won't tell him. I know it would crush him if I did and we lost another.

A/N:

I want to thank Rose Davis especcially for reminding me that I'd promised to finish my other stories. This is not the last chapter and I will as promised complete it. I know its taking a while, and I thank you all for understanding.

Also, I will be editing this story as I only just realized that I'd written it in present tense which is fine but weird, rather than past tense which stories are usually written in. I will be fixing that as well.