Chapter 7

By the time Mac, Stella and the kids arrived at their new home it was three in the morning. Picking up his son in his arms, Mac carried him into their home while Stella carried Calista. Spreading out the blankets and sleeping bags they placed their children under them. Then spreading their own, Mac lowered Stella down beside him.

"What do you think of our new home, love?" asked Mac as he pulled her closer to his heat. "It's very beautiful, we even have a fireplace but can we manage this? It must be very expensive," said Stella. "I don't want you to worry about that, Stella. We will be fine. All you need to do is enjoy our new home."

Turning himself on his side, he watched her emotions play across her face. Within them he seen worry, insecurity and pain. "Sweetheart, please talk to me. I'd really like to help you through these blues you've been having," said Mac. "I know Mac, but it's really nothing to be concerned with," said Stella as she heard Calista cry.

Removing herself from her husbands arms, she reached for her daughter. "Mac, can you help me with my blouse please?" she asked. "Of course love." Helping her slip the blouse from her shoulder, he noticed her left breast was bruised. "Hold on love, don't feed her yet," said Mac with concern. Turning on the light, he hissed.

"Ahh... Stella, you must be in so much pain. How long has your breast been like that?" asked Mac with concern. "Just for the last few hours Mac. It's fine, sometimes Calista suckles a little to hard." Moving in closer, Mac noticed her left breast wasn't even producing milk. Giving her breast a very gentle squeeze nothing seeped out. "Sweetheart, she's been suckling so hard because your breast isn't producing any nutrience for her," said Mac.

Flipping up his cell phone, Mac called Arianna at the number she had given him. After a brief conversation Mac flipped off the phone. "I need you to listen to me sweetheart. I'm going to run to the all night Pharmacy and pick Calista up a case of formula, okay? Arianna said your milk has dried love. This is why Calista has been suckling so often, she's hungry."

"Oh... what a terrible mother I am. Not to realize I was starving our daughter," Stella cried. "Hey... I want you to stop this right now sweetheart. You are a wonderful mother to our children. Don't you ever forget that. I'll be right back, I love you." Giving her a quick kiss he left out the door.

"Mommy is so sorry, sweetheart. I didn't even realize you weren't getting any subsistence." Walking the floor with Calista in her arms Stella check the backyard. Looking out over the fence she seen the broken gate. "Looks like daddy's going to have to fix that love. We wouldn't want your brother wandering off onto the street, would we love?"

Hearing the door open Stella seen Mac with bags full of food and formula. "Oh my, did you buy out the stores Mac," she smiled. "That's what I love to see, sweetheart. Your beautiful smile. Let's get this formula heated for our little angel," said Mac with a kiss for his wife.

Once they had cleaned the bottles. Mac prepared the formula and took his daughter into his arms. Holding her close in the feeding position, he placed the bottle to her lips, watching as she suckled with greed. "There we are love, that's daddy's girl. Hungry aren't you?" asked Mac as his daughters little fist clenched open and shut around her daddy's.

Finishing up her bottle, Mac placed her over his shoulder and caressed her back till she burped. As Stella watched Mac with Calista she cried again. She honestly wasn't sure why. Bending down towards her son she felt his head. Finding his fever had disappeared she snuggled in beside him.

"Mommy, is you going to be okay? You is still so sad," said MaCanna as he wrapped his mommy closer to him. "I'm fine honey. Why don't you try and go back to sleep?" "I'm thirsty mommy, can I have a drink?" he asked. Getting up, Stella headed to the fridge and took out the juice pouring him a cup. "Sank you mommy." MaCanna said as Stella kissed his cheek.

A short time later, Mac finally had both his children sound asleep. Reaching over to his wife, he pulled her close to him. "Stella, are you awake love?" he whispered. "Mhm... just relaxing. I have a feeling it's going to be a long day," said Stella. "I know it will love which is why you need to sleep now, so you can be up with the children when I leave."

Laying across the pillows they looked into each others eyes. Always, with just a simple glare they felt the fever begin to love each other in the deepest passion. Taking her hand, Stella caressed it down his thigh across to his waist where it came to rest on the button of his jeans. Feeling her unzip the zipper he inhaled as his eyes softly closed, waiting for her stroke across his thickened shaft to begin.

Feeling her hand slip inside, he moaned out her name in the barest of whispers, knowing soon that he would be turning the tables, drowning her in the fevered passion she was giving him. Stroking him now, he became flamed in burning desires. Desires so strong that he turned her without warning, causing her to panic for the briefest of moments.

Not allowing her time to think, he burned her in his heated kiss while his hands danced along her long beautiful thighs. Till he had her open them with the force of his knee as he placed himself above her. Watching as her green eyes darkened and glassed over in sensual desires and needs.

Sensually moving within her soul, they erotically moved in rhythm as their hands raised above them and linked as the first orgasm overtook them both. Still feeling the pleasure course through their souls, Mac hardened again causing Stella to cry out his name...."Mmaaaac."

Flipping them, Mac allowed her to take the lead. Allowed her to erotically dance within his arms. Allowing her to feed, on the sensual teasing he was now giving her body. Feeling the next orgasm build Stella grinded herself deeper within him until he was kissing her womb in his love.

Mac could tell she was lost in the sensations his thickened shaft was givng her. He could feel her beautiful walls tighten around him, begging his shaft to pour his love into her. Hearing her cries begin Mac pulled her down towards him and crushed his lips to hers, covering her cries of ecstacy and love he had brought forth from her soul.

Laying quietly in his arms, feeling their bodies quiver in shared passion. The lovers finally fell into a peaceful sleep.

tbc...

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