Tatum and Henry

“Mummy, daddy!” Rhiannon yells, running into our room. I groan and look at Tate who's still asleep. Rhiannon climbs up onto our bed and kisses my face all over.

“Good morning daddy, good morning daddy,” she says at every kiss.

“I think your mum would love your kisses,” I say, chuckling as I hear a low moan from Tatum. Rhiannon grins at me before turning to her mother.

“Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! Today is Zoe’s birday pardy!” Rhiannon cries, jumping onto Tatum’s body.

“Sweetheart, it’s too early for all this excitement,” Tatum groans, turning towards me and burying her head into my chest. I look at Rhiannon who pouts.

“Princess, why don’t you wake your uncle up and ask him to make you some breakfast?” I ask her. Rhiannon looks at me, a happy expression on her face. She slides off our bed and runs for the door.

“Close the door behind you, daddy want’s some mummy time,” I call out as Rhiannon gets to the door.

“Okay!” Rhiannon yells back, closing the door behind her.

“Mummy daddy time?” Tatum asks, looking up at me with a smile on her face.

“Yup,” I say, cupping her face and kissing her. She opens her mouth and I take control, exploring her mouth with my tongue.

*

I trace my hands down the side of her body and across the curve of her hips. She is so beautiful. I get to the centre of her heat and am pleased to feel the warm wetness of her core. Tatum moans as I circle her clit with my finger, gently tugging it as it hardens beneath my touch.

“Oh god Henry,” she whisper moans as she pulls away from our kiss.

“You like that?” I smirk, enjoying her sigh as she nods her head. I crawl over top of her body, pushing her shirt up above her breasts, where I gently lay kisses as I move towards the hard buds of her nipples.

Gently I place one nipple between my teeth, licking before letting go. Tatum softly moans as I leave her nipple exposed and place my lips round her other nipple.

“Henry,” she moans again, her hands on my head as I begin my descent down her abdomen towards her core. I want to tease her, to make her wet before I give into her want, but my desire for her makes it difficult, as my dick hardens as I get to her mound. Parting her lips with my fingers, I tentatively stick my tongue in and out between her folds.

“Henry! Please!” she begs as I take my time. I reach her clit and circle my tongue round it, flicking underneath to set off the nerves. Tatum screams as I enter her with my fingers while I suck on her clit.

She runs her hands through my hair, pressing my head down as I work my tongue and mouth against her core.

“Arrgh,” Tatum screams as I thrust another finger inside her. I look up and watch the expression on her face as she cums onto my hand.

“Oh Henry!” she gasps. I smirk and lean towards her, kissing her lips and letting her taste herself.

“You like that baby?” I ask. She nods.

“What about this?” I then ask, centering my penis and pushing my tip inside her.

“Fuck! Yes!” she cries. I grin and slowly enter her.

“Fuck you’re so tight,” I groan as I enter her fully. She smiles and I kiss those sweet lips.

Slowly I thrust into her, my eyes locked onto hers as I move in and out of her body. We look into each others eyes as we meet each other into the middle, our pace quickening. Tatum kisses me and I return it, thrusting deeper and deeper inside her, hitting her womb.

“Fuck Tatum you feel so good,” I groan, closing my eyes. I feel her walls tighten around me and I grunt, my seed giving her insides a good soaking.

I kiss her once more before pulling out, lying down next to her as we tame our breathing.

//\\//\\//\\

Zoe’s birthday was being held at Sefton Equestrian Centre, located in the farmlands of West Sefton. It was further away from Waning Moon territory, and we left at ten to get there by eleven. We took the truck with Tate and I in the front and Jed and Rhiannon in the back. Rhiannon was so excited, chatting happily as we drove towards the edge of Sefton’s more rural side.

When we arrived, I noticed several cars already in the parking lot, and people milling about. I helped Rhiannon out of the car with her big present for Zoe. We walk through the gravel parking lot, and across a large grass area towards a barn where we could see people.

“Cleo!” Rhiannon cries when she see’s a little girl I’m not familiar with. She passes her present for Zoe over to Tatum and runs towards an olive skinned girl with brown curly hair and brown eyes.

“That’s Cleo, Waverly and Sava’s daughter, she’s a few months older than Zoe,” Tatum explains. I nod. I haven’t met Waverly yet, but I know she is Adrian’s younger sister. Her mate, Sava, I have met though, he’s a delta and fought in the war.

We walk over to the girl when Sava walks out, holding a woman’s hand.

“General Henrik,” Sava greets looking at me.

“Please, call me Henry,” I smile.

“Henry. I heard you were Tatum’s mate, Rhiannon looks just like you,” Waverly greets.

“I know, good looks run in my family,” I say, making Tatum and Waverly laugh.

“Let me take that, and I’ll let Zoe know you’re here,” Waverly offers, taking the present off Tatum and turning to Rhiannon. We make some small talk with Sava when Zoe runs out, her light brown hair bouncing from her braided plaits as she moves.

“Anna!” Zoe cries, enveloping my daughter in a huge hug. The girls laugh and start talking.

“Come and see the horses!” Zoe then yells, grabbing Rhiannon and Cleo’s hands and running towards the paddocks.

“I’ll go with them,” I offer.

“Me too,” Sava says. I lean over and give Tatum a chaste kiss as she says she’s going to look for the others in the barn.

Sava and I follow the girls to the fence when Zoe whistles and two horses come trotting over to say hello to them.

“Look, they have their cutie mark!” Zoe says happily, pointing to the brand mark on the horses neck.

“Yeah, cutie mark!” Cleo repeats. Sava gives me a questioning look.

“My Little Pony,” I admit, a little embarrassed that I know what the girls are talking about. Sava nods as if he knows what I’m talking about as well.

We watch the girls pat the horses and talk.

“Horses huh?” Sava says. I nod.

“Yup. I’ve given Rhiannon rides on my wolf, but she still loves her horses,” I reply. Sava nods.

“It must be a girl thing,” he says. I agree.

We stand there for a little bit longer when Sava asks if I want a drink. I agree and we call the girls to follow us into the barn. They pout but reluctantly hop off the fence and follow us.

The barn looks interesting. There is a normal double door opening to the inside, with a tack room and office to the left. To the right are many wooden picnic tables which have all been decorated, and two large tables set up on the right wall, one for presents and the other for food and drinks. The room is lit up with the wall on the other side open to outdoor stables, and you can see stable hands grooming the horses that are there.

Vas walks up to us and quickly greets us, followed by Adrian a few minutes later.

“Beta Henrik!” a cheery voice greets as an older man walks up to me.

“I’m Elder Jerome Clifford, Adrian’s dad, and this is my mate Sandra,” Elder Jerome introduces.

“Hi. Nice to meet you,” I say.

“I wanted to thank you for all that you did during the war. I spent a lot of time angry at humans due to my own grief, and if it wasn’t for your involvement, my grandpups would be in danger, so thank you,” Elder Jerome says. I nod.

“Yes, thank you,” Sandra says.

“You’re welcome,” I reply, noticing that Adrian’s son Eros running towards Elder Jerome and grabbing his hand.

“I think he wants to show me something,” Elder Jerome smiles, picking the boy up and wishing us goodbye.

I look at Sava who just nods.

“He was a stubborn arsehole for years. Adrian meeting Vas and having pups was the best thing to happen to that man,” Sava says in ways of explanation.

“Everyone! Food is ready!” I hear Margot call out from the food table. Rhiannon walks up to me and grabs my hand, knowing that I will serve her food before I get my own. After everyone eats Vas calls all the older children and adults who want to go for an hour ride to come over to her. I smile as I watch Rhiannon, Zoe and Cleo run from their table over to Vas. Sam, Jed and Wiliam join them and so do Saxon’s twins.

“Daddy, are you coming?” Rhiannon asks me when I walk over.

“No Princess, I don’t need a horse to go fast,” I say, smiling at my girl.

“That’s ’cause he has a wolf,” Cleo says knowingly.

“That’s right, Kamikaze is already as big as a horse,” I say, picking up Rhiannon in my arms.

“Daddy, can we sadda you?” Rhiannon asks. Tatum cracks up laughing.

“No baby, I don’t think your dad or Kamikaze would like that,” Tatum says for me.

“What?” I ask.

“Never mind,” Tatum laughs.

I walk over with Rhiannon in my arms and put her up onto the pony a stable-hand led to us, making sure the stirrups are the right length for her.

“Will she be okay on her own?” the stable hand asks. I nod.

“Yeah, she’s hardy, got a thick skull,” I explain, giving Rhiannon a smile. The stable-hand just nods and passes Rhiannon the horses reigns, showing her how to control the horse and get it to move. After a few attempts, Rhiannon has the horse’s control like a natural, making the stable-hand give me a satisfied nod.

We watch as the stable-hands then get on their horses and lead those riding out of the stables and down the gravel road with them. I watch and take photos with my phone of my girl riding her pony. Tatum walks up to me and wraps her arms round my waist.

“She’s getting too big,” I say.

“Yeah, but I’m worried. What if she falls?” Tatum asks.

“She’ll be fine, she’s an Erstad. I was jumping off roof’s at her age,” I say.

“That’s what I’m worried about,” Tatum states.

Because Rhiannon is one of the youngest riding today, she returns back to the outdoor stables with a stable-hand after half an hour, but the rest weren’t expected back for another half hour.

“Daddy, mummy, me want horse!” Rhiannon grins as I grab her from her pony.

“You’ll have to talk to your father,” Tatum says. I growl at this which makes Tatum giggle.

“Pwease daddy? Me want horse!” Rhiannon then says, wrapping her arms round my neck and batting her eyelashes at me. How can I resist that?

“Anything for my Princess,” I say.

“Yay!” Rhiannon cries.

“When you’re older but,” I say, narrowing my eyes at Tatum, who laughs again.

The rest of the riders return back thirty minutes later and hop off their horses and ponies, some rubbing their sore bottoms.

We gather round the birthday cake, Rhiannon by Zoe’s side, singing Zoe happy birthday. Photos are taken and Rhiannon grins as she stands next to her best friend.

“I’m so lucky to have you, and her,” I say, holding Tatum more tightly in my arms.

“Me too,” she smiles. I grin, leaning in and giving my beautiful mate a chaste kiss on her lips. This is my happy ever after.

THE END.