Say Uncle Doggy Style

by Steele, C. M.

  Ted stepped into the fray, looking down at our surprise. “Whoa, cute dogs. So that’s what you’ve been doing all day.”

  “Yep.” I smirked at my older brother, tossing him a nod and wink.

  He laughed, knowing damn well that wasn’t what we did all day. “Sure. I bet you were on all fours today.”

  “No, but it sounds like a great idea. Want to be a “great” uncle?”

  “Nope. I want my wife to myself. Wish me luck. See you tomorrow afternoon.” He left us with his kids as well. The bastard. He was lucky that I could make my wife come in minutes. Fuck, we’d had so many quickies lately that I felt like a king at how fast her pussy would clench around my cock.

  “Who wants pizza for dinner?”

  A cacophony of cheers rippled through the living room. “I guess that’s a yes,” Angel laughed out, squeezing my bicep before laying her head on my arm.

  “I’m thinking of sending them back to Ted with a stomach full of sweets as well.”

  “Don’t be mean. Only half full.” She giggled so sweetly that I ache to take her ass again. Fuck, my dick hardened, and I was thankful that the kids were focused on the dogs. “You look like you need a moment.”

  “It’s all your fault. You’re too damn perfect. I love you.” I brushed my lips across hers. “Excuse me.”

  “Do you need a hand ordering that pizza?”

  No smart man would turn down his stunning wife. Quick or not she would get every inch of me until she couldn’t take anymore and then I’d fill her up. My dick was so hard, I choked out, “Kids we’re going to order the food. Be nice to the dogs.”

  “Order food?” huffed my oldest. He was onto us as always. Damn, the kids these days…they knew too much too fast. It could have been our fault, but it would never stop me because I’d move heaven and earth to touch Angel.

  “Yeah. Mind your business.”

  “Fine. I want that cookie pie thing.” The little shit was a good negotiator. He turned back to the other kids. As the oldest, he commanded the attention and respect of the other kids.

  “Deal.”

  “That kid is just like you, Dean,” Angel said as we reached the stairs. I swooped her up in my arms because we didn’t have time to walk leisurely up to our room.

  “A little too much,” I grumbled, carrying Angel into our bedroom across the house. We had to be fast. “We have only five minutes before the little one comes calling for us.”

  I had Angel naked on all fours at the edge of the bed while I stood behind her balls deep into her sweetness all within thirty seconds. “Fuck. I’ll never get enough of being inside of you.” I thrust in and out of her while nudging my jeans down. I’d been too fucking wild to lose my clothes. “Do you know what your giggle does to me?”

  “I’m starting to learn.”

  “Starting? A decade, baby, and you’re just learning? I must not be drilling your pussy good enough.” I picked up my pace, leaning forward with my palms on the bed straddling her body. My chest pressed against her back as my hips pumped fast, driving my dick hard into her.

  “Oh, shit. Dean. I’m coming,” she cried out, slamming her face onto the pillow to squash her screams. Seeing her come undone while her pussy gripped and massaged my cock sent me over the edge. Jets of cum filled her tight womb.

  I leaned forward and kissed her spine and then grunted out, “I love you, Angel.”

  “I love you, but I think I’m going to need a cookie,” she moaned.

  “You definitely earned a cookie because I smashed the shit out of yours.” I pulled out and bent down, kissing her ass before standing up and tucking my cock back into my pants.

  She backed her ass up until her feet hit the floor to stand, so I lent my sexy wife a hand. “I’m going to wash up while you place the order.”

  I spun her around in my arms and held her close to me. “Sounds good—but first—I need my kiss.” She reached up and took my mouth. Fuck, I’m getting hard again. At my age, I should be working hard to get it up, but she kept my dick stiff. God, I loved this woman and our life.

  “I bet they haven’t even ordered it.” I heard Dean and his brother James as I reached the kitchen hallway. I chuckled and ducked into my office to make the call.

  Chapter 5

  Angel

  I closed my eyes and let the sun hit my face. Dean took the boys to a local boxing gym to work out some of their summertime boredom. We only had a couple of weeks left before school started and the kids were testing our nerves and each other’s. They had gotten to the point where they fought with each other over every toy, game or time with Dean and me. I sighed, taking a drink of my iced tea and set it back down on the small table next to my lounger. Emily spent the night at Ted’s house to play with her cousins. They would be dropping her off in an hour to give me the peace I needed.

  We loved our massive brood, but they could be a lot to handle.

  I picked up my tablet and read another romance. I laughed. I could write one about our love story that could rival any insta-love romance I’d ever read. I had my own alpha male and would forever be happy with his ways. Dean…I sighed just thinking of my husband. He made me so thrilled and I ached for him to come home. Instead, I continued to read a sex scene that made me crave Dean between my legs.

  It was crazy, but the quiet in the house became deafening. Strangely, I missed my whole family so much I had to send a text to Dean.

  How’s it going? How are the babies? Do you miss me?

  My phone rang, catching me by surprise. “Hey beautiful. I just got this text from a sexy woman and I had to see what she was doing.”

  “She’s sitting by the pool, thinking about how wonderful her family is,” I said with a sigh, feeling a little pathetic. He took them out to give me a break and I was so damn needy that I wanted them back.

  “She’s supposed to be relaxing and taking care of my other baby.”

  Rubbing my belly, I added, “I am relaxing and this one is being good not to move too much.” Just then the baby kicked my hand lightly. “Besides, I’m horny.”

  A low growl came through the other end before he said, “We should be home in about an hour. The boys are hitting the showers and then we’re going to pick up dinner. Did you want me to swing by Ted’s and pick up Em?”

  “That sounds perfect.”

  “You are perfect. I can’t wait for my kiss when I get through the door. Tonight, I’ll make sure you’re nice and taken care of. Okay, my sweet wife.”

  “I’ll be waiting.” He hung up and I set the phone onto the table again, closing my eyes.

  The next time I opened my eyes it was to the sound of Dean whispering in my ear. “Angel, baby. You need to wake up.”

  “Did I fall asleep for long?” I mumbled and then released a long yawn.

  “Yes, baby. You scared me. It’s too damn sunny out for you to be sleeping out here.” He tucked his hand under my legs and the other cradling my back, picking me up and carrying me inside the house.

  “Always my hero. Where are my babies?”

  “Junior, James and Max are setting up dinner in the dining room and Emily and Benji are feeding the pups.” We entered the kitchen and then Dean set me on my feet.

  “Where’s Ryan?” I already had a feeling the answer would be in his room reading. My little bookworm could read for hours at a time. I didn’t get him his own personal tablet for reading because I didn’t want to damage his eyes, but once he turned ten I would.

  “I’m right here, mom,” he muttered with his head in a book.

  “Did you have fun?”

  “A little.”

  “Hey mom. You should have seen Ryan. He destroyed the punching bag like he was a boxer or something,” Junior added, coming into the kitchen.

  “Really?”

  “It was a fluke,” Ryan added. “I had fun…I guess.”

  “How about you put your book away and eat with the rest of us?”

  “Fine.” I knew it was one of the new books we
picked up from Barnes and Noble yesterday, so he must be really annoyed to be interrupted. That was my boy. I gave him a hug and then walked with my men into the dining room where we all sat down to eat.

  * * *

  “Mom, what does she want him in her mouth for?” Ryan asked, holding my tablet out.

  “What? Where did you get this?” I snatched my Kindle out of Ryan’s hands as the color drained from my face.

  “You forgot your tablet by the pool. I took the dogs out with Junior and wanted to see what you were reading.”

  “You know you’re not supposed to be reading my books on here. They are for older people.”

  Dean walked up and said, “She was saying that she wanted a kiss. You know how I gross you out when I kiss your momma? Well that’s what that scene means.” I could kiss this man right now.

  “Exactly.”

  “Eww. That’s gross. I’ll stick to my books.” He walked up the stairs to his room while I dropped down on the sofa, shaking my head.

  Resting on his haunches, Dean kneels in front of me. “Damn, I want me in your mouth.”

  “For that save, you can have it.”

  “Shit, I can’t wait.”

  “Well, let’s get these kids to bed, and I’ll run my mouth all over you,” I said, sliding my hands into his hair and pulling him to me for a deep, soul dominating kiss.

  We got the kids to bed quickly that night.

  Chapter 6

  Dean

  “Angel, babe. Where are you?” I shouted as the boys and I entered the house. She came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. Damn, she looked sexy as fuck with her hair mussed up and her new glasses on.

  “Welcome home! How was the game?”

  “Great. The Red Sox beat the Yankees six to four.”

  The boys mumbled, “Hi, mom.”

  The only one who was still wide awake was Benji who couldn’t stop talking all the way home about the game. I loved every moment of it. I wished Angel could have been there, but the girls were too little or not interested. “We won, Momma,” Benji shouted, sporting his brand new Jersey with his name on the back. “One day I’m going to be hitting my own homerun off the Green Monster.”

  “And mommy and daddy will be there to see it. Sorry to interrupt, but Daddy hasn’t greeted Mommy properly.” I closed the gap and slipped my arm around Angel, dipping her for a deep kiss. Damn, I groaned, rubbing my cock against her heat discreetly.

  “Gross,” Junior muttered. “Get a room.” He said that whenever we kissed.

  “I own all the rooms,” I told him just as he let out a long yawn. It was already ten thirty and the kids were nearly dozing off on the way home. The game went into extra innings, but my Red Sox pulled through. “Go wash up and get in bed all of you. Hey, but first, give your mom a hug goodnight.”

  “Gladly,” Junior added, squeezing Angel. Each of my boys followed suit before marching upstairs.

  “Where are my girls?” I took her hand and brought it to my lips.

  “Asleep. Emily fell asleep an hour ago, trying to wait up for you. I just set Becks down. She wasn’t having it until I fed her one more time.” At three months old, she was a hungry little girl.

  “Stealing all my milk again,” I growled and pouted playfully.

  “Silly man. Anyway, I wanted to tell you I got a call from the pet adoption agency that you made that massive contribution to.”

  “We made the contribution.” She forgot sometimes that everything I had was hers and the dog thing was to please her. I’d do anything to make her happy.

  “Yeah, well they said that all of the dogs were given away to their owners after passing their training,” she finished with a squeal.

  “That’s wonderful, babe.” I dragged her back into my arms for another kiss.

  “They want to give us some sort of dedication. I told them it wasn’t necessary. I hope that’s okay.”

  “Of course. We didn’t do it to be rewarded. Speaking of, where are the two lovebirds?”

  “They’re in their playhouse in the backyard.”

  “Okay. I’ll get them and then you and I can celebrate my Red Sox winning.”

  “Um…why would I ever celebrate the Red Sox winning?” As a White Sox fan, she gasped in outrage.

  “Because you love me.”

  “Well for you, I’ll do it, but only for you.”

  “You’re only for me. Mine,” I growled. “I love you, Angel.”

  Loud yelping barks sent us apart. “Damn, cockblockers.”

  “At least they aren’t in our bed.” She grinned, swaying her hips from side to side as she walked to the stairs. Fuck, I couldn’t look away even with Mickey and Minnie barking. Once she was out of sight, I opened the door for the two dogs. Bending down, I petted Minnie and then scowled at Mickey. “You got yours now let me get mine.” He wagged his tail before moving to his bowl which is full. Minnie followed behind, but like a gentleman, he let her eat first.

  “Now, onto feeding, mommy,” I muttered, running out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

  Epilogue

  Dean

  Angel talked me into letting her do the annual dog event again despite my reservations, but like I told her before, she wasn’t going to do it alone, and I was wise for sticking to my guns. I promised her that I would behave and not beat anyone up, but like always she was a walking bombshell that attracted men without even trying. I didn’t know if it was her naturally beautiful face, luscious tits or sexy ass that drove them to her, or maybe all of the above, but single men flocked to her and it drove me insane.

  Within an hour, I knew that I had been right to be there.

  Another year, another fucker who wanted his jaw broken. I watched as two guys approached my wife. One moved off right away, but the other lingered too long for my liking. I let it go until I sensed she was uncomfortable. The second she gave me a hint, I was over there, breathing fire down his back, ready to tear the bastard a new one. I’d learned that it didn’t matter that her rings were on her fingers. Guys found it almost a challenge to see if they could seduce a married woman. Yeah, that happened with a lot of lonely cops’ wives, but Angel wasn’t one of them.

  The latest fuck was ready to get his sack cut off. As I made my way toward them, he brushed his hand over my wife’s. She snatched it away, but it was too damn late. The fucker needed to be taught a lesson he’d never forget. Never touch something that doesn’t belong to you.

  I grabbed his collar and spun him around. Of all the motherfucking people it had to be the guy from last year. “What the fuck? You didn’t learn your lesson the first time?” I slammed him against the table, sending shit flying everywhere. He was lucky this place was crowded, or I’d pull out my gun and shoot the fuck in the head. There was one thing to not know she was married. That was something I could let slide even though I wanted to kill him, but this reached a new level of low.

  “Oh shit,” he stammered.

  “Damn right. You’re in deep shit motherfucker. It’s like you have a death wish because that can come true.”

  “Man, relax. Your hot wife was flirting with me.” That was more than enough.

  “No—” Angel started to protest her innocence, but I put my hand up to stop her. We’d been married way too long for me to doubt her.

  With one hand around his throat, I gut checked him, sending him to the ground bent over. I leaned down, grabbed his collar and made my point extremely clear. “I know she’d never do that. You must have gotten your wires crossed or you are too fucking stupid to live but know this. If I ever catch you near her again, I will kill you, and I’m rich enough to make sure your body disappears forever. Are we clear?”

  “Yeah, man.” I released the bastard, and he took off.

  “Damn. You don’t give two fucks that he’s the Attorney General’s son,” the Captain said as he stepped up to us.

  “I don’t give a fuck who he is or isn’t. No one gave the bastard a right to touch my wife. He was lucky
I didn’t handle him right here. She’s mine, and I’ll never let anyone take her from me.” I took her hand and pulled her with me. She picked up her purse and slid her hand over my chest. “We’re leaving. I’m not letting any other dick think he can ogle my wife. Fuck, they make me want to stay locked up with her until we’re both old and grey.”

  “I’d like that a lot, but I doubt our kids would appreciate it.”

  “Fine. When they’re all out of the house, you’re trapped with me—naked.”

  “Whatever you say, Uncle Dean.”

  I growled, scooped her up over my shoulder, and carried her right out of the gymnasium, swatting her ass before I put her down on her feet outside of my truck.

  The second we got in our home, I spun her around and pinned her to the front door. “Time to remind you of who you belong to Mrs. Evans.”

  “I’m truly not sure. It seems to have slipped my mind, Uncle Dean.”

  “You’re just itching to be fucked hard. You’re mine, and I’m never letting someone steal you from me.” My mouth crushed hers in a deep kiss as I lifted her shirt to unsnap her shorts, skimming her soft belly in the process. Fuck, the thought of adding to our family teased the fuck out of me. “This is going to be quick. I need to fuck you hard, baby. Tell me you understand. He put his hands on you.”

  She brushed her hands over my face, kissing me gently. “I know. Take me, my sweet caveman. Fuck me like you’re marking your territory.” I released my hold on her to shove her shorts off her sexy legs. Angel dragged her shirt over her head, revealing her big tits covered by the thinnest of lace that didn’t hide her painfully hard nipples. Unable to resist, I leaned forward, sucking the peak through the material into my hot mouth. She moaned, rolling her hips.

  “Knees now,” I demanded.

  She slid down to the floor, her legs spread just enough for her to rub her slit. I unleashed my cock from my pants. “Suck.” Her warm tongue lashed out, licking off the bead of come on the tip before slurping my shaft into her mouth. “Angel, you look so damn hot with my dick in your mouth. Let me see your beautiful eyes. Who’s dick do you love, baby?”