by Frey Ortega
“Carina… It sounds nice. Why’d you think of that one?” Hayden replied, tilting his head slightly.
“Well, we all met in Caer Tarw… I thought of Caer, and the name Carina was close to it.” Brian shrugged. Ronan grinned, and Hayden blinked a little confusedly. “It seemed perfect to me.”
Hayden shook his head, but chuckled. “Well, I think the name Carina suits our little rabbit perfectly. She’s precious and small, and I just know she’s going to drive the men crazy when she grows up.”
Ronan pouted a little. “Not if we have anything to say about it.”
“And what about our baby Minotaur and our little hybrid?” Hayden said, rolling his eyes at Ronan, who merely chuckled and grasped Hayden’s hand. “And before you say anything, I know all three of us are quite bad at names. But we do need to talk about them.”
“I quite like the name Donovan,” Brian said, shrugging. “It’s a strong, masculine name. Perfect for a Minotaur, don’t you think?”
“How about naming our baby hybrid Devon?” Hayden suddenly piped up, to which his two Minotaur lovers peered at him with a blink.
“You mean like after Elder Jennings?” Ronan asked. Hayden nodded.
“Without him, I wouldn’t have been as definite in my desire to be with the two of you.” Hayden said, sheepishly grinning. “I love you both, but I think without Elder Jennings, we might still be bickering about a lot of different things, let alone having these three children together.”
All three of them were silent for a moment. Brian continued to feed Hayden, and Ronan started to slowly rub his hand over Hayden’s shin, and even his foot for a little massage.
“He’s going to love that, you know,” Brian suddenly piped up. Hayden chuckled. Ronan sighed in defeat, but he was smiling. Ronan stood up and walked on over to the three individual cribs, looking down at three spectacular new faces.
The three of them already looked so cute, and he could see the makings of what they were. Baby Donovan, the Minotaur, already had two little bumps for horns on his head, along with the fact that he didn’t quite like being swaddled. Minotaurs always were a bit more on the restless side.
Baby Carina was cute. She was as pale and beautiful as her rabbit father, with a dusting of light brown hair like Hayden’s, too.
It was Baby Devon that made Ronan grin. There were clearly two horn bumps on his head, but he was pale, and just as small as baby Carina. It was going to be interesting to see how the three of them were going to grow up.
And at that moment, Ronan knew that there was nothing to be worried about. He already loved his children.
“Devon, Donovan, and Carina,” Ronan said softly. “Welcome to our little family.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Frey Ortega writes erotic romance, primarily of the gay variety. He lives in what a friend affectionately calls “the south-easternmost part of Spain,” which is an archipelago called the Philippines. He’s a graduate of the Royal, Pontifical, and Catholic University in Manila, with a Bachelors of Science degree in Psychology. Primarily, he works as a writer, a novelist, sometimes a video game journalist, and overall a homebody who spends way too much time on the internet.
He loves writing about people, especially people of all different shapes, sizes and backgrounds, falling in love. You might also find him playing video games from time to time! His favorite ones are MMORPGs, and role-playing games in general (and not just the ones in the bedroom.)
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