Howard?

Sigmund's POV

I lay here looking at my still sleeping mates. Last night we did a hell of a lot of things we have been missing out on. We all reconnected while the kids slept. Sophia is cuddled up against me, her back to my front. Her arms are wrapped tightly around Iris who is facing her. I can just imagine the mess of milk between them.

Just as the thought crosses my mind, I hear one of the babies starting to wake up. I stand up, ignoring my nakedness, and smile. "I got them," I whisper as the women in my arms go back to sleep.

When I get by the babies I can tell which one is crying right away, Genesis. He is ready for his momma's milk. I pick him up and hold him close as I make my way to the changing table. I'm sure he needs a diaper change, and that is something I can do.

When I have finished changing his diaper I take him over to Iris, a smile on my face. Sophia has rolled over onto her back, taking up the space I was in. Iris' eyes are open and she is looking at our beautiful ma