Ileus: The Dark Prince

"There is plenty here," Olivia replied, when suddenly she understood what Ileus meant. She flushed till her neck.

Ileus got up the next instant, plucked Alexander and gave him to aunt Darla and then scooped up his wife. "I know the perfect diet for you." As he walked away with his wife to the top of a knoll and then behind it, Olivia and Kaizan grinned while Darla looked at a stunned Alexander. The child was clearly glaring at his father with his golden eyes.

"Come baby," Darla said. "Let me introduce you to the world of kids!" Afraid that they would hear strange sounds, Darla collected all them in a circle. "And now we are going to play a new game?" she said to all of them.

"What new game?" Nicolai asked, sitting beside Lena, budging her to move to the side and give him space. She had to nudge her brothers Lev and Alex to find space.

"When I say cover your ears, you have to cover them like this," Darla said, demonstrating how to press them hard while covering. The kids listened to her intently. "When I say cover your eyes, you have to cover them like this." Once again, she demonstrated. "And when I say cover your mouth—"

"—cover it like this," Nicolai completed the sentence, rolling his eyes. "So, what is the game?"

Darla knew that the child was way too intelligent for this.

"Ahhh!" she heard the faint groans of Ileus.

"I am going to ask you to do it quickly," Darla invented the game. "Whosoever does it all according to my instructions, gets a one night stay over at Kaizan uncle's place!" She knew that all others would join. There was super excitement amongst the kids. They all loved uncle Kaizan.

Kaizan grunted. "No way!" he protested. Six kids in his house meant he couldn't spend time with his wife. "And why my place, why not your place?" Darla was a smart ass. By sending all the kids to his place, she ensured that both Aidan and she, and Ileus and Anastasia would have all the fun.

Suddenly the groans became louder.

"The game starts now!" Darla said, winking at Kaizan.

"Cover your eyes!"

The kids rapidly covered their eyes.

"Oh Ana!" Ileus rumbled. "Fuck me hard!"

"Cover your ears!" Darla shouted.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Ahhh!"

"I can hear—" Nicolai protested.

"Cover your mouth!" Darla shouted. The kids covered their mouths, and that stopped Nicolai from speaking further. Darla knew what was coming next. "Cover your ears!" The kids excitedly covered their ears and pressed them hard.

All at once there was a loud bellow from behind the knoll. "Anaaaaa!"

The kids waited for Darla to give another instruction, but her mouth was pressed in a thin line and her face was flushed red.

"What about the next instruction?" Nicolai asked, thinking that his aunt Darla had forgotten.

Darla waited for the bellow to ebb as she looked at Nicolai. As soon as the roar subsided, in a shaky voice, Darla said, "Cover your mouth now."

Olivia was in splits. She burst out laughing looking at Darla's expression and how she managed the kids. Gods, Ileus was getting shameless more and more. There was no way these men were going to improve. Kaizan was just as shameless and she hoped that he did nothing like Ileus. Kaizan was actually grunting behind her like a petulant child.

From the corner of her eyes, saw Anastasia walking over the knoll with Ileus following her, pulling his pants and buttoning them up.

In a squeaky voice Darla said, "Cover your eyes." And the kids covered their eyes.

When Anastasia came to sit with her friends on the rug, Ileus placed his head on her lap, wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.

Kaizan looked at the two of them, totally bewildered. "Do you know how Darla managed the kids?" he hissed.

"The game is over!" Darla said to the kids with a sigh. Damn, how much was she going to cover for the deeds of these men?

"But who won?" Nicolai asked.

"You father," Olivia replied a little loudly. She had to take advantage of the situation and tease them all.

"How?" Nicolai got up with his hands on his waist. "This is cheating! I won!"

Lena got up too. "No, I won!"

The kids started fighting. Darla had to get up and intervene. She looked at Ileus and Anastasia and then said, "All of you won because all of you did what I asked. So, you all are going to stay in Kaizan uncle's home for the night!"

"What?" Kaizan protested. "This is—" The kids squealed in delight and that stopped him from speaking further. However, he was so jealous. It was Ileus who got to make out with Anastasia and he was getting punished? He narrowed his eyes. As soon as the kids stopped screaming, he got up, pulled Olivia up and said to Darla, "Now get them to play the same game. My wife is famished." He looked at the kids. "This time whosoever wins, gets to stay at Ileus uncle's place." From the basket, he picked up leather skin and winked at Darla.

The kids jumped up and down with excitement. Two days of fun!

Ileus opened his eyes and shot a dark glare at Kaizan, as he dragged his giggling wife away from there. Suddenly, he picked her up in his arms and walked over the grassy knoll.

"What are they doing there?" asked Nicolai. "Are they also playing games?"

"Yes, my dear," said an exasperated Darla. "They all are playing crazy games and your stupid aunt has got stuck in it!"

"But uncle Kaizan said that aunt Olivia is famished. All the lunch is over here," Nicolai reasoned.

"Come here tiger!" Ileus called his son. As soon as Nicolai went to his father, Ileus pulled him over his belly and made him sit there. Soon the father and son were playing with each other, tickling and pawing and wrestling. Other kids too joined and the crown prince looked like he was soon going to get mauled by them. They were everywhere.

Darla shared a grin with Anastasia. She came to pick up a much needed helping of cottage pie. "I hope you have those sound-dampening spells around your bedrooms."

"We do," Anastasia giggled. "But he doesn't allow me to put those spells when we are in the open." Her louche husband wanted the world to know that he was fucking her.

When Kaizan got Olivia to the other side of the knoll and placed her on the soft grass in the midst of wildflowers, he said, "You look weak, sweetheart. Is it that the little one on the way keeps you so tired?"

She threaded her fingers in his brown locks on the forehead. He was already so worried about her and the child that she didn't want to add to his worries. But how could she hide? She closed her eyes. She popped open one eye and said, "That's not the little one. That would be two little ones."

The leather skin dropped from his shaky fingers, the brew spilling over the grass.