Malachi wanted as she laid down, enjoying the sight of her body moving. She hadn't put back on the robe and he was certainly enjoying the sight. Reaching out, he caressed her stomach gently, running his fingers over her hot skin. "You do like my stock," he whispered suggestively, reaching down and kissing her again gently and lingering. "More babies? How many more babies?" he asked with a smile. He knew he wanted more children, but it was more or less up to her. She was the one who had to carry the babies, who had to be willing to give birth.