My eyes closed as my head fell back.
I was surrounded by them, their need, their desire for me.
I pumped Dane’s cock with my hand as Sam grabbed my hair, crying out as he came. “Fuuucckkkk!”
He filled me with his hot seed, which set off my first orgasm.
I screamed and shook, my whole body milking my men’s cocks that gave me their all.
Tayte went next, growling beneath me and pumping his seed into my pussy. Dane was the last to go and as I squeezed his shaft with my hand, hard, his cock splashed cum across my breasts in hot, long spurts.
I couldn’t see.
I couldn’t think.
I could only feel the rolling intensity of giving everything to my triad and getting all they had in return.
Sam pulled out of my ass and I gasped with the loss of the strange pleasure/pain that he’d inflicted on me.
Dane jumped on the bed and reached for me. I went with him and we all piled onto the pillows, a tangle of arms and legs.
And sperm. Everywhere.
No one spoke.
Instead, the room was filled with fast breathing and pounding heartbeats.
I looked up at my men, who looked intensely happy.
Shocked, but happy.
“Next time,” I said, and they all looked to me, “can you all swap around so I get to feel you all in different places?”
Dane grinned and Tayte growled.
Sam dropped a kiss on my lips as they all began to laugh. “Oh, yeah, sweetheart. Anything you want.”
Chapter 8.
Tayte.
The weeks went by and our beautiful mate grew bigger and bigger.
Claire said the baby would arrive in a few short weeks, and although we were excited, we were on tenterhooks waiting for the arrival.
Every day one of us would stay home from work, and if we had no choice but to be away, one of our moms would stay with our waddling, grumpy girl.
She was “done” according to her.
Done with being pregnant, and with being “fat.”
We loved her being so big, but only being a hair over five feet, it was obvious how uncomfortable she was.
There was a knock at the door. I left Sam with Celeste to go answer it.
“Oh, hey, Gray. How are you doing?”
Another great thing about us finding our human mate was the closeness we’d developed between our pack and Grayson’s.