My stomach chooses that moment to grumble loudly, and he huffs a laugh, kissing my hand and passing me over to Ash, who guides me towards the stairs. Suddenly, Ash sweeps me up into his arms, carrying me bridal style.
“Ash!” I yell, laughing as he proceeds to carry me up the metal and oak staircase.
“It’s not quite a threshold, but it’s better than nothing, right?” he queries with a tilt to his lips that leaves the butterflies in my stomach all aflutter.
We walk down the open corridor, and he takes me through a huge bedroom with an enormous bed up against one wall. I don’t get to see much of it as we quickly enter the en suite, where Jax already has the shower running and is beautifully naked, washing off the blood from earlier. The water is tinged pink as it runs off him, but I feel no revulsion knowing where it came from and how it came to be splattered all over my Viking Knight. Loki is dressed only in sweats, placing a towel on the heated rail and he gives me a cheeky smile and wink when he notices me staring at Jax. My mind goes back to the first time that I met him back in the bathroom at Highgate and he helped me dry off. Fuck, that feels like forever ago, but it was only eight months ago. Jesus, my life is crazy.
Here with Meby Susie Suh plays softly in the background as Ash sets me down, his hands going to my waist, well, what was my waist before I was pregnant. It seems to be disappearing somewhat. With gentle, worshipping hands that are covered in dried blood, he starts to strip me of my maxi dress, the stretchy fabric sliding down my shoulders and pooling on the ground around me. Knowing that these were clothes which Adrian bought for my pregnant mother sends a shiver across my skin, and I feel the tension release from my body as they fall off me.
Next goes my maternity bra, a cute, navy blue one with lace, and matching knickers until I’m standing naked, looking out of the huge window that takes up a whole wall and shows me the river. His fingers skate down my side, goosebumps following in their wake as he caresses my skin.
“I missed you so fucking much, Princess,” he whispers in my ear, his breath tickling me and making my nipples harden. I let the sensations wash over me, pushing aside what happened at my uncle's house, just focusing on the here and now.
“Time for that later,” Loki chuckles when I gasp as he takes my hand once more and pulls me away from Ash yet again. A growl sounds behind me, which makes Loki grin wider, but Ash lets me go, and I hear the sounds of him undressing too.
I step into the massive, glass shower, Jax turning round and giving me one of his half smiles as he takes my hand and pulls me under the blissfully hot spray. He steps in close, the heat from his body warming my back as a huge arm moves past me to grab the bottle of shower gel from the built-in shelf. Squeezing a generous amount into his hand, I am surrounded by his sweet lemon scent as he lathers up and proceeds to run his large palms all over my body, washing me from top to toe.
I groan and squirm when he bypasses where I really want him to go yet again, as he gets up from washing my feet from behind, not letting me turn round once.
“Jax…” I groan, my core desperate for touch, my skin alight and pulsing.
“Yes, Baby Girl?” he questions with what I can feel is a smirk against my shoulder. I hear another shower start and look beyond Jax to see Ash start to wash under another shower head on the opposite side of us. “You were saying?” Jax reminds me, and I push back into his front, his hard length pressing into my lower back.
“I need you, Jax. Please,” I beg, not above pleading, the band of his arms not allowing me to turn fully and give him puppy dog eyes.
“I’m here, baby, I’ll always be what you need,” Jax whispers in my ear, his rinsed hand sliding around the swell of my stomach, his whole frame leaning over me as his fingers play with my damp, lower curls.
I grasp his forearms, and he glides a single thick digit between my slicked folds, finding my clit instantly and circling it teasingly. A deep moan falls from my lips at the heady pleasure as he plays with the nub, the feeling of his long-awaited touch almost bringing me to climax then and there.
“Jax…fuck, Jax…” I murmur, my eyes closing and his finger strumming a tune that I never want him to stop playing.
The swipe of a tongue on my pussy has my lids snapping open again, and I look down but my bloody baby bump stops me from seeing whose head it is. His fully tattooed back is clear, however, and I know that it’s my husband, my dark Knight on his knees in front of me. Looking to the side, I see Loki watching us with heat in his emerald eyes, his image wavering in the droplets that drip down the glass. He’s got his dick gripped in a tight fist, and I swallow hard at the sight of him pumping his hand up and down, the metal of his Prince Albert piercing glinting.
Ash opens my legs wider, and I lean on Jax as Ash’s tongue dives inside my cunt, shooting stars flashing in front of my eyes as pleasure overtakes me with every stroke. Jax growls his appreciation as his finger moves faster on my nub, my breaths panting out of me as the tingles from their combined attention race all over my body.
It doesn’t take long for my climax to detonate, and they hold me as I shatter into a thousand particles, crying out incoherently when the pleasure consumes me. I stay in Jax’s arms, Ash’s tongue making me twitch as he gives a final few licks before getting up. He looks at me with a fire turning the grey of his eyes molten, and a second later his lips are on mine, his tongue delving into my mouth.
The taste of my own release on his lips and tongue has me mewling and squirming once more, my fingers tangling in his wet locks and pulling him closer, trying to inhale his very essence.
We break apart slowly and reluctantly, his forehead pressing to mine as his solid member presses into my stomach. The baby gives an almighty kick, causing him to jerk back with a laugh.
“All right, I’ll leave your mother alone,” Ash murmurs, his hand coming to rest over the place where the kick was. “For now, anyway,” he tells me, looking up with a wink, and I damn near swoon.
He turns around, shutting the shower off, and Jax unwinds himself from my back, helping me out of the shower where Loki waits with the biggest, fluffiest towel that’s toasty and warm.
“Thanks, love,” I tell him, my eyes darting down to see that his dick is back in his grey sweatpants and no longer looks hard.
“Don’t worry, Pretty Girl,” he assures me, “he’ll be back later.”
I laugh as he leads me out of the bathroom still wrapped in the towel, feeling a lightness inside myself that I’ve not felt in weeks.
* * *
LOKI
A piercing scream wakes me a few hours later, my heart racing as I bolt upright in bed.
Lilly struggles next to me, sheets tangled around her legs as she thrashes and whimpers, her head moving from side to side.