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Roarke’s cock strains against his pants. It has to be hard for him to leave us, but doing the hard stuff is what will make us stronger.

Rather than getting too mushy, I take a jab as he’s heading to the door. “Come on over here, Caroline. While he’s dealing with all the dad stuff, I’m going to make another effort to put a baby in you.”

Epilogue

Caroline

“Guys,wedidn’tcomethis far just to have sex in a hotel room?”

“We didn’t?” Bennett asks.

“I’m with him. I don’t see how that’s a problem.”

“This is my first time in Vegas. We have nine months of fun before this baby gets here. I’m not about to miss it just to do the same old stuff we do at home.” I try to crawl out of bed but hands grip firmly around my waist and ankles, pulling me back between the two men.

Roarke and Bennett are on a mission to take me to teach me about the world outside of Eggplant Canyon since the lawyer neighbor was able to find surveillance footage that showed I wasn’t the one driving the car. No jail time means more travel time.

Madi moved next door with her two guys, so it wasn’t too hard of a reach for her to accept that I could have two older men also, even though she still shivers at one of those being her dad. And since she moved, Bennett and I moved in with Roarke. It’s incredible to have my men and my best friend so close.

“Did she just call us old?” Roarke asks.

“Technically, she calledthe stuff we doold.” Bennett trails his hand down my body, skipping all of the important body parts.

“That might be worse.” Roarke lightly pinches my nipple.

“But it’s fixable.”

“What do you propose?” Roarke feigns total interest in their conversation while pretending not to notice how rock hard my nipples are in response to his teasing. Both of them act as if their cocks aren’t steel rods against my sides.

I’m curious what they’ll come up with.

“She doesn’t want to do the same old stuff, like get railed, have her pussy eaten, be the recipient of infinite orgasms, and have us put babies in her. Hmm…” Bennett taps a finger on his lip.

“They’re not infinite.” I sass.

“Did you hear something?” Roarke asks.

“Right now, no, but I did hear something interesting at the hospital the day before we left…remember how I thought I saw two versions of our neighbor?”

“Yeah, and I accused you of losing sanity from nutting too many times in twenty-four hours.”

“It turns out he has an identical twin.”

“That sounds like fun,” I can’t help myself.

Daddy clears his throat, then speaks slowly and carefully. “If—and of course, this is only hypothetical—if we ever caught Caroline ogling other men, what would her punishment be?”

Bennett sinks his fingers into my sex and wastes no time sending jolts of electricity through me. I wonder how fast I can come. I’m already squirming when Roarke leans down and sucks on my nipple.

Bennett continues his thoughtful tone. “I’m not really into punishment. What if we just reminded her of all the good old stuff she has right at home?”

Roarke pops off. “There is something to be said for the power of positivity.”

I can’t stop my moans. My hips alternate between pressing into the bed and Bennett’s hand, then he pulls his hand away. His fingers are in his mouth as he makes a show of slurping my juices.

“Bennett, don’t stop.” I try to grab his wrist but Daddy grabs my hands, shifts on top of my hips, and pins me to the bed. He makes no effort to get his cock between my legs so it sticks out proudly in front of him…useless to me.

“I’m still just Bennett, I really need to get a cool name like you,” he says to Roarke.


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