I reached down and hooked my hands behind the backs of her thighs, encouraging her to wrap her legs around my waist. She squeaked as I picked her up and clung to me as I walked her over to the bed. When I put her down, I knelt so that we were eye to eye. “What do you need?” I asked her, taking in the slight bags under her eyes. “I know you haven’t been sleeping.”
Adrianne nodded. “It’s been a stressful few days,” she admitted. “I know it has for you, too, and I’m sorry about that again. Truly. I was just so afraid about how you’d react.”
The air was sucked out of the room. “You thought we’d, what, run away?” Foster asked.
Adrianne fidgeted with her hands in her lap. “I don't know,” she said honestly. “I'm not entirely proud of all the things that went through my head when I took the first test. I wouldn't blame any of you for feeling... less than enthused.”
A weight shifted from my chest. She had doubts too. I wasn’t alone in that. “We’ll figure it out,” Callan said. “It’s a tricky situation, for sure, but what about having kids isn’t?”
Adrianne let out a shaky laugh and wiped at her eyes. “You’re all amazing,” she said. “I love you all so much.”
ThatI hoped to never get used to, the sweet sound of her saying that she loved us. “We love you too,” I said. “And we want you to feel better. Do you want to take a nap?”
She shook her head. “No, I can sleep tonight.” Her hands went to the hem of her shirt, and she pulled it over her head, leaving her in a white lace bra that made her breasts look like art. “I want you,” she said and then glanced up at Foster and Callan. “I wantallof you.”
Sharing wasn’t an issue for the three of us, but it had been a long time since we’dallshared a woman. “Are you...?”
Adrianne reached behind her back and unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor, and my mouth went dry at the sight of her. “Don’t ask me if I’m sure,” she said and wriggled out of her yoga pants and pushed them down her hips. They fell in a puddle at her feet. “Please just... touch me.”
The three of us moved as a unit, shucking off our clothes and maneuvering her further onto the bed. I ended up with my back against the headboard with Adrianne in my lap. I had one of her perky nipples in my mouth. Foster was plastered against her back, kissing her neck and shoulders, and Callan was at her side, kissing her like his whole life depended on it.
Adrianne moaned under our touch, giving in to all the sensations running through her. I reached between her thighs and brushed against her with my fingers. She was soaked. “Needy girl,” I murmured against her breast.
She rocked into my touch, and when I found her entrance, my finger sank into her wetness. My cock throbbed at how ready she already was. I pressed inside her and crooked my finger, touching that spongy spot that made her cry out and buck against my hand.
Almost as if she was shocked into action, Adrianne reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock. I nearly choked as pleasure spiked through my gut. “Adrianne.” She sank down, taking me inside her. “Holy shit,” I groaned, unprepared to be so suddenly seated in her perfect heat.
Her hips snapped against mine, and I bracketed her hips with my hands to try and slow her down as she rode me. Adrianne tossed her head, trying to quicken her pace again. “I need...” She gasped. “Please.”
“Poor girl,” I murmured. “You’ve been needing us for days, haven’t you?” She nodded, whimpering as she rocked against me. I reached between us and thumbed her clit, giving her the pressure that she needed to come around me. I grunted as her muscles fluttered around me but held back from following her over the edge.
She slumped in my arms, panting. “Sorry,” she said.
I laughed. For what?”
Adrianne looked at me. “That was... fast.”
I laughed, and she groaned as I moved inside her. “Does it feel like we’re anywhere near finished?” I asked. She wriggled her hips, and a groan got stuck in her throat.
I met Callan’s hungry gaze. “Swap?” I asked.
He nodded, and I lifted her off my lap. My dick ached from the loss of her tight warmth as I passed her into Callan's arms. Her eyes dipped down, and I wrapped a hand around myself and made a show of stroking myself using her leftover wetness.
“Fuck,” she breathed, and her tongue darted out.
“You want him in your mouth?” Callan asked.
Adrianne nodded. She got onto her hands and knees, dipping so that she could take me into her mouth. I moaned and did my best not to buck into the perfection of her mouth. Callan positioned himself behind her and thrust inside. She threw her head back, crying out, and her hands clutched at the sheets below us. “How do you want it, Princess?” he asked, hitching his hips.
Adrianne moaned. “Hard,” she murmured. “Please.”
“Anything you want, baby,” he said and began to piston his hips into her, finding a rhythm that made the most beautiful sounds pour from her throat. She swallowed me down again and rocked back into him. Callan groaned and pounded into her. “That’s it, Princess. Take what you fucking need.”
Foster, who moved to the side, reached beneath her and plucked at her nipples, giving her another sensation to drive her on. Adrianne moaned around me. She was so close to spiraling. I touched her cheek gently, bringing her eyes up to me.
“You’re doing so well,” I said. “Just a little more. You’re so close.” Adrianne’s eyes rolled back as an orgasm broke over her, and she rode our bodies, extending her own pleasure.
Callan’s hips stuttered. “Fuck,” he groaned as he came. Adrianne swirled her tongue over the head of my cock, and my balls drew up. Pleasure curled up my spine, and the orgasm that I had been trying to hold back roared over me. I came with a grunt, shivering when she swallowed around me.