I grip Roman’s tight ass harder as he thrusts down my throat. Holden’s nails dig into my hips. “Fuck, Sophie.”
“Don’t stop, Bambina. Don’t stop until I come. You’re almost there.” Roman encourages as he wraps his fingers in my hair.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
I groan around Roman’s cock, hoping Holden knows that he feels just as good, that he’s doing everything right and then I gasp. Pleasure takes me down all at once. I try to suck in a breath, but take Roman even deeper than I planned.
He groans and fills my throat as he joins me and then Holden finishes with us. Roman slowly eases out of my mouth as I swallow and catch my breath. Holden helps me get my bearings and neither of my men let me fall.
I let out a soft laugh. “Been a while since we’ve done that.”
“We’ll have to work on that.” Roman cups my breasts, but I see him looking me over like he’s checking for damage.
“I’m alright, amore. Better than alright.” I give him a big smile. “That was so good.”
We pant together, clean up, then I lay on the couch. I’m easy to exhaust, unfortunately. I rub my belly and feel one of them move. “Roman!”
He hurries toward me and I put his hand on my belly. He makes a confused face, then wonder crosses his features as he feels one of them kick. “Stupefacente.”
“I know.” I lace my fingers between his. “They’re so ready to have more room.”
“I’m sure,” Holden says as he works in the kitchen. “Do you want a sandwich, baby?”
“Daddy?” We all look over at Link. He rubs his eyes. “I had a nightmare.”
Holden pats his head. “Do you want to talk about it?”
He sniffs. “Mommy got hurt.”
“Honey, I’m right here,” I assure him. “All in one piece. I feel good. We’re okay.”
Link joins me and when he half climbs on me, I see Roman start to panic, but I calm him and our son. I run my fingers through his hair and kiss his forehead as he hugs me tightly. “I was scared.”
“I know. It’s okay to be afraid,” I whisper. “Being afraid is normal when something scary happens.”
Roman nods and sits down beside us, making sure Link doesn’t fall off the couch. He rubs his back. “Everyone is afraid sometimes, piccolino.”
“Even you?” He asks, peeking over at Roman.
“Even me.”
“Nightmares can be very bad,” Holden agrees, bringing over food and a glass of milk for Link. “But then you get to wake up.”
Link nods, but doesn’t let me go. Holden rubs his shoulder, but I see a shadow of worry in his eyes. As if nightmares can spread through a family. Roman kisses Link’s cheek. “Should we go wake up Cora?”
“Yeah, she might have nightmares too,” Link decides.
Roman and Link go to take care of that and Holden comes back to me. “Our poor boy.”
“How are your nightmares?”
“So rare I forget about them,” He assures me, rubbing my belly. “You’ve helped me a lot with that over the years.”
“Shame. Now I don’t have half the reasons to sneak into bed with you.” I tease.
He chuckles and lets me rub his shoulder for a solid minute before sitting under me and rubbing my feet until I give a pleased moan.
“You deserve more pampering, baby. I don’t think I spoil you enough,” Holden murmurs.