Chapter Nineteen
Groth hadpancakes waiting for us, along with chocolate syrup and a knowing grin, when we came down for breakfast a while later. They both tried steering me toward the couch, but I shook my head.
“Guys, I’m good. I loved the pampering the first few days, but now that the cramps are gone, I’d rather not spend another day lying around.”
“Not even for sex?” Groth asked, his tone conveying his stunned confusion. “I heard the happy noises you were making. Didn’t you like it?”
“I liked it just fine, you meddler. Thanks for the towel, by the way.”
He grunted but still looked troubled. He wasn’t the only one. Azio wore a similar frown.
“It’s because I said it was fine, isn’t it?” I asked.
Azio nodded.
I sighed. “That was a modest answer—something I would say in polite company. I loved what we did. I’ve never come so hard before. Feeling every inch of you, stretching me…filling me was divine. I hope that doesn’t go away when my period ends. But right now, the last thing I want to do is have sex again. You’re bigger than I’m used to. By a lot. And I’m sore.”
Azio gave me a sexy smirk.
“After we eat, I can lick your pussy instead, and you can play with my ears. My cock doesn’t need to be in your tight, warm—”
“I get that you like that word,” I said, holding my hand over his mouth, “but it’s not my favorite. Let’s go with fun zone, okay? And it needs a small intermission before we do anything again.”
He licked my palm.
“What do you want to do until you’re ready, then?” Groth asked. “I can find more movies.”
“No more movies, please,” I said, removing my hand from Azio’s mouth. “If all goes well, I should be pregnant within a week or two. So, I thought that if we have something to trade, I’d like to go back to my old house for more of the baby clothes they have.”
Both men stared at me. I frowned.
“You need to give me a hint. I’m not sure what about that has upset you.”
“You will be pregnant soon?”
“Yeah…you know, a woman’s fertile window is usually fourteen days before her next cycle. I’m pretty regular between twenty-eight and thirty days. So, in a few days, my fun zone will be all yours until I stop having periods.”
Azio made a satisfied sound.
“Fourteen days?” Azio asked.
“Yep. Pretty much the middle of the cycle. My egg only lives a day or less. But a man’s sperm can stay alive for days inside of me. That’s why there’s a fertile window. We just need to make sure there are living swimmers in me when I ovulate.”
“We do not need to wait for your period to end. I will wash your fun zone with my seed as many times a day as you allow,” Azio said.
“Which is why I’m anticipating a pretty quick pregnancy.” I smiled at both of them, overflowing with joy. “I can’t wait to add a baby to this family. Brooke was right. It will be so spoiled.”
Groth started putting away breakfast, and I hadn’t even managed more than three bites.
“I will find more man books. You can read while Azio licks you. Cheri likes when Farco does that. It will help keep your fun zone wet and relaxed for Azio. I can bring in a cool water bottle when Azio is finished. It will help prevent pain so he can penetrate you more than once a day. How many times a day are needed for pregnancy? Will you know when the baby is made? Can I watch to see how it’s done? You will have many fey wanting to listen to the baby’s heart. And we will find more chocolate for you to prevent headaches and sickness.” The words tumbled from him in a rush as he moved.
I quickly stood and grabbed his arms.
“Groth, breathe.” He stopped and took a deep breath like I directed. “You’re panicking. Don’t. That’s my job. You need to be cool and steady, right?”
He grunted, but I could see in his eyes that he was creating a mental list a mile long for the baby that Azio and I wanted to make. A baby he wanted us to make just as badly. As much as I loved his attention, he really needed a woman of his own. He was too attentive and sweet not to have one.
Plus, his question about watching made me nervous. Or maybe curiously excited, which I didn’t want to acknowledge.