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“Are you cold?” I know she’s not, the pool is heated.

“No, just achy.”

“Where at, Angel?” I slip my hand between her legs. “Here?”

She wraps her legs around my waist and rides my fingers. “More, please.”

I walk over to the edge of the pool and set her ass on the edge of the adjoining hot tub. We’ve done this dozens of times, so it takes nothing for her to lean back and spread her legs for me. I dive face first into her pussy and lap at her clit, knowing tonight isn’t about orgasm control. Tonight, we need to lose control—working out our frustrations through hard fucking and tender love making until all four of us are depleted and fall into a deep sleep.

She slides her finger into my wet hair, her hips bucking harder with every passing second. “Are you going to come for me, Angel?”

“Are you going to let me come, Demon?”

Demon. That’s her little nickname for me after months of me calling her Angel. Honestly, it seems only fitting.

“I want you to flood my mouth and then later soak my cock, sweet girl.”

I visible see her relax, rolling her hips and letting me take her over the edge with a gentle curve of my fingers.

“Oh, yes.” She mewls. “So fucking good.”

I stand up in the three foot shallow end, my cock bobbing on the top of the water, and pull her into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and sinks down, her heat enveloping my throbbing cock. I claim her lips, sliding my tongue into her mouth, everything about holding and touching her calming the raging beast within me.

“I love you so damn much, Angel.”

“I love you, too, Dem.”

* * *

Kyra

“Do you have room in this pool for two more?” Kerr asks right before he dives into the deep end, swimming the length without taking a breath.

O’Dell walks around the pool deck with a tray of drinks, sitting it down next to the hot tub. He pushes a button and the jets come on, the pool lights changing colors every ten seconds.

Kerr comes up out of the water and kisses my shoulder. I lean back even though I’m impaled on Dem, squeezing and milking his cock with my kegels as he slides in and out of me slowly.

Kerr wraps his arms around me and cups my breasts, stretching me out so Dem can grip my hips and continue to pump into me with smooth, short strokes. They feels so good, instantly melting away the stress and horrors of the day.

I know giving them carte blanche access to take care of the problems in my life is all they’ve ever wanted, and while I wanted to take care of and protect myself, I can’t do it anymore. I’m carrying their child, and now there is nothing more important than the life of my unborn baby. My men want to take care of my stresses, the dangers that might lurk in the shadow—well, I’m going to let them.

“Did my Kitten already come once?” Kerr whispers in my ear.

“Mmmhmmmm.” I purr for him. “Yes, but I need more.”

“I’m sure you do.”

Dem pulls out and lets Kerr cradle me in his arms, his mouth latching on to my nipple as he carries me out of the pool to the plush cabana swing we have on the edge of the pool deck.

I love this swing. We saw it on a porn filmed at a swingers club and had one custom built. It’s big enough for the four of us, provides a little instability which sometimes turning our sexscapades into fits of laughter. Laughing at O’Dell for falling off mid-thrust into me got Kerr picked up and thrown into the pool. Next thing I knew we were all swimming—not that that stopped Kerr from instantly plunging his cock deep inside of me.

O’Dell lies down and beckons me to sit on his face, which I now do without hesitation. He licks and sucks until my thighs are shaking around his head, meanwhile Kerr is kneeling next to me, feeding me his large cock. I lick and swirl my tongue around the head, working him with the same fervor that O’Dell works my clit, the two of us moaning as we approach our next orgasm.

“Give me all that frosting, Cupcake.” O’Dell growls as I throw my head back, howling my release to the night sky.

Gasping, I slide down his body and sink down on his cock, Kerr stroking his cock until I’m ready. Leaning forward, I take him as deep as I can, Dem coming up behind me with his fingers slick with cool lube.

“You want this tonight, Angel?”


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