Jake pushed in, and while there was a sharp sting at the stretch, it faded to a throbbing, warm ache that made me moan. I had two of my men inside me. Holy sweet God. Zach hissed from below me, and I met his eyes. “You just went so tight,” he panted, and I could feel the strain in his hips. He wanted to move. He’d been still for so long.
“Move,” I told him. “Fuck me.”
He groaned, and his hips hitched upward. I cried out. His movements forced me back against Jake. The men seemed to come to some kind of agreement, and they started moving in tandem, and I cried my pleasure to the air. It wasn’t complete, though. I reached for Thomas and reeled him in against me. Our mouths met, and I moaned, desperate and clinging, as Zach and Jake drove inside me. Everything felt heavy and syrupy andgood.
But I needed Thomas. “Want you in my mouth,” I murmured against his lips.
It took some positioning, but finally, I was able to take Thomas as far into my mouth as I could, and my brain went fuzzy with pleasure as all of my men moved inside me. I heard their groans and praises as they petted me, pleasured me. An orgasm was barreling down on me, and it was almost overwhelming.
“Jesusfuck,” Jake moaned. He picked up his pace, starting to chase his own pleasure, just as Zach’s fingers touched my clit.
“Come,” Zach told me. “We need you to come.”
It was like I had been waiting for his words because pleasure spilled into every part of my body, and I nearly gagged myself on Thomas as I screamed with my release. Thomas grunted and spilled across my tongue. My other men weren’t far behind.
I slumped between them, utterly exhausted but fulfilled. After a moment of coming back down to earth, the men rearranged us all on the bed so that I was nestled between Thomas and Zach. “I’ll be right back,” Jake said, and I watched him head into the master bathroom. After a few seconds, the sink ran.
When he came back, he helped to clean me up, and something about that made me sniffle and bury my face into Zach’s chest. “I love you,” I said. “All of you.”
Thomas kissed my shoulder. “We love you too, sweetheart.”
Sleep tugged at my eyes, and they all seemed to recognize it. “Sleep,” Zach murmured against me, and I could do nothing but comply.
* * *
Hours later,I woke up to use the restroom and had to wriggle my way out from the absolute puppy pile that we had fallen into. Coming back into the room, I giggled at the three sleeping forms on the bed. There was an obvious spot in the middle of them for me. They hadn’t moved a muscle.I should take their picture, I thought but resisted the urge.
Instead, I touched my still-flat belly and imagined the life that was making its presence known a little bit more every day. “See those men, baby?” I asked. “Those are your daddies, and they love us more than life, you know? They take care of me, and I just know that they’re going to take the best care of you, too.” I sighed, looking at my men, looking wonderful in the moonlight and city lights that poured through the windows. I glanced at the clock on the table. it was just after midnight. “Merry Christmas, baby,” I said, patting my belly before I worked myself back into my spot on the bed. I lay there, surrounded by their heat, and smiled. “Merry Christmas, indeed.”
EPILOGUE: ALEX
We were all holding our collective breath. Twenty weeks of wondering, and we were finally going to settle Thomas and Jake’s bet. Thomas had donned a baby blue shirt for the occasion. Jake was in a soft pink. Zach had, wisely, stayed neutral with me. “Whatever we have, we’ll love our baby,” Zach said, standing beside me. He leaned down and pressed his lips to my hair. “Just like we love our baby’s mother.”
Tears pricked behind my eyes. I was quick to cry nowadays, which only frustrated me and made me cry all the more. “Of course you will,” I said. “They just like having their pissing contests.”
Thomas snorted. “Nice language, sweetheart.”
My cheeks grew wet as tears slipped free. “What’s wrong with my language?”
Jake smacked him on the back of the head. “You made her cry, moron.”
“Please don’t fight! Today is supposed to be special!”
The door opened, and the ultrasound tech came in, smiling. “It’s crowded in here today,” she said. “Can we just get Mom and Dad? We generally want them to see the scans first.” Her warm smile became a little stilted. “Just in case,” she said.
Her strained smile drove ice through my veins. My men had been so focused on what the baby would be, but we’d never talked about the other reason for this scan. A twenty-week skeletal scan was meant to rule out any physical abnormalities. While I was fairly certain the squirmy thing that I was falling more and more in love with every day was going to be just fine, there was always that remote possibility that there could be something wrong.
“They’re staying,” I told the tech.
She blinked, obviously surprised, but she covered her expression quickly enough. “All right,” she said. “We’ll just have a full-house for the show.”
I laid back on the table and brought my shirt up so that my belly was exposed. The tech tucked a cloth around the edges of my pants and squirted the gel onto my belly. It was cold, but it warmed as she took the wand and swirled it around.
The shadowy figure of the baby—a sight I still couldn’t get over, no matter how many ultrasounds I’d done—filled the screen. My heart leapt into my throat, just like it did every time we got to do this. I heard a collective gasp from around me, and I realized that this was the first live ultrasound that the men had attended. They all had their copies of the previous ultrasounds, of course, but I hadn’t had an appointment that they could all attend... and we’d agreed as a group that they either came together or not at all.
They all made sure to clear their calendars for today, though, and if I hadn’t already loved them, I would have fallen when they told me.
“There’s a baby in there,” Zach said in a hushed kind of way. Like he couldn’t quite believe it.