And by the way she started moaning and her fingers scrabbled against my bicep, I’d say I found a new spot.
I sucked harder, not caring if I left a hickey—even, fuck, wanting to. It made my dick even harder to mark my woman. So I sucked like a vacuum to make the spot good and dark, licking with my tongue in the small circle of flesh between my lips—
She squealed and thrashed, nails digging into my muscle.
I sucked harder still and she howled loud enough to wake the whole neighborhood.
I clenched my cock in a white-knuckled fist, my hips thrusting back and forth as I fucked it. I was afraid I’d do damage to her if I fucked her with how hard I needed to fuck right now.
I kept sucking her but flipped my body so I was supported by my elbow. My fist was just above the mattress. Enough so that I had to thrust through the painful grip of my fist and then against the too-soft mattress as I imagined it being her throat.
She thrashed.
Milo shoved his face into her and I knew he was tonguing her and sucking her clit—basically eating her whole pussy at once by slurping her into his wide open mouth. With his hand, Milo pried open her ass cheeks.
Which Janus was busy stuffing with his cock. Identical to mine.
I fucked my fist and the mattress harder. Harder until I was shaking the whole mattress. The whole goddamned bedframe.
It wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough. I needed her flesh.
I finally let up, about to burst.
“Switch,” I called, my throat so dry it came out rough.
Milo looked to me and I jerked my thumb upwards. He dropped off the bottom of the bed while I kissed Hope one last time. I looked into her eyes that were only slightly brighter grey orbs in the darkness.
“I love you,” I whispered before moving down the bed so I was on my knees at her pussy.
“Help me shift her,” I said.
Then I grabbed her legs and Milo supported her belly.
Janus started to pull out from behind her but I stopped him. “No, stay. We’re just shifting her on top of you.”
An involuntary grunt of pleasure came from my twin. Yup. He liked this thought.
Together, the three of us got her shifted until she was sitting upright, knees out, Janus’s cock impaled up her ass, on top of him.
“Now lean back, honey,” I said, and Milo and I helped shift her back until she was laying on Janus’s wide chest.
“Am I crushing you?” she asked, blinking quickly in the dark.
“No, baby,” came my brother’s voice. His arms wrapped as far as they could around her waist. “I love the pressure of you on top of me while my cock’s up your ass. You’re squeezing me so fucking hard I feel like I could fucking die. This is the tightest fucking grip I ever—”
A loud smack split the air as he spanked her ass. She wriggled on top of him.
Time for my entrance.
I grabbed one of her ankles and held her open wide for me.
“Milo, her tits are all yours.”
I plunged into her wet pussy. Janus was deep up her ass. Milo made a tunnel of her breasts— And we all fucked our woman at the same time. Our children between us.
One goddamned happy family.
Cum spurted out of me so fucking hard my spine wrenched forwards and my balls pounded Hope’s ass. And still there was more in there.
I pulled out and thrust in again, grinding down against her swollen pussy until she was shuddering with a last orgasm.
Milo’s ass jerked wildly above my head and I knew he was coming in between her luscious breasts. Janus groaned, identical as an echo to mine while we both emptied our balls deep inside our woman.
Marked inside and out with all of us.
Chapter 14
HOPE
“Let’s go,” Milo said. “Chop chop chop. The car is downstairs waiting for us.”
I looked up from where I was finishing packing my bag and my heart clenched a little. I couldn’t believe it was finally time to say goodbye to this apartment.
The last however many months here had been…
I shook my head. They’d been an oasis. And a battleground.
I still hadn’t gotten the answers I was looking for. Partly out of cowardice, because I was afraid I wouldn’t like the answers when the guys seemed so reluctant to tell me the truth about their past. And partly because I was just so pregnant.
The last few weeks since I’d come back from Milan… well, sometimes it was nice to just detach from real life and give myself over to them, body and soul. They did take such good care of me.
And being this close to the end of the pregnancy felt like being midway through a terrifying rollercoaster that I couldn’t get off of. I wanted to hold my hand up and say, um, excuse me, ticketmaster? Can I get off this fucking ride now? I don’t wanna face the loop-de-loop up ahead. It terrifies the crap outta me.