One Ring (Suncoast Society #28)(34)



Don noticed her mouth already opening, ready, anticipating before she even knew what he wanted.

“Good girl,” Carl hoarsely said.

But his attention was focused solely on the test stick on the counter.

It only took a minute for the results to show, the men’s smiles growing wider with every minute that passed, until Carl’s phone silently buzzed when the timer went off.

The men gave each other a high-five, and then Carl pulled his cock from her mouth, leaned in, and gave her a long, sweet kiss.

Don leaned in to kiss her, too, reaching behind her to unsnap her wrists before they pulled the blindfold off her.

She blinked, her gaze confused and more than a little subspacey.

“You can speak now,” Carl told her.

“What’s going on, Sir?”

Yep, from the sound of her voice, total subspace.

Carl stepped back to give her room. “Clean up and we’ll show you.”

She did, flushed, and stood to wash her hands.

Then she spotted the box and the tester and wheeled around, shocked.

“No!”





Honestly, she’d thought it was some sort of surprise game on their part, some new mindf*ck. But she trusted them and knew they’d never violate a hard limit, so she’d been willing to let go and go with it.

It was hotter than f*ck not knowing what was coming next, she’d admit that.

But then she spotted the box for the pregnancy test kit on the bathroom counter, the tester showing what appeared to be positive results, and everything slammed home.

Her men both looked like a couple of Cheshire cats on meth, from their broad, manic grins and the way they were eagerly nodding their heads.

“But I’m on the pill!” she said.

“Apparently it stopped working,” Carl said, stepping in. “We did a little math this morning. Combined with your two puking mornings in a row, it’s been about two months since your last period, hasn’t it?”

“No. It was…”

She thought about it. She’d had a really busy two months. Three new clients meant she’d been traveling a lot.

Come to think of it…

She stared at them again. “Holy crap,” she whispered.

They sandwiched her between them, each of them with a hand on her tummy. “You’re about to make us daddies,” Carl told her.

She laid her hands over theirs. “I…I can’t believe this.”

“Believe it,” Don said. “You’re going to be a mommy.”

She stared down at their hands, their matching rings.

The rings they’d picked for her, and for them.

These two men, close as brothers, who loved each other enough that they were willing to share her to make her and the other man happy.

Now, it looked like there’d be something else binding them together besides their love and one ring.

Don, standing behind her, tipped her head back onto his shoulder and captured her mouth with his for a kiss.

“Guess what?” he whispered. “From this point on, when you’re home and it’s just us? You stay naked. I want to be able to see your gorgeous body, every inch of it.”

Carl dropped to his knees in front of her, pressing his lips to her belly. “Going to bend you over every time I can and f*ck your sweet * because I know once our baby arrives, we’re all going to be a little busy and sleep deprived.”

“Oh, yeah,” Don said. “That, too. Heh. I just wanted to be able to see her baby belly.”

“And her breasts,” Carl reminded him. “They’re going to look so gorgeous.”

Come to think of it, her breasts had been feeling a little tender and fuller lately.

I’m an idiot.

She was also now very, very horny, hearing her men talking about her like that. Such a change in just a few months, from the emotional desert with Mike, to these two men who couldn’t keep their hands off her.

Carl grabbed her ass, pressing his face between her thighs and forcing her to spread her legs. Don held onto her, pressing her body against him and pulling her back and slightly off-balance.

Carl’s tongue unerringly found her clit, flicking, teasing, making her moan.

“Oh, get used to it, baby,” Don whispered in her ear. “You think you’ve been getting your brains f*cked out before, you ain’t seen nothing yet like the love of two ecstatically happy Doms.” He pressed a kiss against the side of her neck. “You might as well come for him right now, because we brought rope and we’re going to tie you up and f*ck you like we own you, because we absolutely do.”

Yes, they absolutely owned her. And it wasn’t even the double M brand on her ass.

The proof was now growing inside her.

“You’d better come for him,” Don said. “Otherwise, we won’t let you come until you’ve sucked both our cocks dry.”

Not that it would be a hardship, because she loved worshipping their cocks. It was one of her favorite things. But the thought of them controlling her like that, as always, tipped her over the edge. Carl’s fingers dug into her ass, holding her in place as he relentlessly kept her coming with his lips and tongue until he was ready to let her stop.

And then Don scooped her up and carried her out of the bathroom, into the bedroom, and laid her on the bed.

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