One Ring (Suncoast Society #28)(37)

After letting her get dressed and hugging all their friends, they headed home. As soon as they were safely inside the privacy of their front door, though, she didn’t even need them to remind her to strip.

Unless it got cold, she wouldn’t bother putting clothes on around them. They’d only work them off her again.

Not that she was complaining.

She loved it when she was in the kitchen and one or both of them walked in behind her, their hands roaming her body, especially over her swelling belly and breasts. The way they worshipped every inch of her flesh with their hands and their mouths.

The way they loved cuddling with her on the couch after dinner, her draped over both of them, or in some way wanting to touch her, have contact with her. As if they were afraid she might disappear.

Which would never happen. She was there forever.

And now, with them legally married to each other, she knew neither of them would go anywhere, either.

Neither of them would be willing to give up her, much less half their stuff.

The perfect solution.

They led her to bed, Don crawling between her legs and laving his tongue over her clit and *, while Carl knelt next to her head and started f*cking her mouth. They were having to find some creative positions now, with her belly both getting in the way and making some previously enjoyable positions uncomfortable.

No complaints from her men, either. They were happy to oblige.

Carl reached down, cupping her breasts in his hands and rubbing the pads of his thumbs over her nipples. Actually, she was so sensitive there now that they’d had to step back how hard they could pinch and tug on them. It was too intense for her.

Again, they’d quickly obliged her, without hesitation or complaint. And she loved them even more for it.

It didn’t take her long to crest the peak of her first orgasm with Don’s skilled mouth in control. Another benefit of her pregnancy, once her morning sickness ended, she realized she was horny nearly all. The. Time.

Don helped her roll onto her hands and knees and quickly slid his cock inside her while Carl changed position so she could kneel between his legs and suck his cock.

“I wish I could take six weeks off work and spend it doing nothing but f*cking you,” Don said, his voice punctuated by his thrusts. “You’re f*cking gorgeous.”

Carl was holding her hair out of the way. “I think I want to take a page from Sully and Mac’s playbook. If she decides she wants another baby after this one, she has to earn it, and we will well and truly f*ck our gorgeous slave until we get her pregnant.”

She wasn’t expecting it, but that, combined with Don’s cock hitting her in all the right places triggered one more climax.

“Ooh, baby,” Don said, speeding up, f*cking her hard and finishing with her. “Fuck, that was hot,” he said.

Now that left Carl. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft as he fisted her hair a little more tightly.

“You mean the thought of tying our girl up, spread wide open, and f*cking her until we can’t get it up anymore, every night, until we fill her belly again? Yeah, that’s f*cking hot.”

His grip tightened even more. “You will never have to worry about us ignoring you, sweetheart. If you haven’t noticed, we can’t keep our hands off you or our cocks out of you. We’re going to go through great lengths to keep you happy, you’d better…believe…it.”

And with that, she eagerly swallowed as his cock exploded in her mouth, filling her with the taste of his hot juices, until he relaxed his grip and she could roll onto her side, her head resting on his thigh.

Don stretched out behind her, one arm draped around her, his hand on her belly. “Remind me the next time I ever run into Mike to thank him for being a stupid f*ck.”

Fortunately, Mel’s parents, upon learning they were going to be grandparents, decided Mike was full of shit, their daughter looked happier than they’d ever remembered seeing her, and so what if she was living with two guys?

Grandbaby trumped alternative lifestyle, in their mind.

The men’s parents had pretty much decided the same thing, and had opted to not ask too many questions.

Mel reached out, took Carl’s hand, and pressed it over Don’s.

The men laced fingers, her hand on top of theirs.

“Love you guys,” she said. “Thank you for doing this for me today.” She squeezed their hands.

“Yeah, well, kissing him wasn’t as good as kissing you, but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world,” Don said.

“Ditto,” Carl added. “And I guess I can honestly say I love him.”

Don let out an exaggerated sigh. “Okay, fine. I love you, too, dude.”

She giggled. “And I love both of you. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“No, but you keep talking, you might get one or both of us hard again,” Carl warned.

“Oh, I wouldn’t want that,” she teased.

“Smart-assed slave,” Don playfully grumbled.

“Yeah,” Carl said, “but I wouldn’t want her any other way.”




THE END