An Heir for the Billionaire Werebears(12)

The lab results were back. Jayce had given me something loaded to induce a miscarriage. I hadn't even cried when Xavier told me. I knew it in my heart that my baby was dead because of those pills.





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I had been a zombie for a week when Xavier said something to me at dinner. We were eating boneless beef short ribs in a red wine sauce with broiled parmesan polenta.

"You're acting as if you're so sad. And you can be. But you know, we're sad, too."

"Yeah, because your precious heir is gone and your leadership roles are in jeopardy," I snapped. "I lost my baby."

"It was our baby, too." Xavier's mouth had a mulish set to it.

Asher, ever the peacemaker, tried to defuse the tension. "Hey," he said. "We're all sad here. There's no need to bite each other, ok?" He put an arm around me and squeezed me tight. "I know that this has been hard for you."

I stood up, and I held out my arms to Asher. He picked me up and cuddled me.

"We'll be ok," Asher whispered into my hair. "The three of us will be fine."

Our food was forgotten as Asher took me into his room.





Asher’s Room





He undressed me slowly.

"Lean back," he said.

I leaned back, my legs at the edge of the bed.

He ate me slowly and carefully, starting with a circular dance around my clit. He tongued my * and used his fingers to touch my g-spot. I pushed up, and he licked me faster. My body came apart under him.

"Thank you," I said. "Would you like me to return the favor?"

"No," he replied swiftly. "Tonight was just for you. I'll take you back to your room. You don't have to do anything."

I looked at his face. He was such a good man, a kind one, and a gentle one. He was a true gentleman.

"I want to."

"Just go back to your room," Asher said, running his hand through his hair, making it stick up straight. "I don't want to do anything that you're not ready for."

"I am ready." I stood on the bed. Because his mattress was so expensive, luxurious, and thick, I was taller than him for once. I bent down to kiss him on the mouth. After a second of resistance, he kissed me back. I controlled his head with a hand at the base of his neck, fingers laced through his hair. I felt our connection reforming, our bond re-solidifying after the literal death blow.

"Can I come in?"

Xavier was hovering by the door. For the first time ever, I saw insecurity on his face. He was always so confident, so ready to take on the world. But he didn't know how to cure this, my sadness and his and Asher's from the loss of our baby.

"Yes," I said. I smiled even though my eyes were filled with tears. "Yes." We all needed to heal.

I got back on the bed, and I motioned with my hand for Asher to lay in front of me. He did, his body taking up the entire length of the bed. Xavier was behind me.

I was naked, and Xavier's hand massaged my ass then my clit, focused on my pleasure. Tonight was not about making a baby. It was about forging a connection between the three of us. Asher switched it up so that we could 69. He dove right back towards my *, and Xavier took his hand away from my clit. Asher's dick was in my face, and I sucked it down. I tugged on it with one hand and touched his balls with the other. If the increased speed with which he licked my clit was any indication, he liked it. He tapped my thigh right before he flooded my mouth with his warm come. It was salty as I swallowed it down.

I didn't know where it came from, but Xavier had lube. It was cold and wet against my ass. He pushed a finger inside of me, pushing past my sphincter, getting me ready. I could hear him as he coated his dick with lubricant. He pushed it slowly inside of me. I had never had anal before. It felt different. I knew that Xavier wasn't here because I should be pregnant. He was here because he wanted me, and he wanted us to be ok. And it meant the world to me.

He came with a groan inside of my body, filling my ass with his come. It felt different from when he came in my *.

I felt good. I knew now that I wasn't just a baby-making machine for them, that they weren't just filling me with their come because they needed to have a child. They genuinely cared about me, and they cared about us. For the length of my stay in their house, we would be ok. All of us would be ok. I turned to Xavier, slipping his cock out of my ass, and I kissed him tenderly.


"Thank you," I said. "That was the nicest time I have ever had."

Xavier walked into the bathroom. I could hear the sound of running water. He came back into the room with two damp washcloths. One, he threw at Asher. The other one he used to clean me up. The warmth felt good on my body. Asher had always been the one to treat me lovingly, but now, as I looked up at Xavier while he cleaned my body, I knew that Xavier felt the same way about me as Asher did. It was written all over his face.

Even though all three of us had our own bedrooms, we stayed there in Asher's gigantic California King bed. Xavier had an arm wrapped around my waist, and Asher's leg was around mine. I fell asleep, entangled in the two of them, safe and glowing inside.

That night was the dawn of a new era.





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