"You tell us when you're ready, Sky," I grit out.
"I'm not going to last long," Mark warns.
I nod in agreement.
"Fuck me. Please fuck me. Oh, God!" Skylar's moans of pleasure turn to little bursts of excitement as we alternate fucking into her tight channels.
The sounds of our efforts echo through the room as we bounce her between the two of us. Mark's cock in her asshole pushes against mine as I plunge into her soaked core, making everything impossibly tight.
"Oh, fuck, Skylar."
Her face is screwed up in erotic pleasure so intense that it sends me into feral delirium. "I'm going to fuck you full of my cum. Your belly is going to swell with my child, and we're going to get you pregnant again and again and again."
Mark groans at my words. Skylar cries out her release, her channels milking our cocks so hard that we climax immediately. I spill my seed inside her with a roar, willing it to take root so I can claim her in the most primitive way.
As her body turns limp in our arms, Mark groans, pulling out and falling to the floor in exhaustion. We’re all completely spent.
I carry Skylar to the bed. She's boneless, a look of pure bliss on her face when I hand her to Paul. He tucks her in at his side.
I go to the bathroom and run a cloth under warm water. As I return, Mark crawls across the floor and onto the bed, slotting himself in behind her. I chuckle as I clean her up.
Paul kisses her temple and slides away. She reaches for him, but her eyes remain closed.
"I'm going to try to answer some emails," he says.
I pull back the covers, taking Paul's place, before I close my eyes in elated exhaustion. Only one thought running through my brain as I drift off to sleep.
We got our girl.
Chapter eight
Paul
"Is this going to be our thing?" I ask.
Skylar jumps at the sound of my voice, squinting into the dark room as she quietly closes the door to the main bedroom.
I'm sitting in the spacious TV room in the dark. The Wi-Fi is down, so I haven't been able to work. Although I know Skylar needs sleep, a part of me was hoping she would find me, and I'm elated to have some time alone with her.
"I liked where it went last time, so yeah, midnight sex might be our thing." Skylar grins as she pads over to the couch and slides down next to me. I pull her close and tuck her under my arm.
"Greedy girl. Three cocks in one session isn't enough?" I tease, caressing her bare thigh as she throws it over my lap.
She's wearing my T-shirt this time, which makes me downright feral for her. But even in the dark, I sense her anxiety rolling off her like waves.
"Spill. What's still got you worried?" I ask, somehow managing to keep my hand from traveling between her legs. I want her to talk to us about anything that's bothering her, but if I make it about sex each time, we'll never develop that part of our relationship. She doesn't respond for a long time, so I wait.
"How are we going to make this work?" Skylar finally blurts out, then buries her head against my arm.
"What do you mean?" I ask, cradling her. I stare into her eyes, forcing her to look at me.
Skylar pauses for a long moment before releasing a hard breath. "I mean, five days ago, I had a plan to travel the world for a few months. You guys run a multi-billion-dollar company, and I can't even figure out what I want to do with my life."
I open my mouth to respond, but she covers it with her hand.
"I don't know how long I'll need to stay in Fox Falls, and you guys cannot do business from a town that doesn't get cell reception or consistent Wi-Fi." She looks at me, her eyes pleading with me to discount everything she's saying, but her hand still covers my mouth, so I stay quiet.
"How will this work in the future for us?” Skylar asks in a small voice. “I mean, do we all get married? Will people stop doing business with your company if they find out about our situation? And what if we have kids? Are you all Daddy?" She shakes her head, and the worry in her eyes makes me want to solve every one of her problems if she'll let me.
