I relax a fraction. I wouldn’t have been able to deal with Cain suddenly announcing I had to choose.
I stand on tiptoes and kiss him. “I want to marry all three of you, too.”
“And one day, we’ll put a baby in your belly, and watch you swell and grow with our child.”
My heart hitches with happiness. “We’ll be a real family.”
“We’re already a family, Angel. We have been ever since we were kids. We’ll just be a bigger one.”
I giggle and brush my nose to his. “A huge one. I want lots of babies. Lots of miniature Cains and Romans and Malachis running around here.”
He nips my lower lip again. “And we’ll enjoy putting those babies inside you.”
Our mouths crash together, hungry for one another. I meet his tongue with mine, and our kiss deepens. He breaks it only long enough to yank my top over my head. I hadn’t bothered with a bra, since I’m not exactly well endowed in that area, and it means we’re skin to skin now.
He inhales my breath and growls with need. “I want you so fucking bad, Fee.”
He rids me of my jeans, and I kick them away, then he drops to his knees. He hooks one of my legs over his massive shoulder and presses his mouth to my panty-covered pussy. He presses his tongue against the material and sucks it into his mouth. I feel the pressure against my skin, and my inner muscles flutter in response, my clit tingling.
“Already so wet,” he murmurs. “Your panties are soaked, but is that partly from Roman earlier?”
My cheeks heat. “Maybe a little.”
“You get so hot for each of us, don’t you?”
“I love you all,” I admit.
“Good, because we love you, too.”
He yanks my damp panties to one side and uses both hands to rip the material.
“Oh!” I gasp in shock.
If he carries on like this, he’s going to owe me a whole new wardrobe.
He glances up at me, his eyes darkening with hunger. “They were in my way.”
Then he shows me exactly what he’s hungry for and covers my pussy with his mouth.
“Fuck, you taste so sweet.”
He pushes his tongue inside me, and I arch my back and hang on to him, one hand on his bare shoulder, the other spearing through his still-damp hair. His tongue is long and thick, and it feels like he’s fucking me with it, sliding in and out. I pulse my hips, fucking his face in return. I’m so wet, I feel as if I’m gushing onto his face, but he only continues to eat me with renewed enthusiasm, as though he cannot get enough. He slides his tongue out of me to circle my clit, and it’s like little bolts of electricity shooting through me.
“Oh, dear God,” I gasp.
He pushes two fingers inside me, hard and fast, as he suckles on my clit. I grind against his face, knowing I’m close to coming. He seems to sense it and pulls away from me, though his fingers are still inside my pussy.
“Not yet,” he tells me. “You’re not to come until it’s around my cock.”
I nod meekly and allow the impending orgasm to fade. When he sees I’ve got control of myself, he starts to move his fingers again and goes back to licking my clit, flicking, sucking, even grazing it with his teeth. It must be so swollen and engorged, I’m almost embarrassed at the thought, but Cain doesn’t seem to mind.
Just as I’m reaching my peak again, he pulls away.
“No,” I squeal, slapping his hard shoulder. “Not fair.”
“I already told you when you’re allowed to come.”
“Fuck me, then,” I almost yell. “Fuck me hard.”
