The skin around the corners of her eyes crinkled with my corny joke. “You better whip it out so I can get a good look before I taste you.”
Oh, I would.
It was dark out, but I was close enough to still see her features. In a few hours, it would grow too dark, especially closer to midnight. But right now, thanks to the enhanced vision from my Reaper and Berserker, I could watch every strain of her throat as she sucked me down.
Her lips popped open as I shoved my jeans down, going commando so I didn’t have to worry about underwear or boxers. My hand wrapped around the base, and I stroked a few times from base to tip, nearly shivering with anticipation.
My woman gave good head. She had lips that knew how to suction and a tongue that swirled with delicious fervor. I gripped the edge of the bench and leaned over her face, pushing the tip of my cock between those pillow-soft lips.
She didn’t want me to be gentle and made that clear when her hand slapped my ass and pulled me closer, digging her nails into my skin, moaning as my hips surged forward and I buried myself in her warm mouth.
“Fuck,” I cursed.
She loved it when I couldn’t remain in control because the lust fogged my brain. I pumped my hips, driving deeper and faster, picking up pace as saliva dripped from her chin. It felt so fucking good, I didn’t realize my Berserker had taken control,pumping as he told her how much he wanted to eat her pussy and watch her face as she came.
The Reaper shoved him back and pulled free from her mouth, taking control from both of us. Cold air circled my wet cock as I groaned. He turned Nylah slightly and kneeled on the bench, pulling her upward to balance over my thighs. At this angle, her ass left the bench, opening her up to me.
“Rael!”
I leaned forward and surged inside her pussy, pistoning my hips as I slammed into her repeatedly, keeping her body at the right angle to receive my cock as it drove deep into her.
Cries of pleasure mixed with her thrashing head. Her fingers slid down her stomach and found her clit, strumming as I fucked her. Well, as all three parts of me decided this was fucking amazing and fucked her in tandem.
I couldn’t get enough of the way she felt. How wet and tight and slick. Nylah came without warning. Her pussy walls fluttered and then tightened around my shaft. They hugged me so tightly that I couldn’t hold back.
I came with a roar of her name and shuddered, still holding her hips as I pushed my cum into her fertile womb. I wanted more babies. As many as she’d give me. I selfishly wanted to leave her full of my cum every single day until it happened.
But I wasn’t a bastard. We talked about this more than once. She wanted more babies, too. Her body seemed made for giving birth to my children. Her full breasts supplied all the milk, and her body carried them to term. We were fucking blessed.
The Berserker and the Reaper had both awakened her in recent nights to fuck and fill her, too. We all wanted this.
So when I draped my body over hers, sharing my warmth even if my cold, bare ass lingered in the night air, I didn’t have to tell her any of this.
Nylah hugged me to her chest, cradling my head as she whispered a perfect response. “I hope we conceive again.”
I held her tighter as my cock stirred to life again that fast, eager to be inside her again. I lifted my head and swirled my tongue over the tightening buds of her breasts, licking and sucking on her nipples, not at all surprised when a little milk leaked out, and I lapped it up.
Her hips rolled beneath me, and I sat up enough to sink into her pussy, gliding in because of my cum that provided a slick entry. This time, our bodies merged without the same level of urgency. I didn’t just fuck her. I made love to her, too.
I poured every part of me into the kiss as I captured her lips, showing her without words how I felt.
Years. That was how long I’d been buried inside her, and I never had an urge for any other woman. The way her body and mine combined consumed me. I had to feel this connection every day. I was obsessed with everything about my Nylah.
“Meet me on the 14th at noon.”
“I’ll be there,” she promised.
“I love you,” I told her as we reached completion a second time.
As her heartbeat thundered beneath me and I cradled her face, I heard my Reaper and Berserker telling her the same.
Chapter 4 Chrome
“Noah Braxton.”
I avoided direct eye contact with my wife.
“What the hell are you doing?”
