He gripped my hips in both hands, holding me in place and controlling every movement. “I want to feel it. You’re tightening so slowly, Harper. Can you feel it? You’re close but not close enough to tip over the edge. If I move just right”—he slowed his thrusts even further—“you hover there, pleased but not able to find your climax. It’s a delicious kind of power, knowing your pleasure rests entirely with us.”
He couldn’t completely rid himself of the possessive control that I loved. It intrigued and delighted me to hear that sultry voice speaking to me about my pleasure. With Julian’s dick filling my mouth, I had no way to answer, except to use my body in any way possible.
Alexander pressed his knuckle into my clit as Dante increased his pace. I worked Julian deeper into my throat, making him grit his teeth as he tried to hold back.
Give it to me. Give me everything. I licked and sucked, my core tightening and that pleasant buzz starting at the base of my neck. It spread in a tingling wave, sparking across my scalp and fluttering my pussy around Dante.
“There it is. That’s what we wanted.” He pounded into me, driving faster and harder with every thrum of pleasure, refusing to let the orgasm end but pushing me straight into another one.
Julian pulled out of my mouth and tipped my chin up, kissing me hard and fast as I came apart all over again in the most powerful orgasm of my life.
This was what he meant about lovemaking. I understood now. I’d been happy in their bed before, more than satisfied with our sex life.
I’d been empty during my time in Virginia. My heart had cracked, and I’d done my best to mend it, but nothing, absolutely nothing, fixed the brokenness I’d caused until I heard their confessions of love. Having their bodies alongside mine, feeling their pleasure build in a slow intimacy different from anything we’d shared before, brought us closer.
Dante withdrew and stroked a hand up the ridge of my spine. “Not done yet. Do you need a break?”
“No.” I rolled onto my side and tried to catch my breath. “I might not ever be done.” I’d love them for the rest of my life. It didn’t matter what society thought, though worry over the person threatening us lingered in the back of my mind. They promised to help me, and just knowing they were with me, helping shoulder the burden, meant the world. No one other than Lila or my father had cared so much about me.
Alexander scooted to the headboard and patted his lap. “What do you say? Care to take a ride?”
“Ever heard the expression, ‘I’d like to climb him like a tree’?” I crawled on my hands and knees toward him.
“Never.”
“Well, that’s how I feel every time I look at you. I want to climb up onto that thick cock and sit my ass right down.” I straddled his legs and lifted his cock, stroking the entire length a few times before I guided it into my slick heat. “God, I love this cock.”
“I love watching you on his cock.” Julian stretched out beside us, his eyes glued to mine. “You’re beautiful, Harper. Seeing you happy is the only thing I need in life.”
We spent the next several hours alternating between sex, naps, and small snacks to fuel our next round of lovemaking. By the time we were finished, my body ached in that delicious way of being thoroughly satisfied, and I was indeed boneless. We showered, dressed in comfy clothes, and settled in for an afternoon of whatever-the-fuck-we-wanted. I sprawled on the bed, scrolling through my social media and checking news outlets for stories about us. It had become a habit I had no intention of breaking. If something was said, I had to know.
Alexander poked his head into the room. “Need anything?”
“Nope.” I popped the p sound and cupped my chin in my hand, watching him. “Thank you for asking.” Grinning, I wiggled my eyebrows. “Doyouneed anything?”
His sly grin warmed my heart. “I need you to be safe, happy, and healthy. Same for our baby.”
“Aw. You’re going to make me cry, then I’ll blame it on the hormones and say I need chocolate.” I eased off the side of the bed and held out my arms. “So give me a hug before that happens and go back to whatever you were doing.”
“Working out.” He hugged me tight, his arms banding around my shoulders and lifting me off my feet. “Julian is working and talking with the private investigator, and Dante is cooking dinner. If you need anything, shout.”
“Or, you know, walk into a room and ask politely.” I patted his ass, then paused and pinched one cheek. “Damn, Alex. Are you flexing?”
“Nope.” A cheeky grin caused dimples to pop. “I’ll see you in a bit.” He kissed me, one of those delicious explorations that set my heart fluttering, then took a step back. “Love you.”
“Love you too.” Crazy how easy it was to say that out loud to them. “Go on and work out before I drag you back to bed.”
“Oh, that’s definitely happening. Later.” He left with a wink and the solemn promise, and I flopped onto the bed. Soft sheets and the rich blanket cushioned me on every side. This was life. Crazy, beautiful, almost too good to be true but mine.
Dante and Julian carried on a low conversation in the kitchen, their voices too muted for me to hear much more than the tone. Easy and casual. Nothing for me to worry about.
I closed my eyes and drifted. When was the last time I’d felt this at ease? A giggle worked up from deep in my belly. Dante had promised there was a sex room, and I wanted to find it. I imagined opening the door and finding all manner of BDSM supplies. Maybe there were chains on the walls where he’d tie me up. We’d have to make sure the baby couldn’t get in once he or she started crawling.
The thought sent my hand to my stomach. I hummed and rubbed across my bellybutton. “You are so loved, little baby. And you’re not even here yet. I can’t wait to see their faces when they can hold you and talk to you. I want to see you light up when they hug you and sing a lullaby.”
I’d been lucky so far in my pregnancy to not experience any kind of morning sickness. Except for gestational diabetes, we were healthy, and I never took that for granted.
My phone pinged, and I slapped a hand to the bed, trying to find it among the covers I’d rumpled when I crawled back into the luxurious comfort.
