This must be what giving birth felt like.
The contours of Jordy’s face became a little blurry, but his eyes remained sharp. He looked wild and dangerous, and I loved him like that.
Watching my face, he inched forward, and I gasped.
It was happening. I had both of them in me at the same time. It was insane, anatomically impossible, but it was happening.
Jordy leaned down to give me the softest kiss, such a crass contrast to what they were doing to my hole, and then he began thrusting. Slowly. Inching. Deeper.
I screamed.
The world went black around me, and all my senses collapsed into the vast cavernous space where my alphas were nestled in me. I had no control over my body, none. I was just a hole and a cloud of happy chemicals.
So fucking happy.
I knew I was smiling even as I made guttural, animalistic noises.
Their cocks rubbed and pumped, burrowing deeper, hollowing me out and filling me back up, and the pleasure grew and grew until it felt dangerous.
“I love you. I love you.”
The words just spilled out of my open mouth, garbled and weird, not really my voice… It didn’t matter.
I had both my men, my mates, where they belonged, and I was brimming with love.
“I love you.”
I couldn’t see, but I felt them everywhere. Kissing my face, my neck and shoulders, beards tickling and coarse palms stroking my skin.
“Can’t…” It was Monty’s choked voice. He was close.
“Do it!” Jordy snapped.
For a second, it felt like I’d burst. They would tear me up. But as Monty’s knot grew, it forced Jordy’s cock out, and the sudden slide-out with the change of pressure sent me into an orgasm so violent that I began convulsing.
“Fuck him!” Jordy ordered. “Fuck him hard!”
Monty rolled us to the side and thrust into me with the knot, and the spasms turned into waves of complete euphoria.
I was ready, didn’t they feel it? They’d opened my body, carved out this huge space for themselves, and I was ready. My hands went to my chest, my fingers tugging on my nipples. It would make the milk flow, right? Because I was about to get pregnant, and grow a belly, and give birth, and… Oh, I’d be so full. So gloriously full. I needed that. My core felt strangely light, and I really needed something to weigh it down. To anchor me. Oh God, I was properly milking my tits now, kneading them and squeezing toward my nipples, and it hurt a little, but it felt so fucking good. I pinched my nipples between my thumbs and forefingers while squeezing hard, and the jolt of pain made me cry out.
“Breed me!”
Their voices seemed to be coming from afar.
“Fuck, his womb is open.”
“Go deep. He’s okay.”
“He doesn’t sound okay. Fuck. Fuck!”
“He’s coming, Monty. He’s coming so hard for you. It’s good. Keep going.”
“Laurel, sweetheart.” Jordy’s face was right in front of mine. It seemed to glow in rainbow colors. “There you are.”
“Breed me, please,” I whimpered. “Breed me…”
Jordy kissed me.
