Monty’s beard brushed my other cheek, and they both kissed my face like I was something precious.
Surrounded by their warmth, I heard the music in my head so clearly—not just the guitar, but the basses and pulsing beat, my own voice, and a chorus bringing it higher.
It was all them. So magnificent, and all mine.
I took the next pill in the morning. I didn’t like it one bit, but I tried not to think about it. I could let myself pretend that it didn’t exist.
My body was all but screaming at me that it wanted to get knocked up. I needed it badly.
When I napped after the fourth wave, full of cum and so loose I couldn’t clench my hole shut, I dreamed about it. I had a giant belly and huge tits with swollen nipples. My alphas sucked them and took turns fucking me, and white milk streamed from my nipples, running down my belly in rivulets. In that dream, I felt so gloriously full deep inside.
I woke up covered with sweat and aching.
Jordy was nowhere to be seen, but Monty sat by my side, propped up against the headboard.
I only had to glance up at him once, and his expression changed from tenderness to urgency as he must have smelled the approaching heat wave.
“Monty, I really need to get pregnant. I need it.”
“But the contra…”
I pressed my fingers against his mouth. “Pretend. Let’s pretend.”
“Jordy!” he called with his darkening eyes pinned on me.
I scrambled onto my knees, clutching the headboard and curving my spine. I pushed my ass out in the most basic breeding position. I wanted to get reamed. The bed dipped as Jordy joined us.
“Knock me up. Please, fuck me with your knots, breed me. Please.”
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
“I need to get knocked up.”
Monty was already there, sliding into me. The gate to my womb was busted open, my body like a damned highway. He pushed right into the channel, hurtling me into a breedingorgasm just seconds after we started. He gave me a few punching thrusts, making me sob.
Then he retreated, and Jordy took his place.
“We got you. We’ll fill your womb. Don’t worry, darling.”
They fucked my open body for ages, when one of them got too close, he made space for the other. My arms gave out, so they dragged me down the bed and bent me over the edge of the mattress.
Jordy knotted me first. His cum splashing into my womb had me sobbing with ecstasy.
He didn’t stop fucking me, and with how stretched I was, he slid his knot all the way out.
“Look at that,” he rasped.
Four hands stroked my ass cheeks, pulling them further apart. Jordy’s knot popped back in, making me come again.
He gave me a few punishing thrusts, his cum churning in my core, and it should have hurt, but I was flying on the inside.
When Monty added his load into my womb a minute later, the orgasm stayed with me, simmering endlessly.
Jordy stroked my belly, over the spot where Monty’s cockhead was nestled.
“Better, sweetheart?” he murmured.
I could only whimper in response.
