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I got used to the idea of being pregnant and actually enjoying it. So far, my pregnancy has had no issues. I was officially past my first trimester. I thought about what kind of mother I wanted to be all the time. It was still a scary thought, not having an example for one.

I kept telling myself that I’d be the kind of mother that I wanted for myself, and that helped.

“Stay here with me,” Julius coaxed, kissing the side of my neck.

My chest rose and fell with each word that fell from their lips. I perched myself forward to try to kiss him, but he teasingly moved his head away. Gripping the back of my hair by the nape of my neck, he tugged back ever so slightly.

“There’s no one who can fuck you as I can…” Kraven dropped down to his knees.

“Are you challenging me, motherfucker?” Julius bit out, grinning. Giving Kraven exactly what he wanted.

Kraven turned his attention back to me. “Always willing, ready, and soaking fucking wet… Tell him, Kitty, tell him how much you love getting fucked in every hole.”

Julius groaned in a domineering yet sexy tone that made my pussy clench.

“Who do you want in your ass tonight, Mouse?” Julius inquired with lust and determination laced in his voice.

“Mm-hmm,” I moaned, closing my eyes.

“Get on your knees,” Julius ordered, and I did.

Julius loved to claim he was the only one who could ever order me around, in and out of the bedroom. I’d be lying if I said he was wrong. I hated it as much as I loved it.

Especially right now.

“I’ll reward you when you earn it.” He stroked out his cock.

I smiled from ear to ear and happily obliged.

They wanted a little fuck toy, and I could do that for them.

JULIUS

She grabbed my hard cock, immediately licking down the sides, caressing my balls at the same time. Humming when she sucked the head of my dick into her mouth, she never let up on stroking my shaft and playing with my sack.

Kraven could appreciate the beauty of the situation unfolding in front of him, and by that, I mean, the woman on her knees, deep throating my cock like a fucking pro.

Isla’s pleasure always came before mine.

No matter what.

Kraven’s pleasure was to watch our girl get fucked. Watching another man take what was mine took a lot more restraint than one might think. In the end, it didn’t matter because she was happy.

“Deeper,” I ordered, grabbing ahold of her hair by the nape of her neck. Guiding her to do as I said.

Kraven groaned, watching as I pushed her deeper down my shaft. She couldn’t get half of it in her mouth. She greedily took every last inch of me. Just watching made my cock twitch.

She didn’t hesitate in pulling out Kraven’s dick as she deep-throated mine. I thrust in and out, pumping faster, harder strokes. She kept up the pace as best as she could, making her mouth a vise for me as she stroked him.

“Just like that,” Kraven growled through gritted teeth.

She released my dick with a pop, and I crouched down behind her while Kraven slid his cock into her mouth.

“I’m going to make you come on my face while you suck his dick. Show him just how good you’re going to ride his cock next.”

I pulled up her skirt, groaning when I saw her pussy. I licked my fingers, deciding to spit on them at the last second before placing them on her clit. Earning me the heady moan that escaped her chest.

I slid my middle and ring fingers eagerly inside her, aiming right for her G-spot. I pumped my fingers faster with each stroke of her mouth as she devoured Kraven’s cock.