“Oh, it’s you.” Her voice sounds sleepy but also surprised.
“Did you think I was Miles?”
She reaches for my arm to keep me close. “No, I was dreaming that I was trekking along a jungle path. I was wondering why the guides kept calling me beautiful.”
I chuckle and tousle her hair, then bend to kiss her forehead. “Probably because you are. Did you sleep okay?”
“I was up twice to use the bathroom, but I got some solid hours in between.”
“That’s good. Are you hungry?”
“Always, but right now, I’m hungry for you.”
Callie’s belly has gotten so big that she gets worn out walking, and as her pregnancy progresses, I keep waiting for the daywhen she’ll be too tired or uncomfortable to have sex, but if anything, her sexual hunger has grown right along with her appetite for food.
Concerned about possibly harming the baby, Miles and I suggested we modify our bedroom activities several months ago, but Callie wouldn’t hear of it, and sent us articles attesting to the safety of sex during pregnancy.
Lucky us, because Callie has never been more gorgeous. It’s been exciting watching her body change, and though Miles has always had a particular thing for her ass, the way her breasts have swollen has been a distraction for both of us.
There’s also some sort of primal satisfaction in knowing that my brother and I are responsible for the way her body has changed. She’s ours, and one of us put that baby inside her.
I slide into bed behind her and nuzzle her ear. “I suppose we have time. What are you in the mood for?”
“Mmm, some of that good lazy morning sex.”
My arm wraps around her to toy with her nipples while I kiss her shoulder. My cock is already hard for her, and when I reach between her legs, she’s slippery wet.
“Were your jungle guides hot?” I tease.
“Mm-hmm. They looked exactly like you and Miles.”
My lips tug at her earlobe, as I part her legs with my knee. “Silly girl. Hormones are giving you some wild dreams.”
“They’ve been happy dreams, but not nearly as good as real life.”
“That’s good.” I’m glad she’s happy, because from my point of view, it’d be pretty damn hard for life to get any better.
Miles walks in fresh from a shower just as I’m pressing inside our wife. “Feeling lazy and horny, huh?” he asks Callie.
“Drop your towel and get over here,” she says.
Callie’s already in the middle of our big bed, so there’s plenty of room for Miles to lie down on her other side. Together, we make her come twice, and after I erupt inside her, Miles takes my place, I continue to tease her breasts, and we get her off once more before Miles finishes.
“No better way to start a day,” Callie says, sounding much more awake than she was a half hour ago.
Miles
Max goes into the bathroom, but I keep my arms wrapped around Callie, and stay inside her as I gradually go soft. She told me she loves it when I do this, and so do I.
“As soon as you have the baby, I want to get you pregnant again.”
Her head pulls back and she arches a brow. “Slow down there, mister. Even though my pregnancy’s been an easy one compared to stories people have told me, it’s no walk in the park. I’ll need a break before we go for number two.”
“I know. I’m mostly teasing, but I’ll be eager to knock you up again as soon as you’re ready.”
“From what I hear, we’re going to be lucky if we can find time to sleep once the baby comes, so we should probably wait and see how things go.”
I kiss her cheek and caress her arm. “Having three of us here should make things easier.”
