Page 150 of Finding Peace


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I follow his lead as he eases us down onto the bed, propping us up on his elbows while he shifts his hips slightly off the edge of the bed, giving himself more room to move.

Which is exactly what he does.

His thrusts are long and slow—but sodamngood.

“Jesus—” he hisses.

Lincoln takes a step forward. “You ready for more, Sweetheart?”

I nod eagerly.

Lincoln strokes his cock once more before looking over my shoulder at his brother. His lips tip up in a mischievous smile. “You good, Brother?”

“Linc, you better hurry the hell up.”

Hechuckles before looking back at me. “Can you put your feet on his thighs, Abbie?”

“I think so,” I answer breathlessly. Lawson pauses his movements and lets me get my feet on his thighs. The position only pushes him deeper. I tilt my head back and let out a wanton moan.

“Holy fuck,” Beau groans from somewhere at the end of the bed.

“Lincoln,”Lawson urges.

Lincoln steps between mine and Lawson’s spread legs. He fists his cock with one hand and reaches out to rub my throbbing clit with the other.

I think I momentarily black out as Lincoln sinks himself inside me as far as my body will allow—the stretch of them steals the breath from my lungs. Their matching groans echo in my ear, low and rough, sending a sharp wave of heat straight through me as my body struggles to catch up with everything it’s feeling at once.

It’s too much—too full, too intense—but not in a way that makes me want to stop. My nerves spark and stutter, every inch of me hyperaware, caught somewhere between the edge of discomfort and something that feels past the point of pleasure being an adequate word.

The sheer weight of them surrounding me—while simultaneously taking care not to put extra pressure on my stomach—blurs together until I feel like I’m floating. Suspended in a sensation I never want to live without.

I can’t think. Can’t breathe. Can’t do anything but feel them.

“I-I—It’s so…” I gasp as they thrust into me.

“We know, Honey…” Lawson murmurs as he kisses along the top of my shoulder. “We know.”

“You should see yourself, Abbie Girl,” Jasper breathes out.

“So damn beautiful,” Beau adds.

Lincoln applies more pressure to my clit, the speed of his ministrations increasing as his thrusts become slightly more erratic, as my pussy begins to tighten around them. “Let go, Abigail. Let go for us.”

Lawson bites at my shoulder. “Come for us,wife.”

My pussy spasms at the word.

“Shit,” Lincoln snarls. “I’m gonna come. It feels too fucking good.”

Lincoln’s breath stutters as his hips slam forward one last time before he spills his release inside of me. His moans of pleasure fill the room, and it’s enough to tip me over the edge. My muscles tighten, my fingers wrapping around Lawson’s forearms as my head falls against his shoulder. Stars burst across my vision as I come apart between them, the sensation rippling through me in waves that feel almost endless.

I come for two brothers who have shown me what it means to be wanted beyond measure.

Lawson finds his release next.

Sinking his teeth into my shoulder as a snarl rips through his chest before he comes deep inside my ass.

I think my body goes limp as the three of us come down from our high, every muscle loose and heavy, like I don’t quite belong to myself yet.