Page 116 of Our Pucking Way


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I moaned, still lying on Jack’s chest, just letting Carter fuck me against him.

Jack was whispering dirty things in my ear like how he wanted a chance to fuck my ass next time, playing with my hair sweetly as his dick hardened between us.

“Don’t even think about it,” I said in a rough voice, my ability to speak hindered by how many times they’d had me screaming tonight.

Jack laughed, and I moaned at the movement and the way it made Carter’s dick slide against my sensitive channels. “Sorry, pretty girl. I accepted long ago that I was just going to be hard every time I was around you. But my dick gets superhuman when you make those hot little noises as you climax against me.”

“I can’t—” I began, but just as I’d been about to tell him that I couldn’t possibly have another orgasm, I came all over Carter’s cock.

“That’s it, sweetheart, choke my dick,” he moaned, his palm smoothing down my back.

Carter’s movements stuttered and he swore, and a second later Greyson was perched on my other side.

“That was my fucking kidney,” Carter growled, his movements picking back up.

Greyson grabbed my chin gently and turned me towards him, his tongue licking into my mouth even though I was still draped over Jack’s chest, and Carter was still pushing into me.

“Love you, Kennedy. Can’t wait for you to have my baby,” he murmured against my lips.

“Ourbaby,” Carter offered, wrapping my hair around his fist and pulling gently so that my lips left Greyson’s.

He pulled me all the way up, until I was leaning against his chest as he surged up into me, his other hand lightly squeezing my throat. My mouth dropped open at the view in front of me—Sebastian, Jack, and Greyson—all naked, their cocks erect. My pussy almost got new life...almostbeing the operative word.

The beauty in front of me didn’t seem real though. All the abs, the dicks, and the perfect, gorgeous faces.

“I love you,” I told them, meaning themallobviously.

“Love you too,” Carter said roughly as he began to come, his erotic moan filling the room. He buried his face in my neck and took a few deep breaths as I savored the feel of him.

I was truly and completely spent after that, and gentle hands moved me off Carter’s dick and settled me onto the bed.

I was vaguely aware of a cool washcloth against my aching core, and arms pulling me close.

And as I immediately fell asleep, I felt completely safe and content.

I was also quite sure…my happily ever after had officially begun.

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One minute, I was half-asleep and cozy between two warm, muscular bodies. The next, I smelled bacon and the sugary scent of pancakes, and I was suddenly ready for the day.

The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the half-raised shades, casting a soft glow over the room.

Greyson’s face was nuzzled against the nape of my neck, his muscular arm draped over my waist. Sebastian’s jaw was against the top of my head, and my head rested on his powerful shoulder. I was so cozy and comfortable with them that the idea of ever leaving the bed would have seemed absurd…until there were pancakes.

Greyson stirred behind me. He peppered kisses up my shoulder to my neck. I turned to face him, meeting his ice blue eyes which were lit by a mischievous glint. His dark hair was tousled from sleep, giving him an effortlessly seductive look that set my heart racing.

“Morning,” he murmured, his voice husky.

“Good morning,” I whispered back.

He captured my mouth with his, in a kiss that started tenderly but quickly ignited. Greyson kissed me with the sameintensity he approached everything else, demanding and giving all at once.

His fingers traced the curve of my jawline, tilting my head for better access as he deepened the kiss, our tongues tangling. I could feel his desire press against me urgently.

“Mm,” I murmured. Sex sounded so good. So did pancakes. I kissed the corner of his mouth, holding his jaw and feeling the roughness of his dark morning beard against my palm. “After breakfast…we could pick this up after breakfast…”

“I haven’t been back to my place in days,” he said, rubbing my bare shoulder as if he couldn’t bear to stop touching me. “I love being here, seeing you wake up in the morning…But I can’t spend my whole life in this penthouse. It’s their turf…”

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