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Her head is bent over her ankles, but I hear her giggle.

"And I guess getting knocked up by one of two pretty big guys means that baby might be good sized," I muse. "Probably makes sense to be sure you’re able to really open up."

She looks up. "Exactly my thoughts."

"But," I tell her. "I also know that you’re getting good and stretched out on a regular basis."

She gives me a grin as she sits up and then bends her torso to one side, her shirt riding up. "But it’s important to stretch every night. And my husbands won’t be home until late. So, I don’t know what I’m going to do about that."

I shift as my cock lets me know he knows exactly what to do about it. "Our food will be here in about 20 minutes," I remind her.

She grins. "It doesn’t have to be a long stretching session."

There is never a time I don’t like playing and having sex with Dani, but the times she initiates it are some of the best.

"You have some other appetites that need to be taken care of besides a craving for nachos, pretty girl?" My voice has dropped to a rough timbre.

She bites her bottom lip and nods. "I do."

"You have two husbands, and even that isn’t enough for you?"

I see the way her eyes spark at this new fun game we’ve started to play at times.

I don’t feel nearly as weird about being the boyfriend as I expected. I haven’t been left out of anything, and everything at home has seemed just like usual.

"I’m just very needy," she says, bending the other way now. "I think I’m wearing them out. They’re both a little older than me and they both have very important jobs, so they’re not here all the time, so what am I supposed to do when they’re not here to take care of me?" She links her fingers together and stretches them overhead, arching her back.

I focus on her gorgeous tits and the hardened nipples pressing against the front of her silky shirt. Though I do wish Nathan was here to hear her say that he’s too old to keep up with her.

"Well, I suppose I could send you upstairs to one of those big, thick, vibrating dildos you’ve got."

"I could do that, and just think about what it would be like to have you filling me up instead…"

"You could. That’s probably what you should do. Even though you should be fantasizing about your husbands. I guess that way at least you’re not spreading your legs for another man."

"Hmm," she hums, straightening and running her tongue over her bottom lip. "But that makes them so hot and possessive." She brings a hand up to cup one breast. "I love when they watch me get fucked by someone else."

I pull in a long breath. We’ve been sharing her for months now. We live together. She’s pregnant, for God’s sake. And still, all of this is so hot. "Did you come down here to seduce me, Mrs. Armstrong?"

Her name isn’t legally Armstrong. Because it was a commitment ceremony rather than a legal marriage, technically, her last name is still Larkin. But she wants to change her name. She actually wants it to be Armstrong Hughes McNeill but that seems like a lot.

Though I know Nathan and Michael love the idea of her with their last name as much as I do. And, of course, we’d have to have some combination of the three.

Probably.

Fuck, this is just one of the things about a poly relationship that takes more work than a traditional one-on-one pairing.

Still, right now, calling her Mrs. makes our playtime hotter.

"I did," she admits. "I’m hungry, but not just for food." She squeezes her breast and slides her other hand over her stomach to her pussy, running her finger over the silk covering her center. "Please help me out."

"Naughty girl, you don’t even have panties on right now, do you?"

"No." She smiles sweetly. "I’m just hanging out at home, having a quiet night in."

"Oh, you intend to be quiet?"

"Of course. Why would I be loud?"

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