Page 58 of A Season Of Sin

Wolf jacks off as he suckles me, suffocating in my soft mounds. His hot breath bathes my flesh as he struggles to breathe.

“Do you want my cock, babe?” Jace groans against my pussy.

“Yes,” I cry out.

“I’ll be gentle.” Swiping his tongue from my clit to my ass, he circles my rim before kissing me there. The bed dips as he lines up behind me and slips his cockhead through my soaked folds. Up and down my pussy, he glides his shaft, getting it nice and wet before he breaches my center. I moan as my walls stretch around him. My pussy clamps tight around his girth as Wolf pulls off my breasts with a gasp and sits on the bed, legs spread on either side of me, back against the headboard. He holds his cock out for me to suck, and I do as my husband ruts me from behind.

“That’s it, my sweet girl, suck Daddy’s cock. That’s it. That’s it,” Wolf encourages.

Fuck. My woman is so goddamn gorgeous. So fuckin’ lush.

The taste of her pre-milk lingers on my tongue as I sift my fingers through her dark hair and slowly make her take my cock. I’m gentle, feeding her little bits at a time. My perfect Gracie, my sweet, sweet girl, takes every inch and moans for more. Her eyelids flutter as she lets us take care of her, as we always do.

This is my love, my life.

She’s carrying our child.

Our little girl.

I know what we’re having.

Shhhh. Don’t tell anyone, but I called the Doc, and they told me.

Aria.

That’s her name.

They don’t know it yet, but it’s perfect.

I chose it months ago.

Gracie moans around my cockhead as Jace fills her cunt. Her giant tits sway below her. Dribbles of pre-milk leave wet stains on the sheets.

Fuck.

I force her to suck the tip and brush my fingertips over the apples of her flushed cheeks. “You’re doin’ so good. Daddy’s gonna fill your mouth, sweet girl.”

Gracie groans at my words, and my nuts draw up tight as the suction around my dick has my eyes rolling into the back of my skull and my toes curling.

“Come,” Jace demands, and fuck if I don’t bow to his order, even if it’s for Gracie and not me. We come together. First Gracie, then me, and finally, Jace.

My orgasm goes on and fuckin’ on, filling Gracie’s mouth. She swallows every jet, and her throaty moans vibrate through my shaft, urging more to come, to feed her, to fill her, to satiate her hunger.

When she’s had enough and I soften, I pull her off my cock and rest her head on my thigh, where she catches her breath. Jace cleans up his cum with his mouth, eating it from Gracie’s pussy.

“Merry Christmas, sweet girl. I love you so much.” I push a sweaty strand of dark hair off her forehead.

“Merry Christmas… I love you more,” she puffs, smiling up at me lazily, her lips swollen and red, cheeks pink.

My heart thumps at her beauty.

A lifetime will never be enough with them.

They’re my everything, and soon Aria will be here, and my life will be complete.

I’m one lucky motherfucker.

The End