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“Damian,” I screamed, pressing my palms to his chest as I moved my body in unison with them. “Bash. Mmm... I’m so close… Oh, God. Yes, yes, yes!”
Bastian fisted my curls in his hand and tilted my head back to kiss my lips. “Cum for us, Cherry.”
An earth-shattering orgasm swirled inside me, ripping through my body like a hurricane. I held onto Damian while Bastian hooked his arm around me, claiming my ass as he pinned me to his brother’s chest. Damian’s cock jerked inside me, and then he was filling me up, making me feel so damn full.
After we both stopped shaking, Bash pulled out and his warm cum splashed across my ass cheeks. He hopped off the bed and grabbed a wet towel from the bathroom to clean me up.
Exhausted, he dropped onto the bed beside Damian. Looking up at the ceiling, he covered his heart with his hand.
Damian moved me to the mattress between them. Naked and dripping in sweat, the three of us breathed in unison, still high from that delicious encounter.
“I think the two of you will be the death of me,” I said to break the silence. “I’ve never come that many times in a row.”
Bastian turned onto his side and bit my bottom lip. “You’re such a good girl.”
Damian grunted his agreement and patted the top of my head. “Good Pet.”
Bastian’s fingers wove through my messy curls that were all over the place. “You have to eat and take your vitamins. It’s not healthy for the baby for you to be sleeping all day and night.”
I felt like shit when he put it that way. Since I got back from the island, I had moments where I was definitely not okay. They gave me pills prescribed by my grandfather, which helped during my episodes. But I needed to snap out of this funk.
“I want soup, nothing too heavy.”
Bastian lifted his phone from the nightstand and texted the kitchen. No matter the time of day, someone was always around to attend to their needs. I didn’t think I would ever get used to having staff wait on us.
I looked over at Damian. “Will you stay the night with us?”
He nodded. “If you call out my name again in your dream, I’ll be right here.”
A smiled curled up my top lip. “I dream about you all the time, Damian.”
“Oh, yeah?” He smirked. “Dirty dreams, I hope.”
I waggled my eyebrows, giving him a playful smile. “Stick around and find out.”
I put my hand on their chests and brushed my fingers over the scars that marked each of them. With my head turned to the side, I looked at Bash. “You said you would tell me how you got the scar over your heart.”
“I told you. Damian gave it to me.”
“There’s no point in hiding from me,” I shot back. “Not after what we just did together.”
“I guess you could say I was one of Damian’s first victims,” Bash confessed.
“What?” I stared at him, eyes wide. “You mean the X over your heart… He tried to kill you?”
“Not exactly.” Damian turned me, so I was facing Bastian, and hugged me from behind. “I wanted to practice my skills.” His breath fanned across my neck. “Bash volunteered as tribute.”
Laughter shook through me. “Are you kidding?”
His big hand brushed my stomach in slow, circular motions. Since he’d gotten used to the idea of being a father, he often touched my belly. He asked daily if I could feel him or her kick, even though it was way too early.
“Half the scars on Bash’s back and chest are from me.”
“I assumed they were from your dad.”
“Some of them,” Bastian confirmed.
“So why an X?” I asked Damian. “You could have chosen anything.”
