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“No, Addie. You don’t have to worry about putting the condom on. I can do that. But I don’t understand why you’re so insistent on us wearing one whenyou’re alreadyfucking pregnant.”
Trust me, man. I didn’t know either. I blamed it on the hormones making me irrational. I supposed Tonya’s lessons about wrapping it up like a Christmas present stuck with me, even a year and a half later.
“But there’s four of you...where are you all going to fit? I only have...” Lifting my fingers, I began to count. “Three holes. Shit. Are we doing double penetration? WHERE IS MY PICKLE, DAMMIT?!”
There were no ifs, ands, or buts. I needed to practice. The last thing I wanted to do was cleave my ass in two. I already had a hole…
I chuckled at my own joke, and four groans accompanied the thought I must’ve said aloud.
Their loss. I knew I was hilarious.
My smile fled from my face when Ryder knelt beside me, turning me to face him, his glorious cock on display.
“What hole will that fucking monstrosity be going into?”
Would Fallon be down for some anal action?
Because it sure as hell wasn’t going in mine. I didn’t know why I was so anxious - I had been penetrated in my ass before - but tonight I felt especially worried. Damn pregnancy hormones and irrational fears.
Before I could voice my concerns, I felt lips press against my naked spine, tantalizingly soft. Hands wrapped around my chest, kneading my aching breasts. Long fingers tweaked my nipples, and I arched in the contact. Heat settled in my core.
“I’m going to bury myself inside of you,” Ryder whispered huskily, still holding my gaze as Asher worked me like a damn guitar.
“Like a casket?” I asked innocently. “Because that makes me think of dead bodies, and I don’t know about you, but the last thing I want is a bunch of moldy Rager penises poking at my body.”
Cue: four simultaneous groans.
Apparently talking about death and caskets and moldy body parts and Ragers wasn’t sexy.
Noted.
Asher moved out of the way, content to sit on the sidelines, while Fallon moved to kneel behind me. Using my juices, he slid a finger into my ass. I shuddered, the full feeling nearly overwhelming me. I felt off-kilter, unable to decipher left from right.
Leaning forward, Asher began to help Fallon lube my ass, his finger unintentionally - or perhaps very intentionally (though I knew that wasn’t true, but a girl could hope) - brushing against Ronan’s cock. I was so aroused I almost felt physical pain.
Ryder turned my head to the side to kiss me once more just as Ronan slammed his cock into me. I gasped against Ryder’s mouth.
“You ready, baby girl,” Fallon purred. Before I could answer, I felt his hard cock brush my back entrance.
I needed him in me. I needed all of my men in me, surrounding me, making me theirs as thoroughly as they were mine.
I made a pathetic noise, wiggling my ass to get Fallon where I wanted him to be. Ronan cursed at my movement, fingers digging into my hips.
Slowy, ever so slowly, Fallon moved inside of me. I felt stretched, so incredibly full. Pain erupted with such intensity that I cried out before it diminished and was replaced by pleasure. Licks of fire raced through my veins.
It was Fallon who set the pace, slamming into me. Kinky, authoritative bastard.
Ronan placed his hands on my shoulders, meeting Fallon thrust to thrust. They worked my body like an instrument, knowing exactly where to touch me, where to kiss me, when to unravel me. I was a ball of yarn in desperate need of falling apart. These men held the thread in their capable, experienced hands, tugging.
Abruptly, I shattered, the orgasm seeping through every pore in my body. Stars danced in my vision as wave after wave of pure pleasure took me over that precarious edge I had been tiptoeing around.
Ronan came first, crying out against my shoulder. His body shook from the force of his orgasm. It didn’t take long for Fallon to explode as well. My name was a scream on his lips.
Reluctantly, they pulled themselves out of my trembling body and moved to clean themselves up. I felt sated and spent, the sort of feeling you would experience after running a marathon. I wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball and cuddle with my loves until the sun broached the horizon.
But there was still one thing I had to. One more person I had to show my love to. He had been so patient, his eyes emanating nothing but love as he watched me fall apart between his brother and leader.
Crawling on my hands and knees, I pressed a kiss against Ryder’s muscular chest. He moaned, falling backwards immediately on the mattress.
