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A fourth round???
Merde.
My horny Haute Maman blames her urges on the hormones: A boy and a girl, Luc? All swirled up with my hormones!
Yeah, we found out we’re expecting fraternal twins a few days ago. And since—well, truth be told, even before—my Haute Maman can’t get enough of her Daddy Dom.
I run my fingers through my sweat-soaked hair and shake my head at her, who winks at me. Naughty girl.
“Woman, you will be the death of me yet…” I grouse.
But damned if my cock doesn’t twitch from more flutters of her pussy along my length. I slip out, drawing a groan of loss from both of us. I need to free her from the sex swing and tend to her with some almost-aftercare before the next round.
She pouts as I loosen her ankles and rub them. I press a kiss to each one, then reach up for her wrists. She sighs as I massage her arms from her wrists to her shoulders. As I unbuckle the harness straps, she leans forward and drapes her arms over my shoulders.
“You’re the sexiest Daddy Dom I’ve ever seen,” she whispers in my ear, then licks the delicate shell.
A shiver skitters down my spine, reawakening my semi-erect cock.
“I am the only Daddy Dom you have ever seen, naughty girl,” I growl.
She yelps from a smack on her ass.
I carry her to the king-size bed in the center of the bedroom. Gently, I lay her down, then press a kiss to her belly full of my babies. Her fingers thread through my hair as she sighs.
“Why do you have to waste time cleaning me when you’re only going to make me messy again?”
I glance up at her pouty face and chuckle. But ignore her as I rise and stride to the en suite bathroom.
“I love being sticky from you!” She shouts after me.
When I return with a clean cock and a warm damp cloth, Blair is curled onto one side with her head on her forearm. The other hand rests on her babies bump. Soft snores fill the air.
I snort and smile at the sight.
She may be a horny Haute Maman. But she tires easily.
Without disturbing her too much, I wipe her face, neck, and thighs. She’s too exhausted to notice.
I pull the navy blue silk and velvet cover from one side of the bed, curl my body around hers, and settle the cover over us. Even in her sleep, she reaches for me and places my hand on her belly. I kiss the back of her head as I whisper words of love for the love of my life and my babies. Then we sleep peacefully.
* * *
“Oh, yes, it’s extremely important to get everything in order now. You don’t want to wait until the last few weeks—”
“Especially carrying twins! Mon Dieu!”
“Right! You have even less time to get ready. And you’re halfway there now!”
“Oh, hi, Luc!”
“Ciao, Papa!”
I chuckle and wave at Lola, Leonie, and Starr Knight—the newest addition to Blair’s girlfriends and a doula.
We returned to our Paris mansion earlier this morning for her to take their video conference call. The trio wants to help her plan for our babies’ arrival. I couldn’t help but to listen from the door and come in to say hi. It’s great how much they support her.
“It’s good you’re here. We have some questions for you, Luc,” Starr says. “Do you have time?”
