Page 153 of The Lost Melody


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Lennon groans as I bottom out. “Get to work little girl,” I tell her, enjoying as she shivers.

Murmuring something I can’t hear, she sits up straight, whimpering as I shift inside of her. Fuck, this is going to be the sweetest sort of torture. We spend the next few hours creating music, until I finally lift her legs, effectively ending her playing.

Lifting and dropping her on my cock, I enjoy Lennon’s screams. Her fingers claw at my arms and I grunt. “Good girl, drown me in your cream,” I beg.

“Turner,” she gasps, taking every inch over and over as I do all of the work. She finished two songs as I tested her patience, and edged her through it. It was a dirty job, but I am reaping the rewards as she squirts all over me.

“Fuck, your pussy is drowning my cock in its juices. I fucking love making you sloppy with your cum,” I growl, sucking and kissing her neck. “I’m going to come, baby come again for me.”

Lennon screams as she comes again, and I couldn’t give a single shit if anyone hears.

Lennon

It’s been three weeks since that night with Turner and I smile remembering it as I walk down the stairs. We’ve been so busy, one on one time has been few and far between. I can’t wait to do the fun dates, dinners, and exploring Georgetown once Xav is dead.

Today I’m going to a baby appointment, and because my family is different from most, everyone is coming with me. Uncle Jordan is stoked, Layla is a proud aunt, and Mav and Atlas keep trying to figure out what instrument to teach them when they’re born. I smirk as I find them all waiting.

Derek, Turner, Orion, and Roark grin as they see me. Turner opens the front door to get us going, as we’re headed to the military hospital, and being late is frowned upon.

“What hospital are we going to?” Uncle Jordan asks as we all step out onto the porch for Turner to arm the security system.

“There’s a military hospital Greg has us set up at, so my records don’t get into the wrong hands,” I explain.

I’m wearing thick blue leggings, a long-sleeved white tunic, and boots with my jacket. South Carolina doesn’t want to let go of this cold weather, and I’m not impressed. Stubborn twat.

“Wait, but that’s so impersonal,” Uncle Jordan sighs. “There’s nowhere else you can go?”

Shaking my head, I head towards one of the cars. I swear, it’s a production to go anywhere lately, though I secretly love it. The tour caravan life was serious, and it just meant everyone I loved was in one space.

“I really like my doctor. There’s few people who would be okay with all of the cloak and dagger shit my life has been reduced to,” I remind him.

“Next baby gets all of the things,” Uncle Jordan mutters as he practically stomps to the other SUV, and a bubble of laughter sputters from me.

“I like the sound of that, little one,” Orion murmurs, kissing my forehead. “I didn’t think I’d ever want one, but I do. Can we all get you pregnant?”

My lips pop open as I hear that. “Damn, that’s a lot of kids,” I tell him, eyes wide.

Roark rolls his eyes. “Oye, it’s not open season on Lenny’s uterus, yeah? Though two more sounds lovely,” he teases me.

“Cavemen with a breeding kink,” I mutter as I get into the car.

Orion and Derek get in on either side of me. “Wanting to get you pregnant is a kink?” Orion asks, his brow raised.

Oh boy.“Yes, it is. Ahh… why?” I squeak. I’m kind of worried about explaining to him that the idea of getting their partner pregnant is a turn-on for some men, and seeing their partner filled with cum is part of that.

Shifting uncomfortably, I have to admit that my panties may be getting ruined before my appointment.

“Lenny,” Roark chuckles, turning in his seat. Fuck, I’m so getting called out for this. I’m glad my uncle isn’t in this car right now.

“Mm-hmm?”

“Is that pretty pink pussy wet and swollen for us?” he drawls, his eyes watching me shiver.

“God, your damn mouth should be a crime, Roark Connolly,” I whine.

Orion kisses me hard, and I moan, sinking into his body. “I’ll fill you up like a cream pie later, little girl,” he growls and I whimper.

“Fuck, do we really have to go?” I ask, blowing out a breath.

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