Page 13 of Breeding the Nanny


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I think I could fall in love with this girl. I think I’m already more than halfway there.

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CLAIRE

Well. This is different. It’s also better than anything I could have imagined. And I’ve done a lot of imagining these past several days.

Nothing in my imagination could ever top the deep, warm satisfaction of being sandwiched between their bodies. I have never felt so completely protected and cherished—I didn’t even know it was possible to feel that way after the sort of things we did tonight. I always figured something was wrong with me for wanting to be a little dirty, a little nasty. But they liked it, and they rewarded me with two of the biggest orgasms I’ve ever had.

And now, lying awake in bed between them, I want more. I want them to take me as far as we can go, and then some. I’m still hungry for their touch. Their mouths.

Nathan is on his back, and the blanket barely covers his lower abdomen. The bulge under the blanket takes the hunger that was already starting to build and makes it explode. I’ve only had his big, thick dick in my mouth so far. I know it’s going to feel incredible once he’s inside me.

I get up on my knees and straddle him carefully, gently, and I’m about to guide him inside me when he stirs and opens his eyes. “What—” he manages to whisper before I lean down and plant a kiss on his lips. A kiss he responds to instantly.

“Glad I woke up for this.” I look over to find Keaton watching us. “Don’t let me stop you. You go right ahead.”

So I do, reaching between my legs and guiding Nathan inside me. I knew it would be good. It takes me a second to adjust to the blissful sensations running through me as he stretches my walls. I’ve never felt this full. I’ve never felt this alive, either.

“Ride my dick,” Nathan grunts as he takes me by the hips. “Let’s watch you ride.”

It’s like I’m putting on a show, and something about that excites me, gets me wetter and hotter. Any doubts I might have had dissolve before I begin to grind my hips, moving up and down, working my clit against his base.

“So fucking tight,” Nathan moans as his fingers dig into my hips. “Oh, my god…”

“I bet she is.” Keaton gets up behind me, running his hands over my body before taking my jaw in his palm and turning my head so his tongue can invade my mouth. Nathan’s hips jerk upward to meet my strokes—the sensation is incredible, indescribable, and a cry of something like joy erupts from deep in my core. For the first time in my whole life, I feel like I’m where I’m meant to be. There’s no question in my heart.

“I’m going to come inside you,” Nathan announces in a frantic whisper, fucking me furiously while his brother’s hands slide over my body. “I’m going to fill you up.”

Yes. That’s what I want. I want him to fill me up—both of them. And the idea of it makes me work harder, moving faster, until he groans and goes still. A rush of heat deep in my core tells me he is coming, and that’s good; it’s what I want, what makes pure satisfaction wash over me and leave me smiling.

I barely have time to recover before Keaton practically pulls me away from his brother and sets me on my knees. The first, sudden thrust makes me gasp in surprise, but there’s no time to adjust to his length and thickness before he is fucking me mercilessly, holding my hips in place with both hands so he can deliver fast, sharp strokes. Now, the deep, burning pleasure that was already building when Nathan was inside me explodes. It tightens my core and makes me whimper and moan and beg. “More… more! Harder!” I beg in broken sobs.

Both men laugh softly before Nathan reaches out and cups my boobs. “Greedy girl. You only look sweet.”

“I don’t know. She feels pretty fucking sweet, too.” A sharp sting follows Keaton’s swift slap of my ass before he pounds into me again, giving me exactly what I want. They’re using me, and I want them to use me. I want this to be us, the three of us, something only we share. I want to give them everything, so long as we never have to stop doing this.

“Are you ready to come?” Nathan whispers in my ear before running his tongue over the lobe. “Are you gonna come on his cock?”

If I wasn’t ready yet, I am now when Nathan finds my clit and flicks a finger over it while his brother continues pounding me from behind. The sensations are too much; I can’t handle it. It has to end, but I hope it never ends.

And then it all explodes like fireworks in my head. I can’t think, I can’t speak. All I can do is shove my face against the pillow and scream or else risk waking the baby. Even now, I can’t forget about her. Even when sheer, all-consuming bliss threatens to tear my body to shreds.

It’s only when I fall to the side that I feel hot, sticky cum running down the insides of my thighs with every twitch of my muscles. And that’s good, too. It’s all so good.

Keaton collapses next to me, and now I’m sandwiched between them again. Both of them touching and kissing me, and each tender caress takes me one step closer to falling in love with both of them.

“Are you all right?” Nathan strokes my face and my hair, brushing his lips against my forehead before I rest my cheek against his chest.

“It sure felt all right when you were coming on my cock,” Keaton points out, chuckling against the back of my neck before kissing me there.

“I am definitely all right,” I agree with a weak laugh. “That was amazing.”

“It can be that way all the time,” Nathan offers in a soft voice. “I know that’s what I want. To fuck you constantly and get you pregnant.”

“Not if I get her pregnant first,” Keaton murmurs.

Pregnant. With Nathan’s baby or Keaton’s. Maybe both, in time. The idea should freeze me on the spot. It should freak me out and make me want to get out of this bed and even rethink this job.

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