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I'm still thinking about that love as her fingers trail down my chest, her nails gently scratching my skin and waking up my entire body. Once she’s reached the very demanding erection poking her thigh, I close my eyes to soak in the sensation of her touch. There were nights when my almost obsessive need for her drove me close to madness. There were nights that I almost hated her, I wanted her so much. All of that has come to an end and now there's nothing to do but enjoy.
One stroke of my fingers along her seam confirms she's already wet and ready. She closes her eyes and sighs softly, then lifts the leg on top to give me access to all of her. That isn't enough, and we both know it.
It takes a little maneuvering, but I drape both of her legs over my thigh and position myself so I'm aligned with her pussy. She seemed to get a little uncomfortable in her back last night, and I want to make sure this is as good for her as it is for me.
We take it slow, with me delivering deep, lazy strokes that barely move the bed. She runs her hands through my hair, gazing at me, and I would swear our souls are mingling. It might be corny, but it feels right. All of this feels so right.
It isn't long before Ryder’s hand cups her tit, massaging it gently, his thumb flicking the nipple. “Good morning,” he whispers in her ear before running his tongue around the seashell curve.
“No fair,” Ash grumbles, joining us on the bed. He kneels behind me and strokes Harlow's legs and feet. “Getting started without us.”
“I figured you would wake up eventually,” I tell him before going deep and making her moan. We don't have to be quiet anymore.
“And there I was,” Ryder muses between kisses against her neck. “Figuring you'd be too wiped out this morning.”
“There's no such thing,” she tells him before moaning again, arching her back, closing her eyes. I watch her, totally absorbed in her reactions while she sinks deeper into bliss.
“That's right.” I roll my hips, grinding into her, and she whimpers her approval. “Let it go. Let yourself feel good. Do you feel good? Do you like how it feels when I'm inside you?”
“Yes, yes,” she whispers, her head bobbing up and down. She reaches behind her to rake her nails over Ryder’s scalp, making him groan while he runs his hands over her body. I feel the effect it has on her, and soon her juices run over my balls while she comes closer and closer to the end.
And when she does, I can't help but go along with her, filling her with my seed before pulling back, breathless and satisfied. For now, anyway.
She gasps in surprise, and I look down to realize Ryder quickly took my place. He's not interested in taking her slowly, gently, instead practically rutting from behind. The sight of him taking her so soon after I did is surprisingly satisfying, and I understand Ash’s eagerness to get me out of the way so he can take advantage of her open mouth. If I hadn't just finished coming, I would be hard as a rock now.
“Oh, yes,” she moans, taking Ash in her hand and guiding him to her open mouth. I watch in amazement as she takes them both, working them in tandem until all three of them are breathless and grunting and losing themselves in what they're creatingtogether. Her body is incredible—nurturing life while providing so much satisfaction to all of us. I could spend the rest of my days worshiping this woman and it wouldn't be enough.
“So good,” Ryder grunts, molding her tits in his hand before burying his face in her golden hair and crying out his release. She moans helplessly around Ash’s dick, high-pitched and desperate like she's coming again.
Instead of coming in her mouth, Ash pulls out and strokes himself rapidly. A moment later, the first spurts of cum splash across her heavy tits. “Oh, fuck yes,” he groans as he comes, before releasing a satisfied sigh.
And then he smiles a little sheepishly. “I'm sorry, but I had to come on those tits. They're too much to resist.”
“You're forgiven.” She closes her eyes and goes limp, while Ash gets up to grab a washcloth and I hand her a bottle of water from the nightstand. Ryder stays behind her, gently caressing her while she comes back to earth after flying so high.
There's something so natural about all of this. Like finally, all the missing parts of my life have fallen into place and the picture is complete. I can see doing this for the rest of our lives, I honestly can. There are challenges, and of course three egos to manage, but it's all worth it in moments like this. Not the sex so much as the feeling it inspires. Togetherness. Unity.
That's what's going through my head when she frowns and pushes herself up on one elbow. I'm about to ask what's wrong when she answers my silent question by covering her belly with her hand.
“Harlow.” Ryder sits up. “What's the matter?”
“I just felt the funniest thing. Like a cramp.” She closes her eyes and winces. “There it is again. Oh, my God. Oh no.”
Her eyes fly open and she looks around and asks the question I bet is on all of our minds. “Is this it? Am I going into labor?”
38
HARLOW
“It's too early. It's not time yet.”
“Everything is fine.” Ryder grips my hand hard enough to hurt, leaning forward from the back seat of Ash's truck to reach me. “Even if it is labor, you're eight months along.”
He makes sense, but that doesn’t mean I want to hear it. “But it's still too early! It wasn't supposed to be like this!”
“You have to try to calm down.”
I'm glad Ash isn’t looking at me, since he's too busy trying to get us to the hospital in one piece. That means he can't see the absolutely blistering look I give him. “Do me a favor and don't tell me to calm down at a time like this.”
