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Ah, okay. There’s the reason Rad’s looking like someone kicked his dog. It all makes sense. And I get it. They weren’t here for the pregnancy. A part of me is thankful that they didn’t get to see me in all my pregnant glory. Because, yeah, sometimes pregnancy isn’t glorious. For me, at least. But I wouldn’t be opposed if they want that in the long run. But for now, I want to get to know them again.
“I wouldn’t mind that,” Callum murmurs, kissing my cheek. With great reluctance, Callum pulls out of me with a pained expression. “I miss you already,” he whispers in my ear, leaving one last kiss on my jaw before climbing to the side of me.
“Sorry, River Blue,” Kieran pants, taking Callum’s place on top of me as Rad desperately holds my hand. “I can’t take another minute without being inside you.” He shakes his head, hovering above me. “It’ll be quick,” he rasps, pulling my left leg over his shoulder. “But I’m so damn desperate for you.”
And with that, Kieran enters me hurriedly. Plunging into the depths of my pussy with one thrust and a grunt of satisfaction. His mouth forms an O as his eyes squeeze shut. All movements stop. Nothing but our ragged breaths echo through the room again.
“You feel like heaven,” he murmurs, pulling out and pushing back in torturously slow.
The entire room falls away. All the noise. The lights. Even the guys disappear completely. Leaving only Kieran and me staring deep into each other’s eyes. He groans, holding still, cradling my face between his palms. “You’re my own fucking paradise. I’m never leaving this again. You’re stuck with me forever. My Blue. My girl.” His breaths quicken when his lips meet mine, solidifying the bond we’ve always held.
Something deep clicks inside me as our tongues dance together in an unhurried kiss. He takes his time with me. Never going too fast. Or too slow. It’s just the right amount. Kieran doesn’t show his love through just words. He never has. It’s always been the kisses and the fucking. Hell, even the guitar on the hill. He’s showing me now how much I mean to him and savoring every moment of our time together.
“Please, please, please,” I moan, swirling my fingers over my clit. “Please fuck me, Knight. I need to cum.”
Pulling back, he stares into my eyes with heavy breaths. “Is that what you want?” he murmurs until I’m nodding. “Say it for me, River Blue. Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Fuck. Me,” I growl, curling my toes when he slams his hips into mine, filling the room with the sharp sound of slapping skin. “Oh, Knight,” I moan, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“Cum for me, River Blue. Let’s do this together. I’m going to paint your pussy with my cum. It’s yours. It belongs to you. Just like I do. Now cum!” He grunts, slamming into me and rocking my body with every damn thrust.
White hot static blares behind my closed eyelids as another orgasm rips me in half. My pussy clenches around Kieran’s length, eagerly holding him in place as he releases himself inside me with a loud, satisfied moan with my name on his lips.
“Holy hell, River Blue. You’re ours forever now,” he breathes, slowly lowering my leg to the bed. “Forever and ever,” he whispers, kissing my lips. “I don’t think I’ve cum that hard since I bent you over that dining room table.”
“I’m boneless,” I groan, still squeezing Rad’s hand like a lifeline. “I don’t think I can move.”
Nope. Can’t move a muscle. My bones are Jell-O, and my muscles are mashed potatoes. I’m so dead from all this fucking. And I still have two more dicks to include. Whoever said being a part of a why-choose relationship was a good idea? Those women in books can go for hours. Me? I’m dead after two dick downs. How can I handle four again? They’ll kill me before I have another orgasm.
God save me.
“You’re going to have to, Pretty Girl,” Rad says, tugging my hand so my eyes connect with his. “I’ve got a seat for you. I’ve saved it for five years now. Hop aboard.”
I blink several times as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning at my stunned expression.
“You want me to—”
“Yup! Ride my face, Pretty Girl. Straddle my head so I can lick you from clit to ass. I want to taste everything you’ve done. You. Them. Consider me the clean-up crew.” His pupils dilate to almost black at the idea of me smothering him as I ride out another orgasm.
Shit. Another one? Can I even pull another one out of my body? Will this be death by sex? Prepare my casket. I’m about to die a pleased but worn out girl.
“Jesus,” Kieran murmurs, slowly pulling out of me with a deep, vibrating groan.
“The clean-up crew, dude?” Asher barks out a soft laugh, shaking his head with a grin from the end of the bed where he watches everything unfold with rapt attention.
“I forgot what this was like,” Callum muses softly from beside us with a satisfied expression.
You and me both, buddy.
“Uh, yeah. And you can act as her gag,” Rad says, raising a no-nonsense brow in Asher’s direction. “It’s time to double-team our girl, or she’s going to fall asleep with only half the team inside her. Operation Fill River Up is on.” He grins, curling a finger in my direction. “Come on, Pretty Girl.” I blow out a breath, lazily rolling to my stomach, and crawl toward him with the last of my energy.
Like a hawk zoning in on his prey, he watches me every step of the way.
“You’re ridiculous,” I grumble with Jell-O for limbs when he pulls me into his lap, grinning maniacally.
“Rad-iculous, you mean,” he quips as a suddenly serious expression passes over his face. He shakes his head, gripping my waist tightly. “I’ve been dreaming of you for years, Pretty Girl. You’re the only one who has ever been on my damn mind. I want to savor everything. I want to lick you clean and then make love to you. I’ve been ready for weeks. Hell, years. I’ll tattoo your name across my cock so everyone knows who he rises for. Every inch of you calls to me. Please indulge me,” he says, staring straight into my eyes.
“One more orgasm…such a hardship,” I quip, grinning when he leans in and takes my lips captive. No, seriously. It’s a fucking hardship. My body shakes with every movement I make.
