Chapter Forty-Seven Emma
Afew glasses of wine and sparkling cider later, the four of us lounge in Josh’s large living room, our eager voices filling the space as we talk about anything and everything.
“Okay, we need to settle this once and for all,” Max says as he sits on the square, leather ottoman in front of me. “What are the living arrangements going to look like when the baby comes? Between us, we have four apartments. That’s a lot of jumping back and forth.”
“We live pretty close together, but that’s still too much traveling around,” Ryan agrees as he leans back against the couch cushions to my left. He finishes off his wine and sets the empty glass on a coaster on a side table. “We need one central place.”
“If you’re comfortable with that,” Josh adds from my right.
My eyes widen as I realize what Ryan was hinting at. “You all want to live together? Under one roof?”
“It would be a lot easier,” Max points out as he rests his hands on his thighs. “We’d have all the baby stuff in one place. All of our stuff in one place. We’d all be around to take care of the baby.”
“And each other,” Ryan murmurs next to my ear.
Laughter bubbles within me as I playfully push at his shoulder. They’re not wrong, though. If we all lived together, things would be a lot easier parenthood-wise and relationship-wise.
And better.
No wondering when the next time we’re going to see each other. No struggling to come up with plans to meet up. No cold, empty beds to wake up in.
“Would we choose an apartment to move in or what would we do?” I ask as my eyes roam around to each of them.
“Our apartments are big, but they wouldn’t be suitable for a big family,” Josh replies. “I think we should get a house together.”
My eyes grow wide as I place my hand on Josh’s arm. “A house?”
Josh grins. “Hell yeah. Plenty of space. A big backyard. Everything we could want for our family.”
I exhale slowly as I picture that. Our own home where we’ll make memories, decorate for holidays, and raise our baby. I thought that I would be stuck in an apartment for so much longer.
“I’d love that,” I say as I smile at all of them.
“Then, it’ll be done,” Ryan tells me, his hand skirting my lower back.
I flash him a playful smirk. “You just want constant access to me.”
Ryan laughs as he moves closer to me. “Can you blame me? I hate being away from you. The last few days have been torture.”
I meet his gaze, warmth pooling between my thighs at the sight of the desire in his eyes. It hasn’t even been that long, but it feels like an eternity has passed since I’ve been close with any of them. As close as possible.
“Looks like you have some time to make up for,” I tell him, goosebumps already running up the back of my arms as I feel Josh shift next to me.
Ryan’s jaw tenses for a second, but he doesn’t try to hold himself back from what he wants. I love that about him.
The second his lips crash against mine, I lose my breath, my heartbeat quickening. I reach up and grip the back of his neck, digging my fingertips in as his tongue brushes against the crease of my lips. I part them against his, tasting him as he tastes me.
Josh runs his hand up my thigh, making the heat filling my body burn even hotter.
My teeth drag along Ryan’s bottom lip before I turn my head to kiss Josh, the tension in the air building.
Josh cups my cheek, his lips gliding against mine for a few seconds before he draws back. “We’re going to take your clothes off. I think we need to show you how much we missed you.”
I nod eagerly before letting Josh and Ryan pull me up to my feet, my head already feeling warm and hazy with desire.
Max grabs my hips to steady me before leaning close to kiss me as he undoes the tie of my pants.
I only break from him to lift my arms so that Josh can pull off my shirt. Ryan is quick about unhooking my bra, and in under a minute, I’m left in only a pair of black panties. “I can’t be the only one undressed.”
“Take what you want,” Josh replies as he takes my hand and guides it to his shirt.
With an eager smile, I tear off his shirt and toss it to the side, my fingertips immediately roaming up the dips and lines of his muscular torso. “I’m spoiled.”
Max comes up behind me and sweeps my hair to the side, his lips grazing the other side of my neck. “As you should be.”
I reach back and drift my fingers through his hair, an unsteady exhale drifting from me as I feel his erection press against the curve of my ass. “Take off your pants.”
Max presses a few more kisses against my sensitive skin before backing away to undo his belt.
Ryan grabs my hand and pulls me toward the ottoman, guiding me down to sit on the edge. He kneels in front of me and slides my panties off my hips and down my legs. “I’ve been waiting too long for this.”
A gasp tears from me as he pushes my thighs apart to bury his face between them, his mouth pressing flush against my center. I grip his hair as his tongue explores me like it’s his first time and not what feels like his hundredth. “Ryan…”
Ryan dips his tongue inside of me, tasting every inch. He drags his tongue up to my clit with a light flick, making me tense as a jolt of bliss hits me. He repeats the motion, lifting his eyes to watch me arch and drop my head back.
My eyes flutter back open to see Max and Josh approaching me on either side, fully bare with their erections in their hands. My stomach warms and flips at the sight. As if I’m already not intensely turned on.
Ryan draws away from me. “Straddle my face.”
I blink at him in surprise, but I don’t have time to question him before the guys help me turn around and sit on my knees on the ottoman.
Ryan slides between my legs, resting his head against the soft cushion. He grabs my thighs and pulls me down on him, his lips quickly finding my clit.
I almost double over as a current of bliss rushes through me, the heat reaching my cheeks. As Josh and Max step closer to me, I quickly realize why Ryan put me in this position. It’s way easier for me to please them too.
“Feels good, beautiful?” Josh asks me as he brushes my hair behind my ear.
With flushed cheeks, I nod. Ryan’s tongue feels so good that I can’t help but grind down on him. Judging from the pleasurable vibrations of his moans, he likes that about as much as I do.
“Don’t hold back, baby,” Max encourages me, his lips hovering close to my other ear. “We’re going to make you fall apart more than just once.”
I don’t doubt that at all.
I reach out and wrap my fingers around both of their cocks, working my hands up and down their lengths as they take turns kissing me deeply. It’s hard to focus on one thing because pleasure is hitting me from all sides, making the coil deep in my stomach tighten.
Ryan devours me like he’s been starving for months instead of days, his tongue working its way through my folds. He focuses back on my clit, licking steadily to find the pace that makes me writhe over him.
I pump Max and Josh faster, moaning into their mouths as my first orgasm approaches in a hurry.
“Just like that,” Max breathes out as he starts rocking into my fist. “Just watching you like this drives me crazy.”
I lift my eyes to his as I keep stroking him, knowing that we’re both so close to the edge. “Max…”
“Yeah, baby,” Max murmurs as he grips my hair, holding my gaze. “Let go for us.”
Ryan drags his tongue over my clit again, and I’m a complete goner. The coil snaps, and waves of heat and shudders take hold of me.
“Oh, fuck,” Max groans as he spills over the top of my hand, his forehead touching mine as we tumble into ecstasy.
I shake through the bliss, but I manage to lean up and press my lips against Max, continuing to stroke him and Josh until they both pull away from me.
“You’re so damn perfect,” Max whispers against my lips. “Get ready for more.”
My body heats up with need all over again as Ryan nudges me farther up the ottoman so that I’m on my hands and knees.
Josh stands in front of me and cups my chin, drawing my eyes up to his. “Can you handle this?”
A soft moan breaks from me as Ryan pushes his cock through my folds from behind, rocking back and forth slowly. My tongue subtly grazes over my bottom lip as Josh strokes himself in front of me, desire taking hold of me.
“Yes,” I tell him with an eager nod.
A satisfied expression settles on Josh’s face before he pulls my hair back from my face and guides himself toward me.
I part my lips, letting them glide over the head of his cock just as Ryan slowly pushes into me. My moans are muffled, and my inner thighs quickly become slick with my arousal.
Ryan groans as he fully sheathes himself inside of me. He pulls back out, only to thrust back in deep and firm. Over and over.
Josh holds my hair out of my face as I move my head, taking in more of him with each pass. He drops his head back as he revels in the feeling, but he doesn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Ryan pounding into me for too long.
Pure bliss envelops me as I take them both, my nails sinking into the leather material of the ottoman. Pressure builds low in my stomach as my second release comes closer and closer. They’ve worked me up so much that it won’t be long now.
There’s no way that I can last long when I’m with them. They know my body too well, and I’m blissfully outnumbered.
“You look so damn beautiful like this,” Josh groans as he lightly rocks into my mouth, making my eyes tear up. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good.”
I moan around him as Ryan picks up the pace, his hands holding my hips tightly to keep me in place. I take in as much of Josh as I can, my cheeks hollowing.
“Fuck,” Josh breathes out as he comes, his grip briefly tightening on my hair.
I swallow all that he gives, only able to catch my breath once he steps away from me. His taste lingers on my tongue and lips as I drop my head, throbbing heat pulsing between my thighs as my orgasm heightens.
Ryan reaches his hand around and presses his fingertips against my clit, rubbing quickly as his thrusts start to fall out of rhythm. “Come with me, baby. I know you’re close.”
“Ryan!” I gasp as he thrusts hard and deep, sending me over the edge.
Ryan stills inside of me as he comes, his fingertips digging into my waist. He leans over my back for a few seconds to catch his breath, pressing a kiss between my shoulder blades as I tremble. “Perfect girl. We’re never letting you go.”
I give him a tired, blissful smile over my shoulder, my skin flushed and sensitive to the touch. “Good.”
Before my arms can give out, Josh and Max sweep me up, and all three of them take me to the closest bathroom. All I have to do is lean against them, letting them take care of me and clean me as we come down from the high.
As incredible as the sex is, moments like these when they’re tending to me and fawning over me afterward are some of the best. I feel safe and loved and cherished, and I never felt this way before.
Not until them. Not until our worlds collided in a way that we never saw coming.
They’re the best surprise that I ever could’ve received.
After we all get cleaned up, I find myself nestled under the soft sheets on Josh’s king-sized bed. It’s a tight fit with the four of us, but with Max and Ryan on either side of me and Josh lying between my legs with his head on my stomach, it feels perfect.
Josh gently kisses my stomach. “Can’t wait to meet you.”
My heart skips as I listen to him to speak to the baby, pure joy blooming in my chest. I want every night to end like this. All of us together, looking forward to the future that’s in store.
“I love you,” I say, smiling when I hear a small chorus of “I love you too” back.
This is a life worth fighting for. From now until the very end.