Epilogue Two #2

My body certainly doesn’t mind the change when they’re fighting for dominance through the thin membrane separating them. One pushes up and the other down in rapid and synchronized thrusts.

“One more, baby,” Nick pants into my ear. “Milk us.”

I need his fingers at my clit to guide me over, but I do, clutching them tight as I fall and they fill me.

Afterwards, I’m gathered up into Dom’s arms as Nick sprints ahead to the bathroom. I hear the water running.

“Still okay?” Dom asks softly, searching my face.

I know he doesn’t mean just the sex, and I nod. “I have never been so happy,” I tell him honestly. “I didn’t think it was possible.”

He kisses me. “Good. That’s how it should always be.”

The jacuzzi tub is just big enough for the three of us, if I sit in one of their laps. Nick claims me. Grabs my hips and pulls my back to his chest. Dom takes the other side, his legs extended towards us and ours towards him, except mine. He drags my feet into his lap.

“We’re going away this weekend,” Nick decides once we’re all settled. “We’ll rent a cabin with a rug in front of the fireplace where we can strip you down and check every inch of you for changes.”

I chuckle, head settling back against his shoulder. “I don’t know. My boss is kind of a hard ass—”

My squeal echoes off the bathroom walls when Dom attacks my feet.

“Is that so?”

The plans get made between splashes and teasing. There’s a moment where Nick fingers my clit until I cum with a quiet whimper that Dom watches, hand fisted around his fresh erection. But they won’t let me take another ride because of safety.

“Is this how it’s going to be?” I bark at them. “You’re going to deprive me because I’m suddenly pregnant? People still have sex, and I want it. The way I feel every time I see you both... you better not change how you use me or we are going to have a whole war.”

“Yes, ma’am,” they murmur in unison, biting back their grins.

“Good.” I settle back against Nick’s chest. “I’ll tell you if it’s too much, but the way I cum just from feeling you inside me…” I bite my lip and lift my hips.

Nick knowingly grips the base of his cock and holds it while I slide him in. Slow. Letting my tender walls feel every inch.

“So... fucking... good,” I sob, eyes squeezing shut. “Just want you to fuck me and use me.”

I hear the water slosh, but don’t open my eyes even when I feel the fingers parting my lips and teasing my clit.

I don’t have to. I recognize Dom’s slow, methodical teasing.

The slow circle around the switch before dragging up and over the bump.

I still don’t look when the fingers delve deeper, tuck under and in alongside Nick.

Dom’s thumb settles on my clit, an anchor that has me riding both faster.

Harder. Chasing that light until I crumble.

Nick doesn’t go. Dom doesn’t try to take his turn.

The tub is uncorked and I’m lifted out. A towel is swaddled around me and I’m carried into the bedroom by Nick. Dom joins us a second later, lube and towel in hand.

I arch an eyebrow but say nothing as I’m placed on the mattress and left to watch as Dom mounts Nick from behind.

It’s just like that first time all those months ago when I accidentally came upon them just like this.

Nick on his knees, ass on Dom’s thighs while Dom jerks his cock.

Only this time, I’m not outside the door, watching with my fingers between my folds.

I’m in our bed, watching my men pleasure each other while I rub my clit.

Much later with the scent of sex and sweat still fresh in the air, our bodies barely over the final tremors, I’m dragged between them like every other night. Their hands and lips follow their familiar paths along my body, passing multiple times over my belly.

“We need to tell our parents,” Nick murmurs into the back of my shoulder blade. “Or should we wait? When are you supposed to break the news?”

“I say first thing in the morning,” Dom states without missing a beat. “Or I can get the phone now…”

I chuckle at his enthusiasm. “It’s after eight. Everyone is in bed or getting ready for bed.”

“Shit.” Nick’s head jerks up. “Supper. We need to feed you.”

Despite the giddy explosion of excitement in my chest, I roll my eyes. “You make me sound like a Tamagotchi.”

“I mean, close enough,” Nick teases, poking my side. “Need to feed you regularly and play with you and make you cum.”

My eyebrow lifts. “I don’t remember that option.”

He wiggles his playfully. “It’s in the upgraded version.”

I’m still laughing when Dom rolls out of bed saying, “We’re ordering pizza.”

We watch his tight ass stroll out of the bedroom.

Nick turns me over and pins me onto my back. His face looms over mine, soft and still holding traces of his smile.

“Did you want to tell your mom?”

Some of the happiness dulls around the edges, but I shake my head.

The truth of the matter is, I don’t know how to get ahold of her. After things didn’t work out with Walker, she went to live with family, but I didn’t bother asking which family. My guess is my Aunt Jane, but I have no idea where she lives and I don’t care to know.

It wouldn’t be my dad, not with the explosion of IRS issues he’s suddenly tangled up with.

The last text I got from him was that Simone took the boys and went back to France without him, leaving him to figure everything out alone.

I don’t know what he expected me to do, but I blocked his number — and Mom’s — and nothing has ever felt so right.

“I don’t think she would care,” I tell him. “And I don’t want her in our baby’s life.”

Nick nods slowly. “I didn’t either, but if you wanted…”

“I don’t.”

He kisses me lightly.

“Have I told you how much I love you?”

I grin against his mouth. “Not since an hour ago.”

He hisses through his teeth. “Damn, I’m behind.”

We’re still giggling and kissing when Dom returns. His phone is tossed down on the end table before he joins us under the sheets.

“What did I miss?”

I roll to him and capture his mouth. “This.” He groans against my lips and hooks an arm across my middle. “And I love you.”

He kisses me harder.

“Love you, too, baby.”

And just like that, I’m excited for Christmas for the first time in my life.

I’m excited for tomorrow.

I’m still terrified that I’ll fuck things up, but I know the two holding me grounded won’t let that happen, and as long as I have them, I can face anything.

And I will.

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