Chapter 22 #2
His hand stayed me before he grasped my belly and kissed it. “Buongiorno mio figlio e mia figlia. I need you to go back to sleep after mama feeds you, so she can get her rest.”
In response they both kicked toward him. I winced at the ferocity of their movements. I was both touched by their bond but also discomforted by it.
“Holy crap! Did they just move?” Yaris seemed equally horrified and fascinated.
I laughed. “They did and it’s as painful and cool as it looks.”
Yaris’ eyes widened and he blinked a couple of times. “Yeah, I think I’m gonna discourage Juliette from getting pregnant any time soon.”
Juliette was a woman he began seeing a few months ago. She was from the Kentucky community. She was a sweet woman, and their relationship seemed to be moving rather fast, but who was I to judge, I went from meeting the guys to having their babies in less than a year.
Troy playfully wiggled his eyebrows. “Oooh, it’s getting that serious?”
Yaris, the Mr. Clean doppelganger, actually blushed before donning his aloof mantle once more. “She’s an amazing woman and we seem to have the same goals for the future.”
Jace reminded us of his presence. “Yaris, we need to go! Troy wasn’t the only one who needs our help.”
Troy froze as he helped me up from the couch. “Oh shit, yeah. Noah and Gavin will know who else was attacked by that man.”
Yaris was already halfway to the door. “We need to get there before they are well and truly fu—”
His words were cut off as the door shut behind him. Troy and I exchanged worried looks before he led me into the kitchen. We just had to hope and pray he got to them on time.
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“I could have done that.” I protested before wrapping my arms around Troy and kissing his shoulder.
Troy decided to join me in my late-night snack and added some sugar snap peas with hummus. We had just got done finishing our meal, when Troy moved me out of the way to clean up. I appreciated it, but sometimes I felt like I was taking advantage of their nurturing ways.
He looked at me over his shoulder before smiling. “I know, but you made us the food.”
“Well, thank you.”
I looked up at the clock. I felt bad that Jace and Noah were still busy in the clinic.
I had mentally reached out to them, and they assured me that Yaris had reached some of the infirmed in time.
They predicted that they would be there for at least another hour and I wished they would allow me to go assist them.
Troy clucked his tongue, noticing my preoccupation with the clock. He placed the last dish on the drying rack before he turned and embraced me. He ran his nose along my neck before placing a soft and seductive kiss right behind my ear.
“Need me to distract you before they get back.”
His words and his provocative touch made a warmth spread in my lower belly.
I was instantly turned on. I looped my arms over his shoulders before pulling him down for a kiss.
I playfully nipped his bottom lip, then pulled it in my mouth.
Troy made a sound of satisfaction deep in his throat and grasped my hips.
He brought my body flush against his own.
I could feel his arousal digging into my belly.
I mewed in need, attempting to get closer to him once he deepened our kiss. When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathless. Without a word he took my hand and led me into his bedroom. His steps were hurried, but once we reached the room his movements became slower.
He carefully removed my camisole, followed by my sleep shorts. He followed my shorts down to my ankles, lowering on his knees in front of me. He tapped my calf, wordlessly instructing me to widen my feet. I complied, loving the hot desire burning in his eyes and knew I had grown even wetter.
He placed his mouth over my sex and let out a deep groan of satisfaction. “I loved the way you tasted before, but you taste even better now.”
I was unable to respond as my eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head.
I grasped his shoulders feeling my knees go weak at his onslaught.
His tongue swiped at me, and I whimpered out his name.
He was truly talented with his tongue, and my legs started to shake with all the sensations running rampant through me.
He grinned against me before looking up at me, his lips glistening with my wetness.
He gently guided me back to the bed. Once my butt was perched on the edge he stood and divested himself from his clothing.
He stood up and kicked his sweatpants out of the way.
His fully erect penis bobbed, bouncing off his belly, and I noticed the precum glistening on the tip.
I couldn’t resist leaning forward to capture it in my mouth.
The saltiness of his cum touched my tongue and suddenly I was craving more. I wanted to swallow as much of him down as possible. I knew not all women liked going down on their men, but I truly enjoyed it.
He made a sound between a groan and a moan before pulling away. “As much as I love feeling your lips wrapped around me, I don’t want to cum in your mouth. I want to feel your pussy clench around me, before losing myself. But first, I need to taste more of you.”
He knelt down before me and leaned forward burying his head between my thighs.
The swipe of his tongue had me crying out.
I loved seeing the pure bliss on his face, but my eyes wanted to close at the heat running rampant in me.
He alternated between flicking his tongue against my clit and collecting my juices with his tongue.
I wanted to reach down and grasp his hair between my fingers, but my baby bump made it nearly impossible.
I leaned back and threw my head back in ecstasy.
It didn’t take long to feel the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. I tilted my pelvis up attempting to chase his tongue. Since I was unable to grip his hair, I grasped his covers.
“Troy,” I cried out, seconds before I felt the pressure build.
My orgasm hit and I chased the feelings, hoping to draw out the sensations.
I enjoyed all my orgasms, but I loved it when I could ride it out.
Once it hit, I knew it was going to be a good one.
Troy was skilled enough to hit my clit with just the right amount of pressure and timing to give it to me the way I loved.
I screamed out his name, my back bowing, unable to stop myself from collapsing on the bed. I was unaware of my thighs clenching against his head but heard his sound of pleasure. When I felt myself coming down my legs automatically spread open.
“You are so talented with that tongue of yours.” I croaked out, my eyes still closed soaking in the euphoria. I don’t know if I felt parched from a desire for water or from my screams.
Troy chuckled before I heard shuffling around.
I peaked open one eye to see that Troy dragged his wing back chair over to the edge of the bed.
His eyes were still burning with lust as he gave his cock a few rough jerks.
His gaze hungrily devoured me, and I couldn’t help but being filled with warmth, knowing he still desired me.
He noticed my attention and grinned at me, before coming to the bed and spooning me from behind.
He trailed hot kisses over my shoulder up my throat, before kissing the back of my ear.
“Can I take you on the chair?” He husked.
“How?” I laughed.
“Kneel on the chair and grasp the back.”
I was more than satisfied from my last orgasm, but I was more than willing to try this new position out.
We were having to get more creative in our positions as my pregnancy progressed and I had to admit it was fun.
Troy helped me up from the bed and guided me to the chair.
I kneeled on it and grabbed the back of the chair.
“I never understood the breeding kink, but I have to admit I love seeing your rounded with our children. If I could have my way, I think I would keep you pregnant as many times as safely possible.” Troy trailed kisses along my spine and spoke between his ministrations.
I let out a sound between a scoff and a laugh. “Let’s wait until the twins are at least four and I have a career established before you attempt to knock me up again.”
Troy made a non-committal sound before entering me. I was thankful I was still wet as he stretched me. A satisfied moan escaped my lips once he was fully seated in me. My hands reflexively grabbed the chair. I leaned back into him.
“You feel so good, my sexy Italian Stallion.”
He chuckled and reached down to rub my clit. It was still highly sensitive and felt both really good and made me squirm simultaneously. “If you only knew how good you felt. Your pussy hugs my cock so well.”
He began to kiss the sensitive area between my neck and shoulders as he began to slide in and out of me.
With every thrust in his fingers played with my clit.
When his pace began to quicken, I knew we were close to finding our orgasms together.
My second release slammed into me, and I cried out his name once more.
Seconds later, I felt him jerk into me and felt him spill into me.
I was no longer struggling with sleep and more than ready to fell back into slumber.