Chapter 23
I want to put our babies inside her right now.
Wendy
Tamara had seemed incredibly nice, but our meeting left a sour taste in the back of my mouth—and no, it had nothing to do with the three lemon pies I had eaten.
No matter what her story was, it felt like her being here wasn’t an easy choice. Maybe she was running from something. Maybe she was here to start over after something bad happened to her.
Anyway, she was a rock and I hadn’t been able to get a single clear answer from her.
We all stood up as the shuttle finally landed back on Gemini. But the second we stepped foot outside, I was pulled away by Nodala. I gave a questioning look when we finally stopped and she ushered me inside a wooden cabin.
“It is your union day!” She beamed, clapping her hands in front of herself. “Hurry, come. I will help you get dressed and ready.”
I looked at my clothes, a flimsy piece of blue fabric that only covered my breasts and intimate parts she had provided me. “Is this not good enough?” I asked.
She gave me a once over. “You need to wear their color,” she explained. “Since Nitochi is the lead, I will dress you in something black, and then I will add the white knots and accessories.”
That was it. I was about to marry them, and their mother was the one preparing me for this event.
I had never really doubted myself or questioned my decision. And now? I was surer than ever.
“Habanshi,” Nitochi breathed out as he took me in.
I grabbed his extended hand and let him pull me to them. Both my men. My dark and my white knights. The two pieces of bread in my sexy sandwich.
“Habanshi,” I answered and he smiled when I hugged him, nuzzling his chest. Baelor came behind me and dropped a few kisses on my naked shoulder. “Habanshi,” I said again, this time to him.
Their three parents, uncles, aunts and cousins from the last dinner were all here, looking at us with smiles on their faces. Even Maxwell looked moved.
“Alright, alright, I know this whole ceremony is only a formality now,” he muttered, yet his smile was still here. “Let’s get this over with so I can get out of your hair.”
“Yes, get out of our hair, old man,” Nitchi whispered in my ear as he squeezed my waist, forcing a giggle to escape me. “We need to fuck our female—our wife.”
“I’m impressed,” I crooned. “You learned the human word for it.”
Nitochi beamed, and ignoring Maxwell speaking about oath and bonds and sickness and health in the back, leaned to kiss—or more accurately devour—my lips.
“We aim to please you,” Baelor added from behind me. Even though he kept his gaze trained on Maxwell, I felt how he struggled to keep his hands still on my hips. “Nitochi, stop. We will have all the time to fuck her afterward.”
“I want to put our babies inside her right now,” Nitochi growled. “Tell the old man to hurry the fuck up.”
I gasped, feeling wetness pooling at my core.
John had recommended that I not tell them for now. Suggested that I wait until our next blood test in two weeks, so as to be sure…
But I couldn’t.
So after Maxwell grumbled “Fine, you can kiss the bride!” I whispered, “There’s already a baby in there.”
When they both made me see stars ten minutes later, it didn’t stop them from filling me with more cum. Over. And over. And over, until I begged them to stop, exhausted, spent, and more satisfied than I had ever been.