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I groan and spread my legs wider before I try to close them.

He forces them open before he sits back and pulls my panties off. He moves so my legs are on his shoulders as he dives back down and pushes his tongue into me.

I gasp and buck slightly. He chuckles, and the vibrations from his mouth push me closer to the edge. He starts to suckle on my clit, and I start to see stars. The next thing I know, my clit is trapped in his mouth while he’s pushing a finger into me.

“Luka,” I groan out, bucking again.

He uses his free hand to hold my hip and keep me in place. I squeeze my legs shut against his head as he bobs his head up and down, teasing my clit.

I arch my back as my orgasm hits me and chases through every nerve in my body.

Once I fall back to the bed, he gets up and settles between my legs, brushing his cock between my folds.

“Is that all you have in you, Hannah?” he growls.

“Not at all,” I purr as I spread my legs again.

He pushes into me slowly, and I groan softly. He doesn’t wait to start pumping his hips, torturing my already sensitive vagina. I move my hips to meet his, clenching around his dick as we move to try and drive him wild as well.

He leans down on one hand, using the other hand to play with my breast as he kisses me.

We stay like that for some time before he stops the kisses and gets upright again, grabbing my hips and pulling me hard onto him as he stands on the floor with me on the edge of the bed, my legs on either side of his hips. He thrusts harder and harder.

“Hannah,” he groans.

“Luka,” I murmur.

He thrusts and stops, burying himself deep inside of me.

I feel a warmth fill me before he strokes the side of my leg. “Room service?” he chuckles,

“Sleep,” I say as I slowly withdraw from him. The limo will be here at six to pick us up.”

“Maybe we don’t sleep at all and just sleep on the flight to the beach,” he murmurs, crawling into bed beside me.

“Hmmm,” I can feel him stroking my side softly. “Maybe some room service and another round.”

Chapter 28 - Luka

Hannah screams as she leans forward slightly, her hand gripping mine as tight as humanly possible.

She went into labor hours ago, and her contractions just got worse and worse until the doctor finally said that she was ready to push.

It hurt me to see her sweaty hair limp against her face, her face itself red from exertion and the pain in her voice. And she kept reminding me I’d done this to her.

“Luka, Luka…” she gasps.

“I’m here babe. I’m not going anywhere,” I say confidently, even though I’ve lost all feeling in my fingers.

“There was something I DIDN’T TELL YOOOUUUUU,” she screams again.

“Push, Mrs. Milov,” the doctor says from between her legs. “One big push.”

“It doesn’t matter, whatever it is, Hannah. Focus on giving birth to our babies.”

I have prepared for every eventuality. There is nothing that can surprise me with the twins. I assume she knows the gender and feels guilty, but that doesn’t matter. I’m fully ready. Boys or girls.

She squeezes and screams, and then little cries fill the room.

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