Page 39 of Her Shifter Babe

“No, no of course not,” Tommy said, reaching under the table to touch my leg affectionately. “We just... well, we agreed. We’re trying to keep you and the baby as safe as possible until the birth and even then, you’ll need a reasonable amount of time to heal. And to be honest, we’re worried that putting us all together will just encourage—”

“Good!” I interjected, my hope returning. “Dr. Mayer told me this morning I’m healthy as can be, and I can go back to regular, everyday duties as well if I want. Cooking, cleaning... sex.”

David coughed to clear out his throat. “We’ve already got a cleaner, sweetheart. And I like to cook for us.”

I grinned at him. “Then sex it is! If you guys want to, that is?” My gaze flicked hungrily between the two brothers, and I could see their fear. “What’s worrying you two so much? The pregnancy? Like Dr. Mayer said—I’m okay now. You can stop freaking out. I’m not made of glass.”

David nodded. “Yeah, well, you went into hospital after we were together the night before, and I just didn’t want that happening again. Not on my account. I could never forgive myself if something happened, Stacey.”

“Dr. Mayer said that wasn’t because we’d been intimate, it was just a culmination of the stress due to the months before. All the fear, the traveling, the uncertainty before I found you both. But everything’s amazing now, I promise.” I stared at them, watching as they battled their desires, or at least that’s what I hoped the fleeting emotions dancing across their faces were.

Nancy had told me earlier today that if I wanted the boys to take me to bed, then I’d have to step out of my comfort zone and use my words. I’d have to be more forward than I was used to being, because communication in a ménage was key. I swallowed, remembering her advice and pushed my own fear down. I’d been positively aching for them for weeks now, and my body’s needs were climbing higher with every day of good health to the point of desperation.

“I want you,” I managed to say. “My body needs you. And I know I’m not the prettiest I’ve ever been, but if you want me at all, I’d love it if we could—”

David stood up and held out his hand to me, his eyes blazing. “Let’s go.”

I blinked up at him. His voice had turned deep and gravelly. “Really?” I asked, almost afraid to hope that he’d agreed so quickly to my desires.

He nodded, the tension in his body obvious with the tightening of his jaw and the slight shaking of his hand.

“Oh, thank you!” I said, taking his hand and letting him pull me to my feet.

We didn’t go straight to the bedroom like I’d thought we would. Instead, he gripped my face in both hands and kissed me hard, right then and there near the dinner table.

And just like that, I was lost in his passion, in his seeking tone and moans of pleasure. I grabbed at his shirt, holding on tight while I rode the wave. I was finally getting what I wanted and what I’d spent so long fearing and second-guessing. But now that it was here and happening, I couldn’t fathom how I’d ever thought this union of our flesh as a threesome could be anything but wonderful.

Tommy’s hands slid around my waist, his body pressing into me from behind.

I gasped and moaned at the intensity of the sensations, gripping tighter when I sensed David trying to pull away. “No, please don’t go!” I panicked. “I want both of you... at the same time,” I admitted bravely, my voice sultrier than I could have ever planned for.

He practically growled in response. “Come to the bed so I can feel you.”

I went with him all too willingly, just overwhelmed and grateful for this chance to be with both the men I loved.

Tommy’s hands were on me as we moved into the bedroom I’d spent the last month occupying. The sheets were pink now, and Tommy had bought me a new floral duvet as well. He’d said the color and bright nature theme suited me more, because I was the sunshine in their life, and I couldn’t have been more touched by the sweet and thoughtful gesture.

David threw back the covers, and together they worked in tandem to relieve me of my clothes. Between passionate kisses and lingering, exploratory touches, my new maternity clothes fell away, piling up on the floor, and I was left naked as the day I was born.

David stared at me, his expression that of a hungry predator. It frightened me and turned me on all at once. I was catching a glimpse of that caged lion.

I lifted my hands to cover my breasts, a flush of shame and anxiety racing through me in the moment. “I know, I’m really big now,” I apologized.

He reached out and dragged my hands down, exposing my huge boobs, my previously pinkish nipples now a darker shade of rose and tight with need of him. “You’re perfect. I like you better like this,” he said with shockingly delicious honesty. “You look like a goddess. Like dreams come to life.”

Tommy’s hands slid around from behind me in ready agreement, cupping both breasts and squeezing my nipples tenderly between his forefingers and thumbs.

I cried out with desire. “Please get naked,” I begged, pulling at David’s shirt as he stood in front of me. “I need to touch you.”

David whipped off his shirt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor without a single word.

I stepped forward, eagerly wrapping my hand around his already thickened cock.

He groaned, his eyes closing for a moment as I worked him, his hand slipping between my thighs.

Tommy’s lips were on my neck, peppering my skin with slow, protective kisses as he savored the taste of my flesh.

I turned my head to kiss him, to include him in the all-encompassing passion I was feeling assaulting my ready body.

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