Page 100 of Three of a Kind

The bond sings with her pleasure, spurring me on.

I ache to know what it’ll feel like when she comes on my cock. Being able to feel how turned on she was with Maverick and me in the shower was what sent me over the edge.

She moans, and her fingers dig into my shoulders as the baby belly bounces against my abs.

I’d really love to see her ass in the air while I hit it from behind. Her tongue dances in the air with mine, disappearing as she grinds back to meet my length.

Slick drips all over my knot and down my pelvis. It makes me ravenous as I use my core to sit up enough that I can suck on my bondmark.

My balls get tight as I fuck up into her.

When her pussy locks down, I don’t have a hope of holding back. My hands dig into her ass cheeks as I pull her down and buck up into her at the same time. Her lower lips dance over my knot, but I’m not ready to be stuck in place.

I growl as she sobs. My cock kicks, filling her with hot jets of my cum. Her pussy continues to wring my length after I finally come back to reality.

I fuck her through her climax, but she’s plastered herself to my front. I’m not sure that’s safe for the baby.

Damn.

I can’t wait to find out the gender. I’d be down for another girl. Libby melts my damn heart every time she smiles at me, but I wouldn’t mind a boy, either. I’m probably better equipped to raise a boy.

It takes everything in me to peck a final kiss on Brooklyn’s lips and lift her off my still-swollen cock.

“Hey,” she pouts.

“Turn on your side and show me that fantastic ass,” I growl. “I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

She scrambles to comply while I roll on my side and shimmy up behind her. I hold my head up on one hand as my cock bounces around her lower lips.

Brooklyn lifts her leg, giving me easier access, and I slide home without worrying about being gentle. Feeling my cum and her slick leak out does my head in.

My free hand moves to cradle the baby belly as I practice grinding into her from behind. It’s much lazier and more intimate this way, but my cock still hits bottom well before my knot.

Oh well, vaginas are forgiving.

I move my hand up her stomach, over her sternum, and give her throat a tender squeeze. Her inner walls clench as she moans, and it gives me comfort that she likes a little choking as much as I do. I’m sure it helps her impulses feel safe and confined, despite the large room.

“I can’t wait until we settle into our place,” I growl, nipping at her shoulder. “Then, I’ll really be able to make you scream for me. We’ll have to soundproof the nest.”

Her hips wiggle, thrusting herself back at the same time I shove my cock deeper.

My knot slams inside her, and all the air evaporates in the room.

Okay, maybe not literally, but it takes my goddamn breath away.

I’m so unprepared for the way her pussy massages my knot that my hips basically stutter. It’s hard to tell which way is up, let alone if I’m supposed to move or freeze and soak up the euphoria.

Brooklyn doesn’t have the same trouble deciding a course of action. She grinds over my length, making my vision go hazy.

I release her throat and brush my fingers over her cheek, like a total lovestruck goofball. “Holy shit, Mama. You fucked me all the way up.”

She chuckles, her happiness flooding the bond. “I like knowing I can rock your world.” She gyrates her hips just right. It’s a slow, subtle drag of my knot just inside her opening, and it feels fucking fantastic.

It’s probably what distracts me from realizing Gunner is in the room with us. His sweaty smell floods the air as he crawls onto the bed, tugging off his T-shirt as he goes.

“Can I join you?” he asks.

“Get fucked,” I growl.

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