Page 37 of Lani

“The day after tomorrow? We can use the MC jet and get your stuff, then come back the same day if you want?” Trey suggests.

“Yeah, I like that idea,” I say. I lean my head back and let the shampoo rinse from my hair.

“I want to bring you to meet my mom and dads, if you’re comfortable with it,” Trey says.

“I really like that idea. I don’t want to leave Etta and Lynn for too long, though.” I worry about them. I worry how all of this is going to affect their life.

I want them to have the best life possible, and I know it’s going to be our mission for that to happen, but the biggest blessing for me is that Michaela won’t have to face the life of her mom.

“Braelyn will be here tomorrow morning. The girls are going to have a therapy session with her and then I think we’re going to take them to the doctor for a full checkup,” I inform the guys.

We should have done that first thing when they got here, but I didn’t want to overwhelm them.

* * *

Braelyn has been with the girls for hours. I’m babysitting Michaela for them. I really liked Braelyn the second I met her. She specializes in trauma and I can see that she’s very sincere and capable.

Trey is out in the garage working on a bike and Vinny is holding Michaela, rocking her to sleep. My ovaries are singing at the sight of him being so tender.

I highly doubt that I got pregnant that very first time, but them telling me that they would love if I did get pregnant really made me think.

Am I moving too fast? Are we rushing into things? If so, why does everything feel so right? Vinny lays Michaela down into the playpen and sits next to me, pulling me into him.

We turn the TV on low so it doesn’t disturb Michaela. “You holding her made me feel all kinds of ways,” I whisper in Vinny’s ear.

He grins at me, takes my hand and walks me out of the room to one of the guest rooms downstairs, then turns on a baby monitor so we can hear if Michaela wakes up.

I pull down my leggings in a hurry. “Bend over the bed,” he orders. He pushes me down and touches my pussy, checking to see if I’m wet enough. I was drenched for this man the second he dragged me into this room.

He grips my hair and I push my ass back against him. I’m dying, I need him inside of me so bad.

He pushes inside hard. There’s no adjusting this time. He hammers me, harder and harder. The door opens and Trey walks in. He unbuckles his pants and strokes his dick as he watches Vinny pound into me.

“FUCK.” My voice is muffled by the bed, and I scream into the mattress, coming so hard against him that my whole body turns to mush when Vinny comes inside of me.

Again without a condom.

Vinny slips out of me, and Trey takes his place, slamming inside of me, harder than Vinny. “Oh god.” I bite the blanket, trying not to scream and wake up the baby.

“Our girl’s pussy is greedy.” Trey smacks my ass, and I stop breathing. Everything in me stiffens as an orgasm unlike anything I have ever felt approaches, and Trey comes inside of me just like Vinny.

“We didn’t use a condom again,” I inform them, trying to catch my breath, and they both laugh.

“Once we felt your pussy bare, there was no way we could go back to wearing one.” Trey kisses the center of my back, and Vinny comes up to me, holding a washcloth to clean me up.

“Are you sure a baby is what you want?” I have to ask again to make sure we’re on the same page and that this is something they actually want, that it isn’t a heat of the moment kind of thing.

I put my leggings back on, situating myself as best as possible on the edge of the bed, and fix my hair, waiting for them to respond.

Vinny sits down beside me and wraps his arm around me. “I’ve always wanted to be a dad, so has Trey. We both know you’re the one for us. You are meant to be with us.” He cups my face gently. “Ultimately, the choice is yours. You’ll be the one carrying the baby, if you wanted that.”

Wow, that’s more than I expected.

I knew deep down the second I met them that they were meant for me. We just fit together in a way that I can’t even put into words.

I take their hands. “I want a baby, but I wanted to make sure that is what you wanted too.” I smile and they both pull me into their arms, hugging me.

We make our way back into the living room to check on Michaela, who is still fast asleep, “Do you think they’re okay in there?” Vinny asks, looking out of the window to their cottage.

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