Page 89 of Ruining Vanessa

“Can’t say I was expecting it to happen so soon,” Slayer admits. “I thought it would at least be another few months or so. I just thought you were sharing the goods for an early morning treat. You’re lucky it didn’t wake me up on my day off.”

“I bet you were already at the gym, getting all hot and sweaty.” Giulio walks over and wraps his arms around Slayer’s shoulders from behind, stopping just shy of kissing his cheek.

Slayer rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t argue or even move away.

“Which of us is gonna show Vanessa a good time first? I think she needs to know just how much we appreciate her,” Giulio says.

Damien’s already unbuttoning his shirt. “I…” he trails off, looks at me, then says, “Who would you like first, Vanessa?”

None of them. I really want to curl up and cry, to get these strange feelings out of me. I want to be left alone for a little while to process, but they’re not going to give that to me. “But the baby…” I trail off. “Shouldn’t I… not?”

Giulio chuckles and bites at Slayer’s shoulder through his shirt. “That’s cute. Damien, weren’t you saying how so many women love being fucked while pregnant?”

Slayer shifts uncomfortably, and I’m surprised to see that he’s still not pulling away. His attention is all on me, though, even though Giulio is all over Slayer. He finally shrugs Giulio off to move a little closer to me.

“Yes,” Damien answers, pulling his shirt off. “There’s no reason not to have sex. It poses no risk to the baby and can even help with pain sometimes.”

I stare at his hairy chest. I know what Damien wants. He wants to be first. He wants me to choose him, probably so he can pretend it’s his baby. He’s harder to take, but the other two will be easier after him… I’d usually pick Slayer first just so I could get used to taking them, but I have so many strange feelings right now.

“Damien,” I say quietly, knowing Giulio will be happy with the decision too—he’s always happy when Damien’s happy. “I’ll take Damien first.”

A very small smile crosses Damien’s lips, the only hint that he’s happy with this.

“Good choice,” Giulio says as he crawls across the bed toward me. He pulls at the blanket until I’m forced to relinquish it, then settles in next to me. “You always gotta start with the best, right? Damien’s nice, thick cock, ramming into you, filling you up. Do you think he’s got more cum, too?” Then he laughs. “Doesn’t matter, between the three of us, we’ll get you completely filled up.”

“Just in case she isn’t really preggers,” Slayer says. Damien gives him a look, but Slayer only shrugs. “Hey, gotta make sure it really took. You haven’t taken her to the doctor yet, have you?” Without waiting for an answer, he gets up and moves to my other side. He touches my chin, tilting my head up so he can kiss me.

I don’t know what to make of all of this. They’re being strange, all of them, oddly gentle and affectionate. I don’t expect it to last, but I intend to take advantage of it while I can. I just need to learn more about them, about their tells, if I want to get through this more easily.

“Here, Mama, sit between my legs,” Giulio says, pulling me closer and kissing my neck. “I’ll hold your thighs open for Damien.”

“Lose the shirt first,” Slayer says, tugging at the shirt I’m wearing. “We don’t want to neglect her nipples.”

I obediently lift my arms so Slayer can pull the long pajama shirt off, and even though I’m used to being naked in front of them, I still feel exposed now. They’re all looking at my pregnant body.

Damien makes a strange sound and reaches out to touch my breast. “These will swell, soon. Fill up with milk. They’ll get tender and soft and…” He groans loudly and pulls me in for a kiss, so I’m bent awkwardly, with Giulio’s arms wrapping around my stomach to keep me from going too far.

Slayer’s hand gets between them, going straight for my other breast so he can tweak my nipple.

It’s overwhelming, feeling all three of them paying attention to me like this. Usually, they simply use me and leave me there—sometimes falling asleep with me, sometimes cuddling me, but usually without this precious softness.

I can’t help but wonder if being pregnant is really going to be so terrible if they’re going to treat me like this.

I return Damien’s kiss with a little more vigor than I thought I would, surprising even myself. He only pulls away to shed his pants and briefs, then he climbs onto the bed. He cups my cheek in his hand and kisses me again, and I kiss back, squirming as all three of them touch me.

Giulio kisses my jaw, neck, and shoulders, wherever he can get his mouth on. I can feel his hand rubbing slow circles over my belly.

I can also feel how hard his cock is against my ass, although he isn’t doing anything with it.

“Lean back,” Giulio mumbles, mouth against my ear. “Spread your legs wide. I’ll hold you while Damien takes you.”

There’s no mention of any roleplay now, and I don’t bring it up. I don’t think I need it, not at this point. If they start getting rough, maybe I’ll prompt them, but for now, it simply feels good in a way I’d have never expected.

I squirm down a little and spread my legs, feeling awkward. This angle isn’t going to be good for Damien to thrust into me, but they’ll reposition me like a doll if it doesn’t work.

Slayer’s hand slides between my legs, dutifully reporting, “She’s soaked. Should be able to take even your monster, Damien. Guess she likes being treated this way as much as she likes us just fucking her.”

My face heats up with embarrassment. Just once, I’d like to be bone dry and not feed into their egos. I don’t remember my body being like this before I met the three of them—not that I’d been having so much sex to begin with.

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