Page 57 of Reign of Four

Our master suite is mainly used for sex, sleep, and showers.

When we walk into the room, Andrei looks up from the book he’s reading in his favorite armchair. “Welcome back. Did you have fun?”

Before I can answer, Mikhail bursts from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair dark and dripping wet from his shower. He sighs dramatically. “Finally, you’re back. Did you see anything suspicious? Did she say anything about me?”

Ezra places his palm on my lower back, keeping me moving toward my other two husbands. “Valentina has something in breast pocket.”

Some of the annoyance in Mikhail’s gait melts away. “Oooh, did you steal something, love?” He grabs my waist and brings me in for a lingering kiss. “I like it when you do bad things.” He slides his palm beneath my shirt and up my stomach to cup my breasts. He gives them a hard squeeze, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “Can I see?”

I nod, and he lifts my shirt over my head. Ezra undoes the bra clasp at my back, and I pull off my bra. It falls to the floor, and Mikhail catches the pregnancy tests in his hands. His eyes widen. “Are these—have you?—?”

Andrei snaps his book shut and drops it into his chair. “Show me, Mikhail.”

He tosses one of the tests into Andrei’s chest, then drops the other two to the floor. “Your period is late.” His smile is sweet one second, then wicked the next. “I’ve been filling your pussy up good, haven’t I?” He palms my stomach with one hand, then my ass with the other. “Keeping my cock inside you as long as possible. Making sure my cum gets nice and deep.”

Ezra sighs at my back. “Mikhail, you are not only man sleeping with her.”

“There are three of us,” Andrei comments, smacking the pregnancy test against his open palm. “That’s a sixty-six percent chance that you’re not the father.”

I look between the three of them, shaking my head. “You can’t seriously be territorial about this baby. It’s ours, no matter which one of you is the father.”

Andrei’s head snaps back in my direction. “So you have taken a test.”

“Take another,” Mikhail insists, grabbing the one from Andrei’s hand and placing it into mine. “I’ll come with you.”

“She does not need help to pee,” Ezra grumbles, wrapping his arms around me from behind. He gently palms my stomach, like he’s protecting me from the others.

Or keeping me and the baby to himself.

Mikhail scoffs. “Of course she does. She’ll need help with everything now. We have to make sure she and the baby stay safe throughout the entire pregnancy.”

I take as deep of a breath as I can, but it’s painfully shallow. My heart flutters in my chest like it’s about to leap out from my ribs and fly far, far away. “Guys,” I whisper, blinking rapidly. They’re looking a little fuzzy at the edges.

They continue arguing over the stupidest things.

“Guys. I think I need to lie down.”

All three of them shut up immediately, and Ezra lifts me into his arms like I weigh nothing. He carries me to the bed and lays me down gently, like I’m made of glass. Andrei removes my shoes, then my pants and panties, before tucking me beneath the covers. Mikhail’s towel has disappeared in the time it took for him to reach the bed, and he slips in beside me. “I’m sorry, baby, I got carried away. Are you okay?” He brushes curls behind my ear.

They all stare at me with concern in their eyes.

“You’re going to have to get along better.” You’d think after years of working together, they would have figured out how to keep the peace between themselves. “Or you’ll stress me and the baby out.”

“Of course. We will.” Andrei gives both Ezra and Mikhail a withering look. “Right, brother?”

They both nod. Ezra kisses the back of my hand, while Mikhail nuzzles against my cheek. “We’ll do anything you say, Valentina. Whatever you need.”

I stretch my legs with a sigh. Having Mikhail curled against my side is nice, but I have two other men I’d also like to cuddle. “Get in bed. All of you. I want to touch my husbands.”

Ezra crawls into bed behind me and lays my head in his lap. Mikhail stays curled up on one side, and Andrei takes the other. All three of them take turns caressing my stomach, my thighs, my breasts, kissing my body all over. It’s enough to make a girl burn with need, but my eyes flutter closed more than once.

“Get some sleep,” Andrei orders, turning my face towards him to kiss my lips. “We’re not going anywhere.”

Mikhail kisses me next, sucking my bottom lip between his, a groan catching in the back of his throat. “You’re so fucking sexy, Valentina. I promise to fuck you hard when you wake up.” He purrs in my ear. “Or while you sleep. Whichever you want, baby.”

“You will not fuck her in sleep.”

A giggle passes my lips. “Maybe some gentle sex during my nap is okay.”

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