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Drew and Nathan watch hungrily as Carlos takes me. Nathan's hand finds its way between my legs, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

Carlos rolls us over and pulls me atop him, and I go willingly, straddling him. He sits me on his cock and gently guides my hips until we develop a steady rhythm. Soon, my hips move of their own volition, rolling and whining on him.

He holds my hips in his hand and pushes into me, slowly, and then faster, making my eyes roll back in my head.

My breasts bounce with each movement, and Nathan grabs them, squeezing as the pleasure begins to build in me once again. This time, it builds quicker than the last because I have already come twice.

It doesn't take long before I'm coming again, Carlos's name on my lips this time. He lets go as well, his grip on my hips tightening as he reaches his peak.

He pulls out of me and slides away from beneath me, leaving me kneeling on the bed and giving Nathan, who immediately supports me from behind, access. Nathan grins as he peppers kisses on the sensitive spots behind my ear and neck.

He slides into me from behind, and I gasp at how different it feels being taken in that position. His cock moves inside me painfully slowly, grazing the roof of my pussy. His slow and steady take draws out the pleasure with each push until I’m a hot and quivering mess.

My legs shake wildly as continues his intentional movement until my orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave. I push my back flush against his chest, and he presses a kiss to my cheek as I come, releasing with a guttural moan.

Exhausted, I stay limp as Nathan moves me to lay my head against the pillow, and I close my eyes, my body aching in all the right places and yet relaxed and fluid. I feel Nathan wiping me down a few seconds later. I hear them moving around as they clean up.

I feel the bed dip beside me and I open my eyes to see Drew watching me with a mix of wonder and love in his eyes.

"What?" I ask softly.

He shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips. "Nothing. I just...I can't believe how lucky I am. How lucky we all are."

I reach out and take his hand, pulling him close. "We are lucky," I agree. "But we also choose this. We choose each other, every day."

Drew nods, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "And I'll keep choosing you—all of you—for the rest of my life."

I feel a sense of peace settle over me. This journey hasn't been easy, and I know we still have challenges ahead. But looking at the three men surrounding me—Drew with his quiet strength, Nathan with his gentle kindness, and Carlos with his unwavering loyalty—I know we can face anything together.

My hand drifts to my stomach, where our child grows. Boy or girl, it doesn't matter. This baby will be loved beyond measure, with four parents to guide and protect them.

As they settle into bed, I find myself in the middle, surrounded by warmth and love. Drew's hand rests protectively on my belly, while Nathan's fingers intertwine with mine. Carlos presses a soft kiss to my shoulder before settling in at my feet.

"I love you," I whisper into the darkness. "All of you."

Three voices respond in unison. "We love you too."

And as I drift off to sleep, I drift off knowing that this is exactly where I'm meant to be.

Chapter 27

Carlos

The rhythmic beeping of hospital monitors fills the air, a constant reminder of where we are and why. I pace the length of the waiting room, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. Every few seconds, my eyes dart to the closed door of Nancy's room, willing it to open with news.

"Carlos, man, you're going to wear a hole in the floor," Nathan says, his voice tinged with amusement and nervousness.

I stop, realizing I've been muttering under my breath in Spanish. "Sorry," I say, running a hand through my hair. "I just...I can't believe this is happening."

Drew looks up from where he's sitting, his knee bouncing nervously. "Neither can I. But it is, and Nancy needs us to be strong."

I nod, taking a deep breath. He's right, of course. But it's easier said than done. The last few months have been a whirlwind of emotions and preparations, and now that the moment is finally here, I feel completely unprepared.

A scream pierces the air, making us all jump. Nancy. The urge to rush into the room is overwhelming, but we've been told to wait outside until we're called. I've never felt so helpless in my life.

"She's okay," Jamie, Nancy's best friend, says softly. She's been a constant presence throughout the pregnancy, and I'm grateful for her calming influence now. "This is normal. She's strong. She can do this."

I nod, trying to believe her words. But as another scream echoes through the hallway, I can't help but wince.

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