Page 72 of My Ex-Boyfriend's Brothers

“She obviously feels good enough to throw a tantrum.” I stood up and slowly moved closer. “Maybe we have been a little too careful with her.”

Luke cupped her sex and groaned. “You’re soaked, baby. These panties have to be uncomfortable. Why don’t you go ahead and take them off?”

She bent over so fast she ran her head into Jackson’s stomach. He caught her head and brought her back up with a grin. “Whoa, baby. You okay? If you injure yourself before I bury my dick inside you, I’m going to cry.”

She giggled, all sunshine and need. “Oops. I’m okay. Just ready.”

Jackson knelt in front of her and dragged her panties down her thighs. “Now that you’re feeling better, maybe you should give up underwear.”

“Mmm. I’d love that. No more panties and all dresses so I can come up behind you whenever I want and slide inside.” I felt my pulse rocket at the look Maggie gave me. “Are you sure you’re ready for us, baby?”

Jackson growled from where he was kneeling between her legs. He dragged his fingers over her pussy and showed us how wet they were. “Pretty sure she’s past ready for us.”

“I am. I can’t go another minute. I don’t want to.”

Luke dragged her shirt off and cupped her breasts. “You get tired, you tell us. If anything is too much, tell us. If you need a break,-”

“Tell you. I get it. I really, really get it. Please.” Maggie growled, her hands fisting in Jackson’s hair.

I pulled her from between Luke and Jackson and ignored their dirty looks while picking her up. She wrapped her thighs around my hips and pressed her lips to mine. Her kiss was hungry, her hands everywhere. Her need was palpable and I groaned into her mouth, possibly the happiest I’d ever been in my life.

“Fuck, baby, I love you.” I tried to kiss my way down to her throat but she wasn’t waiting for us to lead the way. She moved her mouth down my throat, taking a nip at my Adam’s apple before running her tongue over it.

“You taste good. I don’t know what it is but being pregnant has made you guys smell even better to me. I want to bathe in your scents. I haven’t been able to think clearly for days.” She dropped her legs and yanked my shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere. Her mouth was on my chest, kissing her way down my stomach before the last button hit the ground. “God, I won’t survive pregnancy if this is how it’s going to be.”

I gripped her head in my hands and tried to pull her back up but she growled at me as she unbuttoned my pants. “You don’t need-”

“I want to.” She tugged my pants down and stared up at me even as she gripped my cock and pulled it free from my boxers. “I need to.”

I let out a hiss of breath as she opened her mouth and took me deep. Her mouth was hot and wet around my length and she stroked the underside with her tongue in a way that made my eyes roll. “Jesus, Maggie.”

Jackson moaned and I followed his eyes to where Maggie had her hand between her thighs, rubbing her clit. She wasn’t usuallyso bold and it was even more evident that we’d let her needs go unaddressed for too long.

“On the bed. Her knees.” Luke stripped and bent down to pick Maggie up. “Just a minute, baby, and we’re going to take care of you.”

I kicked my clothes the rest of the way off and stood at the foot of the bed. Luke had barely put Maggie on the bed and she was already on her hands and knees in front of me, taking me into her mouth again. I was never going to last with the way she was sucking me.

Luke knelt behind her and her moans reached a fever pitch as he ran his cock up and down her slit. “Thank fuck.”

We all groaned as he slid deep. A flush worked its way up Maggie’s back and she had to let go of my cock to cry out. “Oh, god! Yes!”

“That’s it, baby. Take me deep. You feel so good around me.” Luke gripped her hips and slowly pulled out. “Open that mouth for Ryan, Maggie.”

“I want all three of you. Please!”

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***Jackson***

Igripped Maggie’s face and turned her head so we were eye to eye. “You’re going to need to spell it out, Bubbles.”

She didn’t hesitate. “I want it all. My ass.”

Luke swore. “Maggie, baby, you’re not ready for that.”

She whipped her head around to shoot him a glare. “I am. I trust you. I trust Ryan. And I trust Jackson to take me there. You won’t hurt me.”

If I hadn’t already been in love with her, I would’ve fallen right then. Hearing her put her trust in us was better than any high I’d ever felt. I ran my hand over her ass and drew her gaze back to mine. “It’s not a race, baby. We don’t have to do everything tonight.”

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