Page 106 of A Very Daddy Christmas

“Double trouble,” Sebastian laughs.

“I’m scared out of my mind,” I confess.

Sebastian shakes his head. “Don’t be scared, Cora. You’re not alone. You’ll never be alone. Holy crap.” He pauses to take a deep breath as he processes this revelation while Waylan comes over and wraps his arms around me.

“Twins. Damn, baby, you sure know how to throw us for a loop.” He plants sweet and wet kisses down the side of my neck.

“You’re happy, then?” I ask, my body temperature spiking.

Sebastian exhales sharply. “We’re over the moon! Are you kidding me? Come here.”

They lavish me with slow, deliberate kisses, their hands roaming over my curves, their fingers exploring and squeezing every inch of my body.

Before long, my flannel shirt dress is on the floor, quickly joined by my bra and panties.

I am naked, my baby bump not visible yet, but the mere knowledge of life growing in my womb has my men treating me like I’m the most precious thing they’ve ever touched. Their tenderness makes my soul expand as I take turns kissing each of them. We lose control quickly as the hunger for one another increases and our hearts thud frantically for more.

“I wasn’t sure we’d get you back safe,” Sebastian confesses as I peel the shirt off his chiseled torso.

“I’m glad you did,” I manage, while Riggs gets down behind me and spreads my cheeks with his bare hands. “Oh, fuck…”

His tongue slides between my slick folds. My core tightens as he greedily laps at my pussy, fingers probing my entrance at the same time Waylan proceeds to run his fingers through my hair and Sebastian takes my nipple in his mouth. And just like that, I find myself unraveling, losing my thoughts and all contact with reality as my men claim me.

Once we reach the bedroom, all bets and all clothes are off.

I surrender to them, bathing in their kisses and gleefully drowning in their love. Riggs makes me come with his tongue alone, before he and Sebastian share my pussy. I’m stretchedand filled to the brim as I ride Sebastian—with Riggs taking me from behind. I wrap my lips around Waylan’s massive cock, sucking him whole with ravenous desire.

“This can never end,” Waylan whispers, caressing my face for a moment and lovingly gazing into my eyes. “You belong with us, Cora.”

“I do belong with you,” I say before he tightens his grip on my hair and shamelessly slides down my throat while Riggs drives deeper and harder into me.

My screams are muffled with hard flesh, my pussy drenched and tender as they fuck me into oblivion. I welcome every glorious inch. We ride the wave and come together, our bodies shaking and twitching. It’s almost too much to bear, yet I can’t get enough of them.

Sebastian’s fingers trail invisible lines along the sides of my breasts. He loves to watch them bounce while Riggs rams into me. Harder. Faster.

“Come for me, again,” Sebastian orders me, his fingers sneaking between us. My clit is swollen and way too sensitive, but I can’t stop. As soon as he starts flicking and rubbing it, applying insane pressure, I cave in.

“Yes, baby, YES!” I cry out.

Waylan grabs a handful of my hair and yanks my head back.

I open my mouth wide as he strokes himself into a powerful orgasm that spills down my throat. I lick my lips, reveling in his hazy eyes as he gives me everything, as I explode all over Sebastian, as Riggs ejaculates deep inside me. I feel his cock pulsating, my pussy contracting and clenching tighter aroundhis and Sebastian’s cocks.

“You’re fucking perfect.” Sebastian is the last to let go, and I welcome his release with a lazy smile, then suckle the tip of Waylan’s manhood, eager to not waste a single drop.

“And you three are the beginning and the end for me,” I manage as we drift into the sweetest afterglow, our bodies drenched in sweat and desire, our hearts beating as one.

It’s as close to flawless as it’s ever going to get.

Epilogue I

Cora

“They’re absolutely perfect,” Sebastian says, fawning over our babies.

“They are, aren’t they?” I mumble, unable to take my eyes off of them.

Perfect little bundles with pink skin, bright eyes, and tufts of black hair, their little fists curled outside of their little matching blankies—both baby blue—befitting two gorgeous boys. “We have three boys now,” I say, comfortable in the passenger seat, the babies safely secured in the back. “We need to even the score here.”

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