Page 105 of Christmas with Three Cowboys

Without hesitation, I touch myself as they get out of their jeans.

My breasts are swollen and tender. My hips have widened, and my baby bump is growing beautifully. Yes, I feel heavy and sluggish most of the time, but my men make sure to also make me feel like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world, their most prized possession, theirs to love and share until the end of time.

“I’m afraid none of us will last long,” Mitch says, stroking himself as he watches me. He’s big and hard and aching for me, much like his brothers.

Their cocks are twitching, veins pulsating along the shafts as pearls of precum gather at the tips. I get on my knees and take each of them in my mouth, tasting them, enjoying them and memorizing each of these extraordinary men to the deepest detail.

Ethan runs his fingers through my hair when it’s his turn. “I didn’t think I’d be able to love someone as much as I’ve come to love you.”

“Then we’re in luck because it’s more than mutual,” I reply.

Colton slides deep down my throat, and I welcome all of him, relaxing my jaw to fit as much as possible. His cock throbs furiously against my tongue, causing liquid heat to trickle down the insides of my thighs.

“You’re perfect,” he whispers.

“And you taste like heaven,” I tell him.

This is my first time with them as a free woman, and it hits differently. Mitch pulls me up and moves us to the edge of the bed, showering me with kisses as Ethan and Colton run their hands all over my body.

“Come here, baby,” Mitch says as he lays on his back.

I climb on top and straddle him, letting him stretch me and fill me to the brim. “Oh, yes,” I groan excitedly as all my nerves endings light up. “You’re precisely what I needed.”

“Got more for you right here,” Ethan says and gets behind me.

He joins Mitch inside me while Colton stands next to the bed and holds on to the canopy frame as I part my lips and let him glide down my throat again. It’s incredible precision and a feat of perfection as I’m claimed by my men, hard and deep and insanely intense.

A rhythm builds between us.

My breasts bounce, but Mitch makes sure to lovingly tease each, taking my nipple in his mouth and letting his tongue flick over it. Again and again, until an orgasm builds up within my core. I let my hips move back and forth, moaning with a mouthful of Colton while Ethan goes faster, deeper. I come hard and gushing all over them, panting and sweating as they take me straight to heaven.

“Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life, Melissa,” Colton grunts as he tightens his grip around the base of his cock.

I suck him harder, shuddering in the aftermath of my climax while Mitch exhales sharply and comes with a brusque jolt. Ethan’s hand comes down, slapping my ass before he lets loose and fills me with his seed.

“I love you so much,” I whisper as Colton leans down to kiss me. “So, so much.”

“And we love you,” Ethan rumbles in my ear, nibbling on the side of my neck. “Just as much. You’re ours, Melissa.”

“You’re mine, too,” I say.

Mitch puts on a lazy smile, while I linger on top of him. “Damn right we’re yours.”

Epilogue I

Melissa

“Welcome home, kiddos,” I say as I walk through the front door.

Behind me, Colton and Ethan carry each of our newborn sons, while Mitch has his arm around my waist, keeping me close. It’s the sweetest haze, and I’ve been in it for the past couple of days since my boys came into this world.

“There they are!” Darla cheers as she and Sammy hurry out of the living room to greet us. They’re both crying tears of joy, positively overwhelmed by the view. Frankly, I’m close to weeping, too. “Oh, my gosh, look at those little angels.”

“Averys through and through,” Colton chuckles, beaming with pride as he shows the firstborn off with a huge, glimmering smile. “I’m just glad we were able to bring them home so quickly.”

I’m sore as hell. My whole body is recovering from a fast but insanely intense labor. It was the scariest and, at the same time, the most beautiful experience. I’m not going to tell the guys just yet, but I secretly can’t wait to do it all over again someday.

“You’re right, they look like angels,” I say with a laugh as I watch the boys sleeping in their fathers’ arms. Ethan and Colton have commandeered both armchairs, while Mitch joins me on the sofa. He hasn’t left my side, and I couldn’t love him more for this.

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