Page 103 of Pucked and Pregnant

“Do any of you want to know who the father is?” I ask tentatively. As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I hate how they sound.

“Umm,” Aiden says, looking at Connor and Dimitri. “What do you guys think?”

Dimitri and Connor share a look, and then Dimitri says firmly, “I don’t want to know. It doesn’t change anything for me.”

Connor nods. “Same. It isn’t going to be beneficial having that line drawn in the sand. Why bother? We will all love them equally.”

I sigh in relief. The thought of having to get a DNA test done on the kids was not something I was looking forward to.

“I’m really glad that you all feel that way,” I tell them. “I was dreading having to find out. I just think it’s better for us if we don’t know.”

“Besides,” Dimitri says with a shrug, “If they are mine, which I’m betting they are, we will know in an instant They will have definitive Russian genes.”

“Really.” Connor deadpans.

“What?” Dimitri says defensively. “Russian sperm are strong. They have to be in order to make it through the arctic temperatures. I am sure my swimmers are tougher than either of yours.”

“What the fuck, dude?” Aiden says.

I look back and forth between them then dissolve into a fit of laughter. The entire conversation is comical, a perfect example of how things tend to go with them.

“Look,” I say when I can breathe again, “we won’t know for a while who they look like. Babies are usually born with hair and eye color different than what it actually becomes. Besides,” I add, “the babies might just look like me.”

“They’re gonna look like me,” Aiden counters.

“No way, dude, they are definitely taking after me,” Connor argues, pushing him a little.

“I already said they’re taking after me,” Dimitri grumbles, tapping both Connor and Aiden in the shoulder.

“Okay, enough,” I say as they keep pushing and roughhousing. “You guys are making me seasick with so much moving around, you’re making the couch rock back and forth.”

“I can think of another kind of rocking that I’d rather be doing,” Aiden says. “That is, if you’re up for it.” He gets up and comes over to me. He presses my hair back away from my face and kisses me. The kiss is slow at first, but soon turns sensuous. Our tongues tangle as his hands come up to cup my sensitive breasts.

I sigh and lean into him, loving the feeling of his touch. It’s been too long being away from them.

“We’ve all missed you,” he whispers to me between kisses.

“I missed you guys too,” I say, my tone dripping with want.

“To bed?” Dimitri asks.

“To bed,” I reply, allowing Dimitri to tug me to my feet. They follow me to the cozy room and it doesn’t take long for us to start stripping off our clothing.

I’m so wet already that I can feel the moisture of my arousal on my thighs. I lay back on the bed and open my arms. They join me eagerly, kissing and touching everywhere.

“God, your breasts,” Connor says, leaning down to suck first one nipple and then the other into his mouth. I arch off the bed with a moan, and the rumbling sound of approval that he makes causes my pussy to clench with need.

“Already so wet for us,” Aiden murmurs, his fingers dipping into my wetness and flicking over my clit.

I cry out, my hips bucking, every nerve ending firing instantly.

Aiden rises over me, his cock nudging at my entrance. I lift my hips to meet him, and he sheathes himself in me in one swiftmovement. I moan with pleasure as he thrusts languidly within me, stretching me, filling me up.

I feel movement near my shoulders and I open my eyes to see Dimitri kneeling beside me. I eagerly run my fist up and down his proud length, then suck him into my mouth. He groans, bracing himself with one hand on the headboard as his eyes drift shut.

“God, you feel so good,” Aiden moans, pumping a little harder.

“Do you want two of us at once?” Connor ask.

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