Page 80 of Sweet Misery

The twins stopped undressing for a moment.

“What’s going on?” Roe demanded, his shirt halfway off.

“I missed it,” Ren muttered.

“A-Are you pregnant?” Mass demanded, taking her away from me and tilting her chin up so she was looking into his face. “Don’t fucking lie to me about it? Are we having a baby?”

She nodded wordlessly.

“I-It’s all of ours?” he whispered thickly.

She nodded again. “All of ours.”

I knew what Mass meant. The baby belonged to us all. It didn’t matter the father. We were in this together.

I didn’t think more love could fit into my heart, but there I was, having the damn thing inflate further.

“I-I’m going to be a dad?” I asked, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles.

“You are. You all are if you want—” she started.

“If we want? Mm, you’re fucking nuts, kitten, if you think we don’t all want this with you.” Ren scooped her up and away from us, hauling her straight to the couch and depositing her on it.

He wasted no time in claiming her mouth with his while Roe tried to fight him off.

“We’re having a baby,” Mass murmured, wonder in his eyes as we watched the twins fight over her.

“We are,” I said softly. “Is this how you imagined it?”

He shook his head. “No. It’s how I dreamed it. With a woman I love. My brothers with me. I couldn’t ask for more.” He clapped me on the back. “Are you OK?”

I nodded wordlessly, my throat tight. “I’m better than OK.”

He gave me a smile before shoving the twins aside and stealing her away from them, his lips on hers, and her shirt being tossed to the floor as he shoved deep into her body amid her soft cries of pleasure.

I watched Mass fuck our girl for a long time before the twins forced him away and they each took up residence in her body. Her soft cries let me know she was enjoying the way they handled her.

I let them have their fun while I watched, stroking my dick from my chair.

I liked to watch them all fuck her.

Even Mass joined in with them, his dick buried in her throat while the twins pounded away on her.

She came for them, her moans of euphoria warming my heart. It was when they freed her and she crawled to me, their come dripping out of her, that I stopped stroking my cock. Gently, she climbed atop me, letting my cock tease her come-drenched pussy.

“What do you want, darling star?” I murmured, staring into her brilliant green eyes.

“You,” she answered. “And them.”

“You have us. Forever.”

“Promise?”

“On my life.”

She smiled and settled on my cock, letting it sink deep inside her. I groaned at the intense heat and tightness.

“Good. I like when you promise me a life,” she said against my lips.

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