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“Ready?” Walker asks.

“I’m more than ready.” I grip Darren's shoulder and Walker’s leg, bracing myself. They practically hold me in the air, they move together. “Oh my God! Oh my God!” I scream over and over.

They move faster, harder, with every stroke. Walker is strumming my clit right along with every stroke.

“That’s it, baby, take all of us.” I hold my breath, my whole body shaking.

Everything around me grows hazy as they pound into me. I can’t even move my body, they own all of me right now.

I come hard and fast. It doesn’t sneak up on me, no, it’s hard and long. They don’t stop as they bring me to another and another until they come with me on the third orgasm.

I think I pass out, I’m not sure. But I wake up in the shower with them washing me.

“We love you so much,” Darren tells me, I can see the emotions in his eyes. I know he does, I know they both do.

“And I love you. Ready for round two?” I smirk.

Walker shakes his head laughing. “What are we going to do with you?” he asks, cupping my cheek.

“Give me more orgasms?”

“You heard the lady,” Walker tells Darren. I scream with laughter with them carrying me back to bed.

I found my happily ever after, forever.

EPILOGUE

Summer

In Labor

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“Baby, are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital?” they ask me for the hundredth time since I decided that I wanted to give birth at home.

“I promise I’ll be okay. If anything goes wrong Konrad is next door.” I cringe at the paleness on their faces because I mentioned something possibly going wrong.

Walker is calm, but Darren on the other hand is a wreck. He keeps running around trying to do different things, he has had water boiling downstairs, like multiple pots.

I have an amazing midwife, who I love.

“Another one,” I tell everyone, breathing in and out deeply, getting through the worst of it. I hold their hands tight waiting for the contraction to pass. “You are doing so amazing.” Walker kisses my hand.

“Let me see how far along you are, that one was really close together.” I lean my head back not wanting to see this part. I lay my head on Darren’s shoulder, closing my eyes. I’m already exhausted; I have been in labor for hours.

“You are nine centimeters; we need to prepare.” She takes off gathering the rest of her supplies and the fear sinks in that this is about to happen. I don’t want to tell them I’m terrified of this but being at home with them in our bed makes it less scary than being at a hospital.

“Oaklyn will be here soon, our baby girl.” Walker shifts until he is behind me, giving me back support since we are the end of the bed.

“I really have to push,” I tell my midwife. The pain is unbearable, there is no break from it. I didn’t get an epidural, it’s all natural. I wanted to give in so many times to go to the hospital to get the shot, but I pushed through.

“You ready to meet your baby girl?” she asks, sitting down at the end of the bed on a small chair, one of her assistants comes up next to her holding a blanket.

Darren looks down between my legs when she pulls my gown back. “Darren, are you sure you want to loooook,” I scream, bending forward. Walker moves with me to support my back. “AHHHH!” I scream, pushing.

“That was an amazing push!” the midwife encourages me.

Darren presses a cool cloth to the back of my neck, his eyes are red. “I’m so proud of you, you’re fucking superwoman, baby.” He shakes his head like he can’t believe I’m doing this.

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