Page 166 of Tempt Her

See, orgasms make everyone a nicer person.

Luke chuckled while his palm cupped Mateo’s fist, helping him stroke him off. “We’re lucky men,” he teased. “We got a sugar momma now while all we gotta do is fuck her and keep our kids happy.”

Mateo laughed, too, grabbing a deep kiss from Luke while I started riding Ford, our humor turning into heat.

I leaned forward, swaying my breasts in his sexy face before teasing Ford’s lips, tickling over his whiskers. “You gonna let me treat you real sweet, Daddy?”

He smiled into our kiss, huffing, “I don’t know how I feel about that kink anymore with all our damn kids around.”

But it didn’t stop me from teasing his ear with all my dirty taunts, riding him until he was moaning. We turned our heads, watching Luke climb on top and ride Mateo beside us. When Mateo angled their bodies joined, I couldn’t resist Luke’s hard cock bouncing to their fuck. I leaned over and took Luke into my moaning mouth, setting us off.

Mateo reached for my breast, teasing my nipple. He cupped it while Luke fisted my hair.

“Fuck yes, baby,” Luke huffed, “Fucking suck my cock while we all get fucked.”

“Fuck her harder,” Mateo growled at Ford. “That’s how you breed that pussy and make it yours.”

God, I was losing it, but then, of course, Ford took it next level at Mateo’s taunt. Swiping the lust from my cunt, he eased two fingers into my ass and started pounding hard, matching the rhythm of his hips hammering under me while he growled, “You want Daddy’s cock? You want him to fill this naughty little pussy with his cum? Fuck, baby,” he huffed, “You’ll take every fucking drop of me.”

I moaned over Luke’s cock, feeling the thrill of Mateo’s touch and the sweet punishment of Ford’s fuck. I came so hard at the pleasure, at the truth.

Ford and I are trying for our next baby… and my last, if we’re so blessed.

That’s why I wanted this wedding.

We can’t be official on paper, all four of us, but we are in our hearts.

Our tattoo, our promise to each other, is that no one can break us four. But now, we’re so intertwined; we’ve merged bodies and souls into lives with no bounds, no weak point that can be shattered.

A loud whistle breaks across the June afternoon, lifting our eyes to see Ford signaling Luke and Mateo to join him.

Luke takes a kiss from Mateo, then from me before grinning over our lips, “Gotta follow orders. See you at the end of the aisle.” Of course, he disobeys and grabs another kiss. “I’ll be the cutest one.”

He bounces down the stairs while Mateo pulls me into his chest. I inhale his spicy, orange scent while he whispers over my strands, “We’ll love you for seven minutes and forever, even if we don’t do this.”

I lift my chin, reminding him, “It’s my idea. I want this.”

“You want three husbands driving you bat-shit crazy for the rest of your life?”

“Yeah.” I squeeze him tighter. “I like how you bring me coffee in bed, and Ford always buys me the right tampons, and Luke texts me dirty jokes all day. As long as y’all keep putting the toilet seat down, we’re a match made in four-way heaven.”

“Even when we’re grumpy old men?”

“I’ll be the sassy old woman who gives less than zero fucks by then, so it’s y’all who’ll be running for the hills. Speaking of….”

I smack his ass, so he jogs down the porch steps to join Luke and Ford.

Once my men settle beside each other with our kids, I take a moment to marvel at how we got here.

Gazing at Ford, a little more salt peppers his dark hair, making him an even sexier boss. But you can’t see what we love about Ford most—he hides the biggest heart of all. He loves so much that it scares him. Then I came along and scared him the most.

Ford couldn’t save his mom, and the guilt he had feeling like he had failed his first wife and daughter; it was killing him. But slowly, he let me in. I was drawn to his power because men like Ford only use it to help people, and together, we built a trust that runs deep.

He even lets me shave his neck while I trust him to put a collar on mine and tie me up in a love that sets me free.

Mateo catches my glance, and I’m so busted. He knows I’m basking in this moment. His bright smile and those dark eyes read me so well. They’re my safety. They’re my home.

Some people you’re drawn to from the moment they grab your breath at first sight. You were meant to be with them. You just have to be brave enough to believe in destiny.

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