Built for Them Read online S.E. Law (The Boyfriend Diaries #8)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Boyfriend Diaries Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22628 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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“Mmm!” I shriek, my own climax reaching a peak. I soar into the Heavens as my eyes roll back, showing the whites. Time seems to come to a standstill as I poise at the edge, before doing a swan dive into a sparkling sea of pleasure. “Unnnh, yes!”

The two men continue jerking and spasming again and again while painting me with hot jets of man goop. They blast so much seed that it drips out from my canal, coating their balls before soiling the coverlet.

“Unhh!” grunts Raider. “Shit!”

“Oh yeah,” growls Ryan. “I had no idea it could be so good.”

I literally can’t speak. Black descends before my eyes, and then it goes pure white and sparkles shoot from my core all the way to my fingers and toes. I feel like I’m floating before being struck again by a bolt of pleasure, mewling and panting with need.

Finally though, we calm a bit and I pull off of them. As soon as they’re out of my hole, a gush of white spunk rolls out and spills onto the coverlet. I’m aching a bit, and wince, but Raider and Ryan jump up immediately. They disappear into the en suite before reappearing once more with damp washcloths in their hands. Raider presses his to my kitty, while Ryan tenderly ministers to my aching dark pucker.

“Mmmm,” I moan. “I had no idea you guys were so affectionate.”

Their blue eyes gleam and possession leaps into their eyes.

“You’re our baby mama,” Raider growls. “You haven’t even seen possessive yet.”

“Your body belongs to us,” agrees Ryan. “And now that you’re pregnant, you’re our most precious sweetheart, Amy. We’ll never let you go.”

With that, I gather both men to me for a deep, passionate kiss even as they continue to minister to my curves. After all, I was built for them … and with a baby on the way, I can’t wait for more.

Epilogue

Raider

Two years later.

It wasn’t the easiest transition, but two years after getting Amy pregnant, I can say that the three of us have settled into a happy existence. After all, when Amy began to show, the questions at her day care started.

“Who’s the father?”

“Will you be getting married?”

“Goodness, did you use a donor? Isn’t that expensive?”

Some curiosity is understandable, and at first, Amy tried to be very vague because she didn’t want to let on that she was seeing two men. She’d say something or other about how the pregnancy was planned, and how she was really excited to be a mother. But the inquisition just wouldn’t stop, and after discussing it with us, Amy decided to come out and state the truth.

“I’m with two men,” she announced firmly to the shocked look of the other pre-school teachers. “Their names are Raider and Ryan, and they’re both the daddies.”

But the questions didn’t stop even when she made this admission because in fact, Amy was carrying twins. If anything, the Inquisition only became more intense.

“Holy mother of god,” gasped a middle-aged teacher who’s never been married. “Is Raider the father of one baby, and Ryan the father of the other? How did you even manage that?”

“Do you live with both of them?” squealed Hala, a new teacher who’d recently immigrated from Afghanistan. “In my country, only men have multiple wives, but with you, it’s the reverse.”

“Are you even married?” demanded Nicole, the principal of the school. “Marriage is the ultimate validation, as you know. We encourage all of our teachers to get married before giving birth so that the child isn’t born out of wedlock.”

I don’t know what rock Nicole crawled out from under because in this day and age, plenty of kids are born to unmarried parents. Plus, it was none of her business. What Amy, Ryan and I do is private, and we like to keep it that way. But to my girlfriend’s dismay, one day there was an envelope on her desk, and sure enough, she was being dismissed for “truculent behavior.”

“What does that even mean?” she asked, later that night with tears in her eyes. “How was I truculent?”

“You weren’t,” growled Ryan. “This is all a ploy so that they have some reason to fire you. They don’t love the fact that they have a teacher pregnant with twins, who’s currently in a polyamorous relationship. It’s “shocking” and “amoral” and “disgusting” to them, and that’s the real reason why you’re being fired.”

“But what should I do?” asked Amy, tears pouring down that beautiful face. “I love working with kids, and my degree is in Early Childhood Education. How am I going to explain this to other employers? Word travels fast in New York, and everyone’s going to know why I was let go.”

But that’s when I stepped in. I took her small hand in my own and gazed deeply into those cornflower blue eyes.


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