Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
I can’t even respond because she’s bouncing on me now, filling my shaft with unimaginable pleasure and hypnotizing me with her jiggling rack. And then Klay is behind Wendy, devouring her neck in a kiss, pressing her down more securely on top of me. Her tits are buried in my chest, our mouth mating frantically, her body jolting when Klay uncaps a bottle, pours a good helping of liquid onto Wendy’s back entrance and fills her ass.
She breaks our kiss with a whimper.
She’s trapped between her men.
Impaled by us both.
At our mercy, where we like her.
Klay meets my eyes over her shoulder and we trade a nod, simultaneously thrusting into her like savages, beating up her tight, wet pussy and asshole, grunting our pleasure, leaving bite marks on her skin, the bed loudly scraping back and forth on the floor.
Best birthday ever.
I don’t realize I’ve said the words out loud until Klay says, “You haven’t even gotten your present yet.”
I’m pretty sure I have, because I’m in bed with the two most incredible people in the world, so I scoff. “Yes, I have.”
“No,” Wendy says, licking into my mouth for a kiss, then pulling away just enough to lock me in her sights. “I stopped taking my birth control, Ruger.” She works her hips faster, faster, Klay bucking into her from above, his face contorted with desperation. “You’re going to breed me. You’re going to be the father of our child.”
My heart shoots up into my throat, my head reeling from her declaration. “What? Me? No, it should be Klay—”
“No,” she whispers against my lips.
“No,” Klay echoes from above, shaking his head.
The writhes of her hips slow down slightly, turning into more of a wet grind. “We want him or her to have your heart,” Wendy says quietly, such warmth in her tone that I can’t force a swallow. “You’ll fill me up, Ruger. You’ll make us a family.”
Purpose like I’ve never known expands my chest and my body makes the decision before my mind reaches one, my hips driving up off the bed, slapping my big cock into Wendy, Klay and Wendy shining their love down on me as I hit a mind-blowing completion. Klay shoves Wendy’s hips down and holds her still while I moan brokenly, pressure exiting my body in a mad rush. Halfway through my orgasm, Klay gets so turned on that he starts pounding again, his fingers sneaking around to rub Wendy’s clit—and they both follow me over the edge.
“I love you,” I manage around the emotion in my throat. “I love you both so much.”
Klay and Wendy settle on either side of me, arms and legs wrapping around bodies to keep one another as close as possible. Forever. Forming one unit that will never be broken. “We love you, too,” they murmur at the same time, all three of us drifting off to the lulling rhythm of the ocean, our future brighter than the Mexican sun.
THE END