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Turning her in my arms, I bring my lips to hers. I kiss her for a few minutes and then a bang on the door interrupts us.

“I want to know the genders of my grandbabies! Get your asses out here!”

We burst out laughing and head for the door. When we open it, Crystal is standing there with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot. She walks away and we follow her. After dinner is served, everyone dances for a little bit. I thought Cara was going to shake my babies out of her when “Pass The Courvoisier” by Busta Rhymes came on. She and her siblings were jumping and dancing like it was nobody’s business. I let them have their moment, but I was scared shitless the entire time.

The time finally came to find out the genders. Torch is the only one who knows the babies' genders. He was the only one Cara trusted not to blab or let it slip. Cara and I are standing on the dance floor and Blade, Torch, and Sara are standing in front of us with confetti cannons. The countdown begins and the cannons explode—two blue and one pink. I grab my woman and hold her to me.

“Two boys and a girl! Congrats, son.” My dad slaps me on the back and hugs Cara. I already know he’s going to spoil them. He’s been begging for grandchildren for years.

Once all the congratulations were over, Cara and I got into the limo. Tonight, we’ll stay at a hotel and tomorrow, we’re flying out for our honeymoon. Neither of us knows where we’re going. It was Paul’s wedding gift to us. Once we’re in our hotel room, there is only one thing on my mind.

“Strip.”

ChapterTwenty-Nine

CARA

“Strip.”

I instantly shiver from the sound of his growly voice. He means business tonight. “I might need some help with that.” I’m six months pregnant with triplets. Getting dressed and undressed is a bit difficult. Jace doesn’t say a word. He just walks over and rips, yes rips, my dress from my body.

“Jace.” I gasp at his intensity. Ever since he found out I was pregnant, he’s been delicate with me. Not tonight though. I can see the heat in his eyes.

“I’m on edge, baby. I’ve had to sit back and behave all day when all I wanted to do was be inside this pussy. Now get on the bed.” He’s walking toward me, growling like I’m his prey. In a way, I am.

I get in the bed and watch as he sheds his clothes. My pussy clenches at the sight of him. The man’s body is built like a Greek god. His muscles have muscles. Swoon. Once Jace is naked, he kisses me until my panties are drenched. I’m whimpering so much I sound like an abandoned puppy.

“Does my wife need something?”

“Yes! Jace, I’m six months pregnant and extremely horny. Please don’t tease me.”

“I guess I better take care of my woman since it’s my fault.”

“Yes. Yes, it is your fault. So sto—oh, God!!” I stop talking when Jace rips my panties and dives in to eat my pussy. No warning. Nothing. My man was on edge because he has never eaten my pussy like this. The sensations have me seeing stars. No matter how many times he does this, it will never get old. Jace thrusts a finger then two, then three, into my soaking center. He is on a mission tonight.

“Jace, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”

He just growls against my pussy. “You taste like honey. So sweet. I’ll never get tired of tasting you. Come for me, Hellcat.”

The man has a weird control over my body. As soon as he sucks my clit into his mouth, I’m soaring and seeing stars. He doesn’t slow down. He keeps going. I’m so caught up in the sensations, a second orgasm hits me before I know what’s happening. By the time I come down, my legs are a shaking mess. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t stand right now to save my life.

Jace turns me on my side and settles behind me. Missionary is a no-go with this belly. Jace hikes my leg over his, opening me up to him. He rubs his cock through my folds and against my sensitive clit.

“You’re so wet and ready for me, baby. You want your man to fill this pussy up?”

“Yes! I need you so bad, Jace.”

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he thrusts inside of me in one stroke. I’m so full with him inside me. No matter how many times he’s inside of me, it’s always a tight fit. Jace slowly starts to fuck me. It’s driving me crazy because I want more. He knows it because I can hear him chuckle and click his tongue.

“Such a needy little thing. Am I not giving you enough, baby?” he asks, nipping at my neck. I just growl in response and the asshole chuckles again. I start rubbing my clit, trying to take matters into my own hands and he spanks me.

“Mine!” he growls against my ear. “This pussy belongs to me. Understand?” he says as he rubs my clit.

“Yes!” I moan. I reach behind Jace’s head and thrust my fingers into his hair. Jace kisses and sucks on my neck. I’ll never get tired of this. We’ll be old and gray with grandchildren and still being getting down.

He decides to put me out of my misery and starts thrusting harder and deeper. I’m pretty sure everyone on this hotel floor can hear me but ask me if I care. This man makes me crazy with lust. I can hear his growls and moans. I love that I do this to him. I feel my orgasm building and Jace fucks me harder. He’s so deep right now, hitting my G-spot repeatedly. A few strokes later and I’m thrown into another orgasm, taking Jace with me. He growls his release and goes limp.

“One day, you will be the death of me, but I will die a happy man.”

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