Page 89 of Four Fiances & I

“No one can suck my cock the way you do,” he winks before lifting up on his knees, tightening his hold on her hair and pulling her mouth down on his cock. She lets out a deep moan, and all three of us curse together, each feeling different parts of her vibrate.

Gripping her hip tight, I start lifting my hips to meet hers, Maximus and I follow her lead as we get into a rhythm to ensure we both give our girl the most pleasure possible. Together, the three of us quickly have her moaning through her fourth orgasm of the night; her legs and arms are starting to shake as she starts to tire from her long day and us pushing her a little hard when she got home.

“Colour?” I hear Sean ask as he withdraws himself from her mouth.

“Green … for now.” She’s tiring fast, and I have no problem stopping, but she smiles at me before looking around at my brothers, who have both stopped and are watching her carefully. “I want each of you to fill me with your cum, making me yours and marking me on the inside as well as out.”

Again, the three of us curse under our breath as Jasmine starts taking the lead again, rocking her hips so she's able to get pleasure from Maximus and me. My eyes are closed when I hear her choke slightly, and I know that Sean will be fucking her throat.

Knowing we don’t have to hold back anymore, it doesn’t take long for Sean and Maximus to find their release. As they move back, giving Jasmine and me a little space, I hold her hips in place and start to lose control. Rolling us so she is underneath me, I get her legs over my shoulders and fuck her hard and fast. I can feel every inch inside of her and listen as she cries out for me not to stop. The first signs of her orgasm are as she spasms around me; I let out a deep roar as I do just as she asked and pump her full of my cum. Her greedy pussy milks me of every last drop, and I don’t release her legs until we are both completely spent.

Rolling onto my side, I hold her against my chest as we both gasp for breath and cling to each other like we are never going to let go.

“Open your legs, Princess.”

Opening my eyes, I look down at her body to see Sean cleaning her up with a warm cloth, like we always do after we make a mess of her. He dries her off with a towel, and I keep her in my arms as I stand so Maximus can fold down the covers. Laying Jasmine on the sheet, she slides across to the middle of the bed as I pull on my boxers. Maximus walks around to the other side of the bed and holds out a water bottle. He watches over her to ensure she drinks enough before placing it on the nightstand beside the bed.

As I climb into bed beside her, I watch the twins as they do their usual ‘rock, paper, scissors’ to determine who will be beside Jasmine. They used to try that shit with me, but I beat them every single time, as neither of them have picked up on their tells yet.

“Ha!” Sean laughs as he climbs into bed next to Jasmine, and Maximus gets in beside him.

“Do you think they will ever grow up?” Jasmine asks, looking up at me as she rests her head against my chest. I place one arm behind my head and one around her.

“We’ve given up hope. If it hasn’t happened yet, I don’t think it ever will.” Jaz lets out a sigh as her eyes drift closed, her body giving in to the exhaustion.

“I’m going to have one baby but three kids eventually, aren’t I?”

I laugh, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“More than likely.”

“Hey, don’t forget if the dad is a twin, there’s a higher chance of the babies being twins,” Sean points out. Jasmine's eyes open as she looks up at me, asking for help with her eyes. I laugh, placing another kiss on her head, and hit Sean playfully.

“When we decide to start trying, can you make them wear condoms? I don’t want twins.”

“Angel, Christian and I could also have the twin gene as our brothers are twins, and so were our mum’s brothers.”

“I’ve changed my mind; I don’t want kids,” she mumbles as she starts drifting off again.

“I’ll let you tell Christian, then,” I tease as the twins chuckle.

“No, thank you. You can do it.”

I’m sure that’s what she thinks she said, but it's come out a little mumbled, thanks to the fact she is almost asleep.

“Sweet dreams, Princess,” Sean whispers. He presses a kiss to the top of her head, and he lies down, holding her from behind. Maximus turns the lights off, and in minutes, I can hear the three of them breathing in sync as they sleep soundly.

Closing my eyes, I let myself picture Jasmine with a swollen belly, our baby, or babies, growing inside her. I can’t wait for the day we get to watch her grow and become the amazing mum we know she will be. Because we might not have had the greatest parents growing up, but the five of us know that we will never turn out like them. There is nothing in this world we wouldn’t do for our wife and future kids. God help anyone who tries to hurt them because it will be the last thing they ever do.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

CHRISTIAN

This is pure torture, watching my girl fall apart as my brothers pleasure her over and over again. I want to be there with them. I want to be between my girl's legs as she comes on my cock, fingers or tongue; I want to feel what they’re feeling.

Sipping my drink, I hear a knock on the office door. Shutting down the video feed on my laptop, I call out for them to come in as I place a hand over the phone, hoping it’s enough to distort what I expect to hear.

One of the security guards, Mykela, walks in; she looks unrecognisable, which is what I needed. She’s in a pencil skirt and white blouse, with her hair twisted into a smart updo. Looking every part the secretary she has been playing.

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