Page 26 of Embracing the Consequences

“Open up,” Kevin instructed.

Kara complied immediately, and Kevin slid his dick in her mouth. Her lips closed around his head, her hand coming up and wrapping around the base of his cock, pumping him slowly. He moaned and closed his eyes. “Fucking love your mouth, baby,” he muttered, mostly to himself.

Johnny twisted his hips, and both Kara and Derrick groaned. “That’s right.” Johnny smirked. “Who’s going to be good and come for me?” he asked.

“Fuck you, dude,” Devil grumbled.

“Fucking you both right now.” He laughed.

Kara’s breathing picked up as she started panting. She pulled off Kevin’s cock. “Don’t stop.” She whimpered before Kevin grabbed her jaw and guided her back to his dick.

“Never Princess,” Johnny vowed.

Derrick thrust up into her. They found a pace, and soon Kara was a moaning, whining mess between them. She whimperedand writhed on top of Derrick. “Oh fuck,” Kevin groaned, his hips stuttering and slowing.

Kara moaned loudly and shook as her walls clamped down on Johnny’s and Devil’s cocks. Her pussy gushed as she came hard enough to squirt.

“Fuck!” Derrick groaned as he found his own release.

Johnny picked up the pace and fucked into her harder. He only needed a few more pumps before he followed everyone over the edge into fucking bliss.

Fucking hell, there was nothing better in the world than fucking his girl.

“Baby girl, how arewe supposed to know what to buy if you don’t know what you’re having?” Derrick asked from across the clothing section of the baby department store.

Kara smiled. “We’re here for furniture. We’re just getting distracted,” she answered as she sorted through a rack of green and yellow infant sleepers.

“It’s all so fucking small.” Kevin sighed and held up a blue and gray onesie pack.

Kara grinned at him. She never would have imagined her three rough and tumble men would be down for a shopping trip, but when Johnny had suggested it that morning, she’d jumped at the chance. It had only been a week, but her boys had already moved things out of the bedroom next to theirs and were talking about knocking down the wall that weekend.

“Is this a good idea?” Derrick asked, frowning. He was holding up another set of baby clothes and looked upset.

“What’s wrong?” Kara asked when she took in his disheartened expression.

Derrick shook himself out of it and put down the clothes he was holding. He looked up, and his green eyes met hers. She could visibly see him trying to force back emotions and put on a bright smile for her.

She saw through his bullshit, though. “Derrick.” She sighed and put down the baby clothes she had been holding. “Talk to me,” she murmured and moved through the racks closer to him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Johnny and Kevin drift away to give them privacy. She slid her hands around his waist and leaned in to him.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him.

She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. She breathed in his scent and warmth and waited for him to speak his mind. She didn’t push him; she knew him well enough to know that he would say what he was thinking.

“I was just talking to my sister, and she mentioned that generally most women don’t tell anyone until after the twelfth week ’cause if something happened…and shopping before then could be considered bad luck.”

Kara stiffened and then forced herself to relax. “Yes, many women wait until after the first trimester is over. It is generally considered that there’s less chance of a miscarriage after twelve weeks. But that’s not something I can control. I’m young and healthy. My doctor said there’s no reason to worry. It’s out of our hands anyway, if something were to happen. So why not enjoy all nine months of it instead of worrying for the first trimester?”

Derrick sighed, but some of the tension in his body dissipated.

“I’m past most of the sickness too. I’m eight weeks pregnant as of tomorrow. My appointment is tomorrow. You can come and ask the doctor all the questions you want, OK?” she reasoned, trying to put his mind and concerns at ease.

“I’m scared,” he admitted softly, squeezing her tighter.

She pulled away just enough to look up at him. His emerald eyes were staring down at her; she could see the emotion swimming in their depths. “I am too,” she admitted. “This wasn’t on the radar anytime soon for me.”

“I never thought I wanted kids…” He rubbed a hand over his beard. “But the moment you were sick and Johnny told us what was going on…I’d never been so happy,” he murmured. Tears lined his eyes, and he squeezed her tighter. “The thought of losing the baby never crossed my mind.”

Kara squeezed Derrick back just as hard as he was squeezing her. “I feel the same way. It’s scary and anything can happen, but the risks aren’t high. Anything can happen to anyone every single day. We can’t live in fear of the unknown.” She gave him a bright smile, pushed up onto her tippy-toes, and pressed a kiss to his lips.

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