Page 31 of Painless
"About what?" My head swam. I could barely get the words out, I was going to explode.
"You're so beautiful when you come."
Reaper's cock flexed hard within me, then the last few crashes of his body on mine sent me hurtling over the edge. He spilled inside me moments later, muttering curses and dirty nothings as his forehead touched my back.
My eyes found Gunner again just as his hand became a fast-moving blur, his moans so hot and unrestrained. The first spurt of come landed on his chest, the next on his stomach. He stroked and squeezed again and again, wringing himself out with hot grunts and breaths, until his pleasure slowly ebbed away. His eyelids fell to half-mast, blue eyes still fixated on me as his abs flexed with effort of his breathing.
"I'd get you a towel," Reaper panted, "if Jandro wasn't in the shower."
"Didn't really think this through," Gunner laughed breathlessly, holding his jizz-covered hand away from his body.
"I'll get you one," I muttered, rolling off the bed.
"If you can still walk, I clearly didn't fuck you hard enough," Reaper snorted.
I wobbled a little, but managed to get my feet underneath me. Using the wall for support, I just made it past the bedroom door when a rapid pounding came from the other side.
"Who is it?" I called.
"Me!" Noelle screamed from the other side. "Your orgy better be done, 'cause I need you!"
"What's wrong?"
"It's Tessa," she answered. "Her water broke and she's going into labor!"
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MARIPOSA
Ithrew clothes on in a frenzy, explained to the guys what was happening in some rushed, nonsensical words, and ran out the door.
“I’ll meet you there, I need to grab supplies from my office,” I told Noelle, my breath whooshing out of me as I gripped the banister. All the sex still had me wobbly.
“Okay! What do I do while we wait?”
“Have Big G start a pot of boiling water. Keep track of the time between her contractions. Tell her to breathe and that I’ll be right there.”
We reached the street and split off into opposite directions. I did a double-take as I noticed Freyja’s fuzzy black form running after her. I had no time to dwell on it, though, and sprinted to the medic’s office.
After getting what I needed and pushing through Tessa's front door, chaos waited for me on the other side.
Tessa was up and walking around, pacing back and forth as she rubbed her belly and sucked in deep breaths. Noelle was further back, in the boys' playroom next to the kitchen. She had a hand on each boy's shoulder as they sat on the floor, listening to her intently. I heard, "Mommy's going to be okay..." but the anxiety in her own voice betrayed her.
A pot of water boiled on the stove, beginning to spill over the sides in sharp hisses.
Big G hovered over his wife, following her pacing and pleading with her to sit still, lay down, anything. When he grabbed her arm and she flinched, I stepped in.
"Okay, that's enough." I used my best medic's voice and set my bag down on the couch. "Big G, I'm gonna need you to take the boys upstairs to play. Maybe even go to someone else's house."
"Fuck that, I ain't leaving!" He turned on me, stopping right in front of my shoes and leaning down into my face. "You might be a medic, but you ain't my family. I'm not missing the birth of my son."
"You are doing nothing but stressing out your wife," I shot back. "For fuck's sake, you've done this twice already. Don't you know walking around is normal?"
His teeth gritted hard with a non-answer. Tessa pitched in for him.
"He wasn't here for the first two," she huffed. "He was off on rides, begging Reaper not to leave him out of all the pussy they were going to drown in."
"Well, I'm fuckin' here now and I'm not leaving! And for real, shouldn't you be lying in bed or something?"
