Before I can stop her, she cups her tits over her t-shirt, and fuck, they look full again. Swollen.
Shit, I guess it’s been a few hours since I’ve had my mouth on them.
“It’s the milk,” she admits, and everyone falls silent.
If Abbey notices, she doesn’t make it obvious as she continues palming her tits like they ache.
“My milk came in, and they hurt so bad. I have to express them so they don’t get engorged.”
Fucking hell. My heart just about stops as two dark wet patches bloom on her pink tee, spreading with every breath she takes.
“Angel,” I rasp, moving to her, but she waves me off and tilts her chin up like she doesn’t have a care in the world right now.
“Ringo loves the taste.”
Groans rise up from my club brothers, and JD snickers, wagging his brows as his eyes meet mine.
“Oh, shit.” Rhys jumps up, practically bouncing over, her gaze locked onto the wet patches on Abbey’s t-shirt. “Can I taste?”
“No!” I bark, and Tyler curses.
“Kitten, back away. She’s not yours to play with.”
“But I’ve never tasted breast milk.” Rhys pouts before glancing at me. “Is it sweet?”
I don’t fucking answer her, my eyes fixed on Abbey as she finally notices she’s leaking and everyone can see.
“Let’s head inside,” I murmur, reaching for my wife, but the wicked grin she flashes me has my club brothers groaning all over again.
“Is my husband thirsty?” she asks, her voice pure fucking sin.
“Who cares about him? I’m thirsty.” Rhys waves me off like I’m no one to bother with, and Abbey laughs.
Tyler stands abruptly, closing the distance between him and Rhys before fisting her hair and jerking her head back.
“If you’re thirsty, you can drink from my cock.”
Abbey’s mouth drops open, her eyes wide with a mix of disbelief and delight while my club brothers groan again, clearly missing access to the Doxies.
“Mr Foster!” Abbey squeaks. “That’s so… naughty!”
Lexi and Ayden burst out laughing, but fall quiet the moment Rhys drops to her knees.
“Fill my mouth up, Daddy.”
Abbey stumbles back, her expression curious but shocked, which gives me the perfect opportunity to snatch her up.
“On that note,” I growl, smiling at my club brothers’ cheers as I toss my wife over my shoulder.
When she squirms, I slap her arse and quickly duck inside before a fucking orgy starts up on the deck.
I’m not sure if that’s what Rhys and Tyler are into, but Idoknow my club brothers won’t complain.
As for Lexi and Ayden, when I glance back out the windows before heading up the stairs, I catch them rushing off towards the water.
I guess orgies aren’t their thing.
“Your arse looks good from this angle,” Abbey snickers, dangling upside down over my back.