Page 228 of Double Daddies
I can’t help but laugh nervously. “Thanks for the concern, but I’m fine. Really.” I shift my weight, feeling the test pressing against my back pocket, a constant reminder of the life-altering news I’m holding onto.
“Okay,” Elijah says, but I can tell he’s not entirely convinced. “If you need to talk, we’re here for you.”
The weight of their concern makes my heart swell, but it also intensifies my anxiety. I want to tell them, to share this incredible news,but what if they’re not ready? What if they don’t want this?
“Actually…” I start, hesitating as I try to find the right words. “There’s something I need to share with you both.”
Elijah and Ezra exchange glances, their expressions shifting to one of anticipation. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for what’s to come. “I took a test,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “And… It's positive.”
The room falls silent, and I can feel the air thickening around us. I watch as their faces register the news, a mix of shock and disbelief.
“Positive?” Ezra repeats, his eyes wide. “As in…?”
“Yes,” I confirm, my heart racing as I brace myself for their reaction. “I’m pregnant.”
Elijah’s expression shifts from surprise to a soft, dawning realization. “Wow,” he breathes, his voice filled with awe. “Wren, are you serious?”
I nod, tears welling in my eyes as the reality of the moment washes over me. “I didn’t know how to tell you. I was scared.”
Ezra jumps up from the bed, a wide smile breaking across his face. “This is amazing!” he exclaims, his excitement infectious. “I can’t believe it!”
Elijah stands too, his gaze locked onto mine, and I can see a flicker of joy mixed with concern in his eyes. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice steady but filled with care. “This is a big deal.”
“I’m… I’m scared, but also excited,” I admit, my voice trembling. “I didn’t know how you both would feel about it.”
“It’s fucking amazing news, baby!” Ezra exclaims, wrapping me in his arms and swinging me around the room.
“Whoa, easy there. I don’t want to puke on you.” I laugh, the exhilaration of the moment bubbling up inside me. The sheer joy radiating from Ezra is contagious, and I can’t help but smile as he sets me down gently, still holding onto my shoulders as if to steady me, or maybe even himself.
Elijah scoops me up from behind and plops me down on the bed. “This calls for a celebration.” His emerald eyes twinkle with mischief. He throws his shirt on the floor and climbs up my body, kissing every inch as he goes. I arch my back, feeling the heat of his touch, and I can’t suppress a giggle as he trails kisses along my collarbone.
“That’s a perfect idea, brother,” Ezra agrees, his voice smooth and teasing as he begins to strip off his own shirt. The sight of him, confident and carefree, adds to the thrill of the moment. “I think our little bird needs some extra-special attention.”
I bite my lip, a rush of warmth flooding my cheeks as I watch them. The atmosphere shifts, filled with a playful energy that makes my heart race. “You two are ridiculous,” I say, laughter spilling from my lips, but I can feel the excitement building within me.
Elijah pauses, looking up at me with a smirk. “Ridiculous? Or just enthusiastic about our little celebration?”
“Definitely enthusiastic,” I reply, my voice teasing. “But I’m not complaining.”
Ezra climbs onto the bed, joining Elijah, and they both hover over me, their expressions a mix of affection and playfulmischief. “We want to make sure you feel celebrated,” Elijah says, his voice low and inviting. “After all, you’re the one bringing our little one into the world.”
He tugs my shirt over my head while Ezra unbuttons my jeans and begins pulling them down. In seconds, I’m completely naked, a wave of heat flooding my cheeks as I feel their gazes on me. A mix of excitement and anticipation swells within me, and I can’t help but ache for them, the connection between us igniting a fire deep inside.
Elijah leans in closer, his breath warm against my skin as he trails soft kisses along my collarbone, his hands exploring the curves of my body. “You’re so fucking perfect, little bird,” he murmurs, his voice low and filled with desire.
At the same time, Ezra’s fingers trace a path down my thighs, teasing and tantalizing as they inch closer to my core. I gasp, arching into his touch, the ache within me building into a desperate need. “You’re ours,uccellina,” he whispers, his eyes filled with a fierce possessiveness. “And we’re going to worship every inch of you. Everyday.”
“Fuck, Wren. I'll love seeing your belly swell with our child. Seeing your breasts grow, knowing it's because of us.” Elijah licks over my nipple before sucking it into his hot mouth. “Fuck,” he groans. “You taste so good.”
I arch my back as he pulls his mouth away. Ezra continues his exploration as his hand finds my pussy. “So fucking wet, Wren. This is all for us, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I admit. “It’s always for you.”
“Fuck yes it is,” Eli murmurs against my skin.
I feel two fingers thrust into me, filling me and stretching me. A cry of pleasure escapes my lips, and I can feel my climax building, the tension within me growing with each passing second.
Ezra’s fingers curl inside me, hitting a spot that sends shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body. His thumb brushes against my clit, and I feel like I might explode. “That’s it, little bird. Let go, and fly for us,” Ezra whispers in my ear, his voice filled with a commanding intensity that only adds to the sensations coursing through me.
