Page 263 of Better When Shared
The realization hit me like a physical blow. In the heat of passion, I hadn’t even thought about protection. What kind of firefighter was I, ignoring basic safety? “Fuck, Sky, I’m so sorry. I should have—”
“We both should have,” Kiaan interrupted, reaching for her hand. “We got carried away. It was irresponsible.”
Skylar squeezed his hand, then reached for mine. “We were so lost in the moment, none of us were thinking straight. Anyway, my grandmother drove me to get a morning-after pill, so... crisis averted.”
The relief was immediate, but tempered by the thought of her dealing with this alone. “Your grandmother drove you to get a morning-after pill?”
A small smile tugged at her lips. “Turns out Nainai is very progressive when it comes to sexual health. And oddly enthusiastic about the idea of me having two partners. Something about doubling the chances for great-grandchildren.”
Kiaan snorted. “First she tricks us into coming to the island, now she’s rooting for our throuple. My grandmother just tells me I’m too skinny and forces me to eat.”
A heavy silence settled over us, loaded with unspoken possibilities. Skylar’s fingers twitched in mine, and when I looked up, her cheeks had flushed a deeper pink.
“The thing is,” she started, then stopped, took a deep breath. “What if I like the idea of your cum inside me? What if I like thinking about you both making a baby with me?”
The words sent a jolt straight to my cock, instant and undeniable. Kiaan made a strangled sound beside her, clearly affected the same way.
“Fuck, Sky,” I breathed, struggling to form coherent thoughts as blood rushed south. “That’s... that’s hot.”
“But also terrifying,” Kiaan added, his voice rougher than usual. “And complicated.”
Skylar nodded. “It’s not practical, but it’s tempting all the same. Being joined to you guys like that, as a family…”
I squeezed her hand. “Once we’ve sorted out how this works long-term, I’d be happy to fuck you until you’re swelling with our baby. But right now, we can’t—” I swallowed hard, unable to finish the thought.
“Someday,” she said, nodding, her eyes dark with desire and something softer, more vulnerable. “But for now...”
Her hand moved to my thigh, inching higher, her intention clear. With her other hand, she tugged Kiaan closer, until the three of us were pressed together, heat building between our bodies.
“For now, we use protection,” she said firmly. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t play with the fantasy.”
“I can work with that,” I said.
“I want you both to fuck me,” she said, her voice dropping to that commanding register that made me instantly obedient. “I picked up condoms. But I want you to tell me what it would be like if you weren’t wearing them. Talk dirty to me about how you’d breed me.”
Kiaan’s breath hitched, and I watched his pupils dilate with desire. “Yes, Duchess,” he murmured.
I slid to my knees in front of her, spreading her thighs with gentle pressure. “I’d fill you so deep. I’d pump you full until my cum was dripping down your thighs. And so would Kiaan.”
She moaned, head falling back as Kiaan began kissing her neck, his hands working her shirt up and over her head. I pulled her jeans down her legs, breathing in the scent of her arousal through the thin fabric of her panties.
“We’d take turns,” Kiaan added, his fingers finding her nipples through her bra. “We’d keep you full all day, all night. Never give your body a chance to lose a single drop.”
“Yes,” she gasped, arching into his touch. “That’s what I want. My good boys. Breeding me. Making me come again and again.”
I tugged her panties aside, pressing my mouth to her pussy, tasting her slick heat on my tongue. The flavor of her—salt and sweetness—made me groan against her flesh. Her thighs trembled around my head, one hand tangling in my hair to guide me exactly where she wanted.
“Condoms,” she managed between gasps, as Kiaan worked her bra off. “Hurry.”
I fumbled with the bag she’d set on the table, finding a strip of condoms and tearing one off. Standing to strip off my jeans, I watched as Kiaan moved to take my place between her thighs, his tongue replacing mine as she writhed beneath him. The sight of them together—her pale skin against his golden brown, her fingers in his dark hair—was breathtaking, a vision of everything I’d never known I wanted until now.
Rolling the condom on, I knelt on the couch beside them, stroking Skylar’s hair as she came apart under Kiaan’s skilledmouth. “That’s it, Sky,” I encouraged, loving the way her face flushed with pleasure. “Let go for us. Think about being bred by your two men.”
She cried out, body shuddering through her release, sound echoing off the windows as she came apart, her body tightening around Kiaan’s tongue. I watched her fall apart, every muscle shivering and flushed, the kind of orgasm that left her limp and grinning, hair stuck to her cheeks.
Fuck, she was gorgeous like this. She barely had time to catch her breath before I pulled her up and into my lap, her panties dangling from her ankle.
“You want to feel what it would be like if I bred you?” I growled, voice wrecked with need. “Want my cock pounding into you until you’re dripping?”
