Zane pulled away and stroked Claire’s cheek. “So fucking beautiful. And fucking talented with that mouth.”
I fought the urge to come and pulled out against my base desire. “I need to come in your mouth, sweetheart. I want to see those big eyes go even bigger as you swallow me down.”
In what felt like a choreographed dance, we all shifted places. Will laid flat on the bed with Claire on top of him while Zane took his position behind her. I squeezed the base of my cock as I watched. Claire sank onto Will’s dick and paused there while Zane fucked her ass with the plug before pulling it out and tossing it aside. As he slowly pushed his dick into her ass, Claire called out our names and dug her nails into Will’s chest as her back arched.
They moved slowly at first, getting her used to taking them both at the same time. Will pulled Claire down for a deep kiss while Zane cupped her tits from behind and pinched her nipples until she was uselessly shifting her hips to get more. She wasn’t moving until they wanted her to, though.
I waited until the three of them were moving faster, all three of them hurtling towards their releases, to pull Claire’s to the side. She met my gaze and opened her mouth for my cock to sink deep. She cried out around my girth and sucked hard as Zane and Will both fucked her harder and faster.
Skin slapping against skin, the sound of panting and growling filled the room until everything boiled over. Zane came with ashout, pumping so much come into Claire’s ass that it leaked out as he continued to fuck her deep. Will came next, his mouth locked around one of Claire’s nipples as he did. Claire’s scream vibrated my dick and triggered my own orgasm. I watched her come apart while still managing to swallow every drop of come I spilled.
I came so hard my vision darkened around the edges and I had to fall back on the bed and just lay there while I caught my breath. Zane collapsed on Will’s other side and then Claire slumped flat on Will’s chest. We all sounded like we’d just run a marathon and it took several minutes before any of us could speak.
When I could think normally again, I let out a laugh and threw my arm over my eyes. “You’d think sex with so many people would take a little longer…”
Claire groaned. “Any longer and I’d be dead.”
“We get to do this forever.” Will’s arm flopped across my face as he stretched out. He didn’t move it right away and then grunted when I shoved it back to his side. “Who’s going to buy the custom bed? I need space to stretch out, especially since this is going to be a nightly thing.”
“Do you think we’ll still be able to do this when we’re seventy?” Claire yawned and stretched out, arms going across all three of us. No one complained about her arms.
“We’re this wiped at our age now? No chance we’re making it to seventy with these aerobics. Thankfully I like your personality, too.” Zane made a noise like he was thinking it through. “I’m not opposed to Viagra, though.”
Claire’s giggle was sweet. “Y’all are going to be such grumpy old men.”
I grunted. “Already there, baby.”
She crawled off of Will and over me. “You’re not old.”
“But Iamgrumpy?”
She grinned. “You’re not old.”
I let out a happy laugh and wrapped my arms around her. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She reached over and patted Will and then Zane. “I love y’all, too. Always.”
63
Epilogue
Two Years Later
I rested between Will’s legs with my back against his chest. My swollen stomach stuck out in front of me, glowing in the bright sun from all the sunscreen Anthony had rubbed into it. “Who thought it would be a good idea to take two massively pregnant women out on a boat?”
Sophia sat across from us, her own stomach just as swollen as mine. We were both eight months pregnant and stuck that way in the middle of the summer. One of the two of us had decided being on the water was a great plan, forgetting completely about how the boat trip out might make us feel. Bad. It’d made us feel bad.
Uncle Sal pranced down the middle of the boat, his new boyfriend following him to keep the sweeping duster he wore from catching on something and taking the old man out. “The worst of it’s over now, honey.”
“There’s still the trip back.” I pouted and looked over my shoulder at Will. “Think I could convince Anthony to get his helicopter pilot to pick me up from here?”
Anthony swept by me with a gentle kiss to my forehead. “The helicopter makes you feel sick, too, sweetheart.”
Sophia stood up and waddled over to me. “Fuck it. Let’s get in the water and let whatever happens happen. If a shark eats my big ass, I’m not going to complain.”
Jake winced and moved behind Sophia not completely unlike Uncle Sal’s boyfriend had to Uncle Sal. “Please don’t hope to be eaten by a shark, babe.”
“I’m not hoping, Jake. I’m just saying, if it happens, I’m not going to fight it. Your kid is stomping on my spleen or something in there and it’s miserable.” She held out her hand to me. “Come on. We’re in this together.”