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JJ’s grip tightens around my throat.
I can’t breathe, and it’s making every part of me buzz with adrenaline as he fucks into me with abandon. Eli pinches my nipple at the same time as he rolls my clit between his teeth.
“Fuck,” JJ cries out, his hot seed filling me. Burning me from the inside out.
Spurt after spurt while Eli flicks his tongue over my sensitive nub. Again and again and again.
And I fall.
I shatter.
I break.
“Good girl.” Jayden eases his grip on my throat with a kiss to the top of my head. “I can feel your cunt sucking up every last drop.”
Punctuating Jayden’s words, Eli peppers kisses across my belly. Soft, tender kisses that have my insides clenching and sucking my men’s cum as far inside me as my body can take it.
And I never want it to stop.
I never want to be empty again.
CHAPTER 41
JAYDEN
The super late night has left us half-asleep this morning. Thankfully, our family rule bans getting up before nine on Christmas Day. The Sire is a terrible morning person, and when Momma battled the big C, she needed every minute of rest. Besides, waiting amps up the excitement.
“Merry Christmas, Hotshot,” Finley says around her toothbrush at the same time Eli calls from the shower, “Happy Christmas, Sugar Cookie.”
I’m torn on who to watch when he cleans the condensation off the glass and gives me a jolly grin. I’m desperate to soak up every second of today.
Our first Christmas.
Together.
Giddiness ricochets through me.
Then, Eli steps out of the shower, water dripping down his ivory skin, and my heart loses all sense of rhythm when he pulls his towel from the rail and wraps it low on his hips. The plush cloth does nothing to hide the bulge of his thick dick as he crosses to me.
Every line of his body is cut to shit. Strong muscles over solid bones with thick veins vined around them.
Yeah, he’s gorgeous. And every cell in me knows how lucky I am that he’s mine.
Thatthey’remine.
Because Finley is equally as breathtaking in her cute, candy cane-striped, skin-tight, tank and shorts pajamas. The red lace trim skims the toned curve of her ass…
“Keep looking at our girl like that and we’re not leaving this room today,” Eli says with a playful bite, kissing my shoulder.
Before I can answer, he saunters to Fin. Eli takes the blister pack from her fumbling fingers, kisses her forehead, and pops her birth control pill onto her tongue.
Last night was crazy hot. The thought of putting a baby in Fin was primal. I’ve never been so turned on.
One day, we’re doing it for real. One day, we’re going to fuck a baby into our girl, and it’ll be one of the best days of our lives. But we’re not there yet. There’s still so much to unpack. So many firsts to explore together.
“Are you gonna stand there ogling us all day?” Fin’s eyes meet mine in the mirror while Eli brushes his teeth.
Where his wet body is pressed to hers, the thin cotton of her pajamas goes translucent.
