Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“What is it?” asks Annabel in a panic, seizing our hands. “What’s wrong? What did I do?”
But then I cup her face, bringing that beautiful mien close to mine.
“We’ve never been so happy before,” I manage to choke out. “You do this to us, sweetheart.”
“A baby,” my brother adds, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. “Who would have thought it was possible?”
And with that, we kiss Annabel passionately, putting our hearts into our actions. It’s hot, uninhibited, and no-holds-barred, the way it always is with our woman. But this time, there’s something else too. There’s the knowledge that this woman is for us, just as we are for her. Annabel completes us, and now that we have her in our possession, we’ll never let her go again.
19
Annie
I can’t believe it. I never expected them to be this happy about becoming fathers. I thought they’d be serious and maybe even a little upset at the unexpected news. But instead, they’re crying. Actually crying, with tears streaming down their faces.
“Bruce, Burke, are you okay?” I say in a panic. Maybe they don’t want this child. Maybe this is how they really feel, and I’m going to be left on my own again.
But the men press kisses to my lips, and reassure me that they’re crying tears of joy. Who would have thought?
“It’s the best gift you could give us,” says Burke in an emotion-laden voice.
“Absolutely magnificent,” adds Bruce.
I’m just about to pour out my emotions when suddenly, there’s an urgent knock at the door. Who could it be? We try to ignore it, but the pounding won’t go away.
“Fuck,” curses Burke, breaking off our kiss. “I’m going to kill whoever it is.”
Bruce doesn’t even speak. He gets up, irritated, to yank the door open.
“This better be good,” growls Bruce at a man standing in the hallway. I recognize him from the meeting earlier. He’s tall and broad, with long, blonde hair tied back in ponytail and a beard. Insanely hot, if you like the Viking-type.
But the man ignores me.
“I think you need to see this,” he says. “Both of you.”
“What? Can’t it wait until morning?” asks Bruce, irritated.
“No,” the man says, his voice short. Judging by his body language, it’s urgent. I’m just about to say “go” when a sudden commotion sounds out the corridor, making me pause. It’s loud, noisy, and sounds like a fight. Both of my lovers are instantly alert.
“What the fuck was that?” demands Burke, stalking to the door and peering out. The messenger disappears, and my lovers throw a glance back at me over their shoulders.
“We’ll be back,” announces Bruce quickly, and then the door is slammed shut and locked. I feel uneasy. What the hell is going on out there? Judging by the look on Bruce and Burke’s faces, this is not something that happens often. If ever. I have a terrible feeling my arrival has something to do with it. Has a fight broken out? Or has someone broken in? Or even worse – is there a fire? With all those candles and lush carpets, that’s a real possibility. I make a mental note to get some fire extinguishers delivered tomorrow.
I strain my ears and listen, but I can’t hear anything through the thick walls and solid door. Maybe it’s not as bad as all that? I try to relax by focusing on what will happen when my men return. When we’ll finally be able to make love properly.
I reflect on this while I undress. I’ve packed a few sexy night dresses, but I’m suddenly overcome with the desire to be completely nude. I’m feeling natural and sexy and ready to be devoured by my lovers without being quiet. Without having to sneak around, with a large hand clasped over my mouth muffling my cries. Without me having to wonder when I’ll see them next. We’ll be together forever, from now on, and that thought fills me with a happiness so complete that I’m actually smiling as I lay my lush, nude body down on their bed. Oooh, the black silk of their sheets complements my alabaster skin perfectly.
I take a pose I think will be most alluring to them when they come back and find me – on my hands and knees, with my bottom facing the door. Instinctively, I part my knees so that my pink pussy’s on display, and then widen my stance even more to show them my tight asshole. Who will go where this time around? I can’t wait because I’m hungry for their broad strong bodies with their rippling muscles and their huge, thick cocks inside me at the same time, fucking me until I scream as I come. And this time, I won’t need to worry about being quiet.
Luckily, there are footsteps at the door and the scrape of a key in the lock. Fuck yes, daddies, come in and take me, I think to myself. With a secret smile, I reach back with both hands and pull my bottom cheeks apart, revealing my glistening, swollen folds. Oh god, I’m dripping with anticipation. But as the door opens, I see it’s not Bruce and Burke, or even the messenger. It’s a band of thugs, with Luis at the front. Gasping, I sit up with a start, grabbing at random pillows to cover my nakedness. How dare they burst in on me?