Page 23 of Not a Pawn

He takes the stairs two at a time, headed toward the main bedroom of our home where our mate will no doubt be waiting. I decide to give him a minute or two to get started before I join them. Removing my jacket, I step into my office to check my emails but I only take a single step across the threshold before freezing.

“Harlow,” her name slips from between my lips like a prayer, her beauty flooring me.

On the small blue couch she had brought in a few weeks ago sits our mate. Naked. I can see the large phallic device she has inserted into her dripping cunt as she plays with her tits.

“Julian…” she moans my name.

I’m on my knees in front of her in an instant. “What is it? Is something wrong?” My hands cup her ever-expanding stomach as our baby continues to grow daily.

“I’m sorry,” she says sadly. “I’m just so horny.”

I smile before suckling one of her leaking nipples into my mouth. Since she fell pregnant, she has become even moreinsatiable and sensitive. The taste of her breast milk hits my tongue and I can’t hold back my moan.

“Isn’t this a stunning sight,” Sebastian says from the doorway.

“Bas,” she mewls wantonly, a hand outstretched to my twin. “I need you both.”

“You have us both.”

“Please…”

I pull away from her breast and allow my brother to join us. He quickly gets undressed before lifting her up and slipping beneath her. She lowers herself onto his cock, squealing as she takes his full length into her overstimulated body. Once she is seated, I drop my pants and present my rigid cock for her to suck on.

Breast milk leaks from her bouncing tits as my brother fucks her from below while I grip her hair harshly and fuck her face. Sebastian holds her stomach, cradling our unborn child.

Her teeth score the sides of my cock and I lose the last semblance of control, coming down her throat.

“Fuck!” my brother roars as he pumps into her before stilling, the three of us lost in our combined pleasure.

Long moments after, we fight to catch our breath, the three of us somehow a mess of tangled limbs on the carpeted floor.

Harlow giggles and I smile at the carefree sound.

“I’m sorry,” she says. “I’ve become some kind of depraved sex fiend.”

“You won’t hear us complaining,” Bas says pressing a kiss to the side of her face before standing. “Do you want some cookies?”

He knows they are her favorite pregnancy food. She nods with another smile.

“Are you happy, little one?” I ask caressing her stomachas I stare at her.

“I could be happier,” she says with a grin.

“Tell me. I will do whatever you want.”

“I want you to fuck me while Bas feeds me my cookies.”

I laugh freely, happier than I have ever been. Grabbing her hips, I position her on her hands and knees as my brother comes back into the office.

“Your wish is my command.”

The End