Page 126 of Diary from an Inked Throne

I grinned, loving giving them a show as much as they were giving me one.

Dax’s dick shined beneath the overhead bathroom light. His entire length was covered in Luca’s saliva, and his fingers fisted in his hair, trying to slow him down.

Luca pushed his hand away.

Dax gave up the fight and let loose, fucking Luca’s mouth, grabbing his hair again, encouraging Luca to take all of him. All while he watched me rolling my clit and playing with my nipples.

“Fuck, Nyah. There’s no way I can hold out when you’re standing there doing that.”

“Don’t come,” I told him. “I want you inside me.”

Luca sat back on his heels, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and breathing hard.

Dax practically whimpered at the loss of him.

Luca just laughed and slapped Dax’s thick thigh. “You heard her.”

Dax flipped him the bird and picked up a towel, using it to pull me out of the shower.

Water went everywhere; the towel and Dax both got soaked.

“Dax!”

But he didn’t seem to care about my complaints of flooding the bathroom. Luca threw another towel at me, but I was definitely still dripping water when Dax carried me out of the bathroom and back to our bedroom.

Lynx glanced up from scrolling his phone as we all tumbled back in, naked, in various states of arousal.

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh look. The Pornhub cast just walked into my bedroom.”

Luca grinned at him, wrapping his hand around Dax’s cock and taking back up the job of pumping him. “Jealous?”

Lynx lay back on the bed. “Absolutely,” he agreed, without even an ounce of jealousy in his voice. All there was, was pure need. “Get over here and do that to my dick.” And then he looked at me. “You haven’t kissed me yet this morning.”

I crawled across the bed to him on my hands and knees and kissed his perfect mouth. His tongue pressed inside, and he held the back of my head, moaning against my lips, though I couldn’t be one-hundred-percent sure if that was because of the kiss or because Luca had taken control of Lynx’s cock.

Fingers slid up the backs of my thighs, then between them, opening me up from behind. Dax’s hot, wet cock probed at my soaked core and pushed inside easily, bottoming out.

I shouted at the thick, perfect intrusion and reached a hand back for him. He threaded his fingers through mine, holding on to me while he fucked me from behind, a position that I’d come to really enjoy since I felt like I’d been pregnant for the best part of the last two years.

It didn’t matter how pregnant I got. I would always want them. And right now, I was in the lovely second trimester where I was no longer sick but not yet huge, and all I wanted to do was use their cocks for every ounce of pleasure I could get out of them.

I kissed my way down Lynx’s chin, then his neck, then his chest, paying more attention to his nipples while Luca worked his dick.

Lynx’s fingers stroked through my hair. Dax plowed into me from behind, the soft, gentle feeling from Lynx matching perfectly with the harder, more erotic pace Dax set.

It was forever on my mind to make sure all of them understood exactly how much I needed them. That there was never a favorite, just each of them fulfilling a different need in my life, and all of them completely owning me in the bedroom.

I loved being sandwiched between them. Taken in front, and from behind. Loved feeling so damn wanted in ways I never had before.

Every single day these men worshipped me like I was some sort of goddess, both in and out of the bedroom. Outside it, they would pick up my favorite coffee, even though I hadn’t asked for one. They rarely let me get up at night, not unless James actually needed to be fed, and even then, as soon as he was done, one of them would be reaching for him, ready to change his diaper, burp him, and get him back to sleep. It had been months of gentle care while I was broken, and then a much more pleasurable sort of attention once I’d healed.

We’d had sex in every room of the house, in every way I could imagine, and yet every day they constantly surprised me with how they could make me feel with just one look, one touch, one whispered word in my ear that would have me running for our bedroom, dragging them along with me.

It was absolutely no surprise to any of us when I’d peed on a pregnancy test and the double pink lines had appeared almost immediately.

None of us could wait for our second baby’s arrival.

But we were enjoying the second trimester while we were in it.