Hold Me Close (Bridgewater County 4)

I bit my lip to stifle all the sounds I was making. I couldn’t help it. They knew just what to do to get me off. Their hands began to roam and when one of them cupped my pussy, my knees buckled.

I was swept up into Ethan’s arms and placed on the bed. They began to strip and Ethan said, “We should spank you for torturing us all, but we’ll have to talk to the doctor first.” The words had me blushing.

“You will not,” I countered. “We are not asking the doctor if you can spank me.”

Matt was naked first and his cock was as gloriously thick and long as I remembered. “Oh yes, we are. I’m only going to curtail our play if it’s not safe for the baby and there’s no way I’m waiting nine months to put pink handprints on your gorgeous backside.”

Reaching out, he grabbed one ankle and flipped me onto my belly. I gasped, but when he placed his hand on my butt and gave it a squeeze, I moaned.

“I’ve heard pregnant women are horny. Is this true for you?” Matt asked, hooking a hand around my waist and tugging me up to my hands and knees.

Ethan moved to sit at the head of the bed. Naked, his cock stood proudly up from his body. I licked my lips at the sight. Why had I denied myself for so many days? I was horny. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was pregnant or not. It seemed I was insatiable around these two no matter what.

“It’s you two who make me horny,” I countered, wiggling my hips.

Matt’s fingers slid over my folds. “So wet,” he said. When he slipped two fingers into me, I arched my back. “Do you need to be fucked, baby?”

I nodded, bit my lip.

“We’ll take care of you,” Matt reassured me.

Ethan curled a finger. “Come over here and suck me off, sweetheart, while Matt fucks that perfect pussy.”

My mouth watered, eager for Ethan’s cock. A pearly drop of fluid seeped from the tip and I crawled closer, flicked my tongue over it.

His hand curled in my hair and I felt powerful. The bed dipped behind me and Matt began to fuck me with his fingers. In, out, slow and careful.

I gripped the base of Ethan’s cock as I worked him in and out of my mouth. He was too big to take all the way, but the sounds he made proved he was more than happy with what I was doing.

But when Matt pulled his fingers from me, I lifted off Ethan’s cock and looked over my shoulder.

Matt’s gaze was heated, his jaw tense, his cock almost angry looking with its need. “I love you, Rachel Andrews.”

I watched as he shifted his hips, aligned himself and thrust deep. A hand went to my hip to hold me in place, but I wasn’t going anywhere. In fact, I pushed back to take him even deeper.

His eyes fell closed as he gave himself over to the pleasure. Just as before, it made me feel so damn powerful, that I could turn Matt completely brainless, that he could find perfect pleasure in my body, just as I did with him.

Ethan’s hands tugged on the long strands of my hair and I glanced up at him through my lashes. He was just as overcome. I opened my mouth and took him back inside, licked and swirled, sucked and flicked as Matt fucked me.

I was just where I wanted, between my two men. I loved this. I loved them.

When Matt’s thumb slipped over my back entrance, I startled. And when he used some of my juices to coat that still-virgin hole and press in, I groaned around Ethan’s cock.

“Shit, I’m going to come from that.” Ethan lifted me off of him.

Matt pulled out and I was suddenly empty.

“Um, guys...”

What were they doing? We weren’t done. I hadn’t come. No, they’d only worked me up to the point where I was ready to reach between my legs and do it for myself.

“You bring us together, Rachel. You make us a family. You make us a unit,” Ethan said.

“It’s time to take you together. To make you ours officially,” Matt added. His thumb was still pressing and circling into my ass.

I pushed up onto my hands and Matt pulled from me. My skin was damp with sweat, every nerve ending tingling and eager for them. Yes, I wanted this. I wanted more of them.

“Shit, I don’t have any lube,” Matt grumbled.