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I smile, closing my eyes, allowing myself to relax finally, with both their protective arms around me.
I know we’ve made it through the hardest parts, and now, we’re just enjoying the beauty of what we’ve created together; our family, our love, our future.
As I drift off to sleep, the last thing I hear is the sound of Nikolai’s voice, soft and steady, whispering into the quiet night.
“We’ll always protect you, Chiara. Always.”
And in my heart, I know that he means it.
They always do.
I can’t breathe.
Or maybe I can, but the air istoothick.
It’s thick with the scent of sweat and sex, with the heat of their bodies pressed so tightly against mine, with the sound of my own desperate, broken moans echoing in our bedroom.
My skin is flushed, every inch of me is hot and trembling now, but they won’t stop.
They won’t, not when it’s this good.
And it’s not like I want them to.
Mikhail’s fingers twist in my hair, tugging just enough to make me look up at me as he slams his mouth over mine, stealing every gasp, every cry, directly from my lungs.
Nikolai’s hands grip my thighs so wide that I’m stretched open for him, helpless, as my body becomes entirely theirs.
I can still feel him inside me, so thick and deep, it’s impossible to tell where he ends, and where I begin.
Every shift of his hips sends fresh heat cascading up my spine, making me clench so hard around him.
My body is already so sensitive, and I’m on edge, all over again.
“Look at you.” He groans, his voice low and rough with pure need. “You’re so fucking wet, Chiara.” He breathes out a laugh, pinching my throbbing clit between his fingers, making me cry out. “You love it, don’t you, darling? You love being bred over and over again until you can’t think straight. Isn’t that right?”
I can only whimper into Mikhail’s mouth.
He pulls back just enough to let me answer, but the only thing that comes out is a soft, desperate sound; part plea, and part surrender.
“Tell him.” Mikhail murmurs against my lips. His fingers trace down my throat, so possessive yet so tender, all at the same time. “Tell my brother how much you love being filled. Tell my brother how much you need us to put another baby in you.”
My stomach tightens at his words, heat rushing so fast through me, I swear that I almost black out.
“I—” My voice cracks, trembling as I try to speak again. “I love it.”
Both pairs of icy blue eyes darken instantly.
“What do you love?” Nikolai asks as he drags one thumb up my inner thigh, pressing around his cock where he and I are connected. “Say it.”
I swallow hard, feeling my pussy clench all around him.
“I love it when you both fill me.” I gasp, the words tumbling out of me all broken and needy. “I love it when you both breed me.”
Mikhail hums, clearly pleased with my answer.
“Good girl.” He praises, his fingers tangling even tighter in my hair. “Our perfect woman, made to take our seed, and to grow our babies.”
I swallow a moan, squirming harder.