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I’m a trembling, whimpering mess with my skin damp with sweat, and my thighs slick with the remnants of both of them.
They gather my body between theirs, hands stroking my skin, lips whispering soft praises into my ears.
I find myself drifting somewhere between bliss and exhaustion.
“Perfect.”
Nikolai says quietly, his hand resting on my belly.
Mikhail kisses my neck, my cheek, the corner of my mouth, and as he moves in closer, Nikolai’s lips find mine too.
They both kiss me, soft and messy, keeping me between them where I belong.
Always.
Forever.
The room becomes quiet and warm, and I’m held by the two men who have becomeeverythingto me.
Their presence surrounds me as I lie between them, the sound of their breathing steady and comforting.
Mikhail’s hand rests gently on my stomach, and the warmth of his touch seeps into me, grounding me.
I’ve never felt more at peace than now.
But then, a conversation begins to stir, one that makes my heart race.
“Chiara.” Nikolai begins saying as he leans in closer. “Mikhail and I have been thinking…”
My lips part open as I watch them both, wondering what this might be about.
I feel Mikhail's hand press a little firmer into my belly, and he moves in closer too.
“We want to add to our family.” He says, his tone filled with certainty, a quiet sort of power behind his words. “We’re not done, Chiara, not yet. You’ve given us so much already, and we've been thinking that it’s time for more.”
Nikolai takes over the conversation now, and just like my eyes are darting left and right to watch them as they speak, my breathing only becomes faster, heavier too.
“We want to make our family bigger. We want to fill our home with even more love.”
I blink up at him.
Both pairs of eyes are on me, and I can’t help the small smile that forms on my lips.
“More love?” I ask softly, my voice laced with surprise and excitement all at the same time. “How much more love do we need?”
Mikhail’s lips curl into a soft smile, his thumb brushing over my hand in a gentle caress.
“Plenty more, beauty.” He answers. “We want to add a third, and maybe even a fourth too. We want to see you carry our children again, and we want to see our family grow.”
As he speaks, I feel his hands trailing lower until two fingers are sliding through me, pushing the cum back inside of my pussy.
I gasp, squeezing around Mikhail’s fingers, realising why this is why they’ve been fucking me so senselessly over the last couple of days.
My heart skips a beat.
They wantmore.
Another child.