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Lo’s fingers worked her walls while his tongue spoke a spell over her bud.

Her arousal was so high that it wouldn’t be able to be charted.

His eyes, his tongue, and overall sexual dominance unraveled Bria like a thread hanging from a garment.

Was it her pregnancy that had this feeling overtaking her?

Or did she miss Lo so much that her body had no choice but to submit to his touch?

Bria wasn’t sure and wasn’t concerned. The only thought that took over her psyche was how hard she was about to cum inside his mouth.

“Oooohhhmmyy shittttt,” she gritted between clenched teeth.

Lo lapped her up, intensifying the powerful orgasm. Not only did he stand but his dick did too. He entered her flesh with ease before resting his hand on the front of her neck.

“This pussy missed me, huh?” he teased, driving his erection deep into her sex.

“Yes, she did,” she whimpered.

Leaning forward, Lo hovered over her face, not missing a beat with his stroke. “What about you? You missed me, Bri-Bri?”

“Yes, baby. I missed you so much.”

Bria wouldn’t even be able to find all the words that could express how much she missed him.

Especially the part of Lo that was sweet and caring.

She always missed the sacred piece of him that didn’t make frequent appearances.

If he could give her that portion of him all of the time, Bria would forever be in bliss.

“I missed you too, and I promise to be a better man to you.”

Promises mixed with lethal dick was always a recipe for heartbreak. How could she not fall for the trap when his manhood was deep in her pussy, massaging the most tender places of her walls?

“You believe me?” He went deeper, evoking her to cry out.

“Yesss, babe, yes, I believe you.”

Climax number two had arrived with great force.

Lo didn’t help her ease into it because he stroked her during the wave.

Her fingernails prodded his skin, leaving imprints behind.

This had to be a perfect representation of bliss; Lo being balls deep inside her while pulling sensations from all over her pussy.

“You ready for my nut?” he teased.

“Yes, I want it.”

Lo inserted his finger into her mouth. Bria licked it like she was practicing for when his dick invaded her mouth.

“Where you want it, Bri-Bri?”

“In my pussy.”

“You sure?” He stroked faster.

“Yes, I’m sure.”

Lo pounded her until she felt pulsating inside her flesh.

“Shit, Bri-Bri,” he mumbled, hunching over as she squeezed her muscles, ensuring that she milked him dry.

Panting, Lo straightened his posture, staring at her with his impenetrable eyes. He kissed her lips, inserting his tongue. Bria didn’t know she could crave a man until she got with Lo.

“I love you, Bri-Bri.”

“I love you too, babe.”

“I feel like fucking and making up for lost time. You on that type of time with me?”

Grinning, she bobbed her head. “Sure.”

“Now, let me feel that mouth.”

It had been a quiet morning for Lo as he opted to stay inside his head.

Bria being pregnant was his saving grace but also a realization he didn’t want to digest. Deep down, he knew if she hadn’t been pregnant, she would’ve left him behind.

He didn’t know how to feel about that. Hearing her confess that she loved him was great, but Lo possessed a feeling that her love for him wasn’t enough to keep her.

Lo desired to be wanted. Yes, their relationship had started off arranged.

They hadn’t shared any profound feelings for each other.

Everything had been planned but he didn’t foresee himself falling so deep in love that she was the only woman he yearned for.

So, despite their marriage being of convenience, he still wanted Bria to want him.

She claimed she did, but Lo couldn’t fully be at ease with her confession.

Then, there was the baby. Lo was excited but he was also terrified.

Knowing he had severe trauma issues made him avoid getting women pregnant.

He didn’t want to be a repeat offender or recycle the pain of his past and force it on his child.

Failing like Dax had been a major factor of why Lo wasn’t necessarily keen on having children.

However, when he married Bria, she made it clear that kids were on the table.

Lo had adapted to the idea but now she was pregnant.

The inevitable was happening, and he didn’t know how to take it.

“Hey, brother-in-law,” Tori teased, taking a seat right next to him.

They were on a yacht, enjoying the beaming rays of the Isla Mujeres sun.

The ocean surrounded them, caressing his ear with the most soothing waves he’d ever heard.

Lo had quickly learned that Tori was a ball of joy.

She smiled the entire time they had been out there.

Sporting an orange two-piece bathing suit with the matching sarong, he understood why Devyn had been hooked all these years.

She extended her hand. “I’m Tori. It’s nice to meet you.”

Lo jokingly smacked her hand away. “I know who the fuck you are.”

“Well, I don't know you. You’ve been the family member that’s always missing in action. My baby don't even know his uncle. You should feel really shitty for that.”

Indeed, Lo did. He bonded with Kylan because he was close to Meco, but he hadn’t had the opportunity to bond with his nephew, Demir.

“Yeah, I do feel bad. I wouldn’t mind coming to get him, but I don't want him to cry when he sees me.”

“He’s going to think you're Meco,” Kaylona chimed in before sitting on the other side of him. “That’s a simple fix.”

“See,” Tori added. “But you can still come around. I know you got beef with Ada and Dax but that has nothing to do with us.”

“Man fuck him,” Devyn kidded, sitting across from them. “Let The Joker stay where the fuck he’s at. He don't need to come to my house.”

“Fuck you.” Lo stuck his middle finger up. “Aye, Tori how does it feel to settle for your stalker?”

She burst out laughing while Devyn mean mugged him.

“He did stalk me just a lil’ bit,” Tori whispered to Lo.

“What you say, Satori?” Devyn interrogated her with narrowed eyes.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“She said you're a stalker bitch, and she’s scared to leave your dumb ass,” Lo instigated.

Tori gasped before laughing. “Lo is lying, babe. I would never say that about you.”

“Lo is messy.” Kaylona shook her head.

He turned to her. “When you gon’ tell Meek that you wanted me first?”

“Aye, Lo don't get fucked up,” Meco warned.

Axel snickered before he took a seat next to his girl, Adrienne. “Damn, she was choosing, huh, Lo?”

“Yep,” he said proudly.

“Oop, Kaylona say it ain't so?” Tori quipped.

She chuckled. “No, Lo is putting twenty on ten. You see, Meco never told me he had a twin, so I started flirting with Lo, thinking it was Meco.”

“Damn, Meco why you ain't tell her about Lo?” Axel asked.

“‘Cause it wasn’t her business at the time.” He winked at her before taking a sip from his drink.

“Yeah, and now you got Lo thinking I wanted him,” she retorted. “Like I said, Lo you are messy.”

“And a bitch,” Meco added.

“Devyn, how was it having a set of twin brothers growing up?” Adrienne asked.

He shrugged. “It was whack ‘cause they stayed ganging up on me. That’s why I had to put Axel on the team so it can be two against two.”

“Don't nobody gang up on you. You just be wrong and when you get called out on it, you can’t handle it,” Lo argued.

“On God,” Meco added. “Devyn swear he’s the fucking ruler and what he says is automatic law.”

“Whew,” Tori chirped. “Tell me about it.”

Devyn angled his head at her. “You going against me. Come here.”

“No.” She giggled. “I’m not messing with you today.”

“Come here, Tori.”

Reluctantly, she got up and walked over to Devyn who pulled her on his lap. He whispered something in her ear which prompted her to titter before he smacked her on her ass.

“Baby, y’all used to gang up on Devyn?” Kaylona asked.

“Nah, he’s just soft as hell.”

“No, that’s you and your brother. Even y’all names are soft as shit.”

Lo laughed at that dig since he and Meco detested their names.

“Hey, don't be coming for my man’s name,” Kaylona defended him. “I like Kymeco.”

“Nah, Kay Baby. That name ain't it.”

Adrienne’s eyes widened. “Wait a minute. You don't like your names?”

“Hell no,” Lo answered.

“You see how Devyn got a normal name?” Meco pointed out. “That’s because my pops named him. He then let my mama name us and you see what she came up with. Some ghetto shit that don't even fit us.”

“I should’ve known that beast of the field had a hand in this.” Tori shook her head. “So, what’s your middle name?”

Devyn snickered right away. “The middle names are worse than the first names.”

Axel laughed and shook his head.

“What is it?” Adrienne asked once more.

“Mine is Quvarr and Lo’s is Quvonn.”

“Oh, my goodness.” Tori feigned stress by pinching her inner tear ducts. “Ada must've been smoking that good good to come up with that.”

“I think it’s cute,” Adrienne gushed. “What’s wrong with the names?”

“Everything, the fuck,” Lo fussed. “You say that shit together and fuck around and cast a spell.”

The entire yacht erupted in laughter at Lo’s remarks. He hated his name ever since he’d learned it. Meco was right. They didn’t fit them, which was why they dropped the Ky from both of their names and went with Lo and Meco instead.

Lo noticed Bria had been gone longer than he anticipated. While they continued on about names and the meanings, Lo went to the lower deck where there was a living room, bedroom, and a bathroom. He knocked on the door.

“Aye, Bria, you good?”

Seconds later, the door opened, and she appeared. Her eyes were watery as she held her hair in a ponytail.

“What’s wrong?” he questioned, coming inside the bathroom.

“I was throwing up.” She cleared her throat. “This nausea is terrible.”

“You throw up every day?”

She shook her head. “Yesterday I didn’t but today, I woke up with the worst nausea ever. But I’m okay for now.”