Page 83 of Her Puck Daddies

I plunge myself in her one last time, my cum spewing over her tongue. She swallows every drop, licking her lips, her eyes locked onto mine as she gives me a devilish smirk.

Eric slams deep with a broken groan, his body contracting as he loses himself. Ava shudders, body seizing as she follows him over the edge, writhing between him and Sven.

Sven pulls her back flush against his chest, then drives up hard, one last brutal push sending him spiraling. His moan is guttural, primal, his entire body shaking as he fills her.

She's done. Completely satisfied.

“You were so good at being bad tonight, Hottie” I grin, as I collapse onto the couch.

She returns with strawberries and whipped cream—the perfect dessert after… well,after dessert. We take turns feeding her like the goddess she is, fingers grazing over her lips, hands caressing the soft curve of her stomach as we revel in the warmth of this moment. The music plays in the background, a quiet soundtrack to the life we’re building, the future we’re daring to dream about.

Maybe a kid for each of us, though we know in our hearts it won’t matter whose blood runs through their veins. We’ll love them all the same, raise them together, and give them a life filled with love, devotion, protection, and happiness.

This isn’t just a home.

It’s everything we didn’t know we needed.

And I can’t wait for what’s next.

~ THE END ~