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Six Months Later

“That’s it, Champ. Fill her to the hilt. Look how desperate she is for your massive American cock.”

“Fucking hell,” Levi groans, his head tipping back.

He’s sandwiched between us, taking me like a good boy while Hunter writhes on her side and attempts to fuck herself up and down on his shaft.

Attempt being the key word here, because Hunter’s stomach is magnificently round and growing fuller by the day, making it hard for her to get traction in any position.

Thankfully, I’m feral enough for all of us. Each time I forcefully thrust into Levi, I drive him forward, allowing him to penetrate her more deeply.

These moments between the three of us are rare, but they’re deliciously carnal. Primal. Hot and hungry.

“That’s it. Fucking take it, Champ. I swear to gods I’m going to come so hard my dirty little slut will feel it, too.”

“Shit,” Levi curses, eyes squeezed shut like he’s holding himself back from the edge.

Then, with the flip of a switch, he stiffens.

“Shoot. I meant shoot.” His body locks up. He’s frozen, his ass clenching around me.

I’d quite like the sensation of being held in his viselike grip if I wasn’t also concerned about his sudden change in demeanor.

His bright blue eyes search my face, a panic-stricken look marring his expression. When I just stare back, deadpan, he turns to our girl. Finally, he chokes out, “You’re sure the baby can’t hear us?”

Hunter rolls her lips, fighting back a laugh.

We all have our hang-ups surrounding her pregnancy, and the closer we get to her due date, the more pronounced they seem to become. Sione is our go-to baby expert. He hasn’t stopped researching since the day we found out Hunter was really, truly pregnant. The man is an endless chasm of wisdom. Wisdom he doesn’t know how to filter, apparently. This is his fault. He’s the one who mentioned months ago how babies can hear and even distinguish between voices from within the womb.

Hunter reaches out and rakes her fingers through Levi’s curls, soothing him the best she can. In an effort to help calm him, I kiss his nape, savoring the salty notes on his skin and the way it harmonizes with the familiar musky scent of his body wash.

“I promise the baby’s okay. He can’t understand any of Spence’s dirty talk. And we’re going to slip up sometimes. It’s okay. Don’t beat yourself up.” Hunter’s eyes heat, and she grips Levi’s hair, pulling tight. “But Duke?”

“Yeah, Daisy?” he murmurs into her neck.

“I’m close. I can’t get there on my own. Please help me finish.”

Without another moment of hesitation, he rolls his hips forward, filling Hunter while I thrust into his ass. We’re moving more slowly now. I ease in and out of his tight hole while he makes love to our woman. But once he finds his rhythm, our shared passion quickly restores to its full intensity.

I close my eyes, reveling in this moment and fighting like hell to stave off the orgasm that’s desperate to rip through me and fill Levi’s perfect arse.

Fuck. Envisioning it is too much. Eyes open again, I search for a distraction, but the sight of them together, the sight of all three of us united, is just as arousing as any image my mind can conjure on its own.

The feeling of the two of them here with me is exquisite.

The feeling of the three of us together? Extraordinary.

The feeling of belonging—of being loved and protected within a core family structure, after having been on my own for so long—is as disorienting as it is liberating.

I’m not alone. I’ll never be alone again.

I’m wanted, not for my brains, my money, my businesses or my power, but simply because of who I am.

That knowledge and the sense of belonging that comes with it make the world glow brighter and our future that much more exciting.

Hunter whimpers, bringing me back to the moment, her breathing fast and hard as pleasure builds inside her.

Levi groans, his ass clenching and his thrusts increasing in intensity, making it a challenge to keep up, let alone stay mounted on top of him.

No matter.

The vibrancy and strength of our connection are more potent than ever. Nothing could detract from our mutual pleasure now.

We are inevitable.

“Right there. Right now.” Hunter lifts her hand, reaches around Levi, and searches for me.

Knowing exactly what she needs, I curl myself over Levi, giving her access. She cuffs the back of my neck, her delicate fingers brushing against my nape where the internal tracking device she put inside me resides.

She cries out. Levi does too. Angling lower, I capture both her mouth and his in a sloppy, hungry kiss, and I spill all that I am inside the man I love most.

“Right here. Right now,” I murmur against their lips.

There’s nowhere else in the universe I’d rather be.