Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 182075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 910(@200wpm)___ 728(@250wpm)___ 607(@300wpm)
Spencer nodded. “Damn straight we will. Whatever you want.”
“Yes,” Slade said, managing to calm himself.
“Um, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” she said shyly. “I got tested when I learned I was pregnant and I don’t have any STDs.”
“We get tested regularly too,” Slade told her. “Are you sure?”
“I can’t get more pregnant.” She grinned and they all relaxed further.
“We’ll come back to this after Button comes,” Slade told her. “And if you change your mind, you tell us.”
Indie nodded. “I will.”
“Now, where was I?” Spencer murmured before lapping at her pussy again until she was breathing hard and squirming beneath him.
“Please!” she cried.
Spencer rose up. “You’re ready?”
“Yes! Yes!” Reaching out, she wrapped her hand back around Rock’s dick.
He slid into her as Slade released her other hand from the ropes. It probably should have been weird, watching his best friend slide his cock into their girl.
But, fuck, all Rock thought about was how hot it was.
Especially as her hand was still around his dick. Her movements had stopped while she was coming, which he understood. Now, she was back to moving her hand slowly up and down his shaft.
“Open your mouth, Boo,” Slade said.
Fuck. When had he stripped off? Rock seemed to be losing time.
“Lick me. That’s it. Good girl,” Slade praised her.
“I’m not that good at this, either,” she warned.
“You don’t have to be. That’s it. Right over the end. You’re being such a good girl. Isn’t she, Rock?”
Rock nodded. Hell, yes, she was. Their perfect fucking girl.
“Good. That’s it, now take me into your mouth. Such a wonderful, amazing, beautiful girl for us,” Slade said as he drove his cock slowly into her mouth.
Rock had to take a breath and try to calm himself. He was right at the edge and it was embarrassing.
“Spencer, want to flip her over and fuck her from behind while she sucks my cock?” Slade asked.
Hell, yes, he did.
Spencer couldn’t believe that this was his life.
That he finally got to fuck his girl.
He helped her move onto her hands and knees while Slade sat at the head of the bed, his back against the headboard.
“All right, Princess?” Spencer asked her. “Not uncomfortable in any way?”
“No, no,” she groaned. “Please fuck me.”
And then her mouth must have been on Slade’s dick again because her head started bobbing up and down.
Rock was still kneeling at her side. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be silently counting.
Poor bastard.
Spencer was smirking as he slid back into her pussy. And then the smirk slid right off his face as he groaned.
Fuck.
Now he was the poor bastard. Because being inside her was a special sort of torture. He could barely breathe. She was so warm and slick and she was pulsing around him.
Where was all his control now?
He was able to torture a sub with pleasure for hours without losing his control, yet now he was about to come?
Pathetic.
Grasping hold of her hips, he kept his movements slow and steady as he fucked her. As he grew closer to the edge, he reached around to play with her clit.
Slade moaned, staring down at her as he wrapped her hair gently around his hand. Rock frowned, watching Slade closely, no doubt concerned he was going to hurt or scare their girl.
Spencer got it. They still didn’t know what sort of triggers she might have from Billy.
He might need to talk to her about therapy. There had to be things she needed to work through. And while she could always talk to them, speaking to a therapist could also help.
But he pushed those thoughts from his head as he felt his balls start to tighten. He moved his finger harder, faster, until she started to come.
It was too much. He couldn’t hold on.
Rock let out a low moan, coming in her hand and Spencer drove deep one final time, his orgasm rushing through him. He barely heard Slade’s shout of release.
Seemed the three of them lost all control around her.
Which was just the way it should be.
Indie was surrounded by her guys in bed.
She felt sated and happy.
The only other time she felt this carefree and relaxed was when she was in Little headspace.
The rest of the time there was always something eating away at her. A memory of Billy, something he’d said to her, her insecurity about not being enough, not being loved or wanted . . . yeah, all of those things would swirl in her head constantly until they drained her energy and made her feel ill.
But these guys were slowly quieting all of those voices, those memories.
See?
Who needed therapy when you had a harem of men to cater to your every need, to love and adore you?
Not her. Even though Slade had talked to her a few times about a therapist after what Billy did to her.