Epilogue
Four months later
Abby stretched her arms overhead, reveling in the softness of the bed. She realized the bed was empty. She sat forward, letting the sheet fall from her bare chest. She looked at her breasts. They were huge. Rounder and fuller than they’d ever been.
She strained her ears to listen for Deacon or Cole, but the master suite was quiet.
She sank into the pillows letting her hands fall to her belly. It was round. She caressed the gentle slope, whispering.
“Your daddies are here somewhere.” She grinned. “I bet they went to get us breakfast.” She was suddenly starving.
It seemed to be how she started the day. Now that the morning sickness had eased up, Abby loved waking up and feeling how different her body was. It brimmed with life. She had never felt more sensual or alive.
The door creaked open. She smiled when she saw Deacon.
“Good morning.” He grinned.
“Good morning.”
“How are you feeling?” He walked in carrying a tray of fruit and tea.
“Now that you’re here, we’re much better.” She giggled.
He placed the tray on the table and sat next to her. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her until she mewed.
His hand dropped to her breast. “I love how beautiful your body is,” he growled. He held her weighted breast in his palm. Abby sighed.
He coasted over her nipple, grazing her belly. “And knowing my baby is inside you.” He kissed her again. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
She moaned as the kiss deepened. Her body fired with new tingles of sensation. Everything was heightened in this pregnancy. She wondered if it was double the pleasure most women felt.
“Don’t forget the other baby,” she teased.
“That’s right.” Cole walked into the room. “My baby is in there too.” He crawled onto the bed, pinning her under him with a delicious kiss.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
Deacon moved his hand to the side as Cole fit his along the edge of her belly. It was bump noticeable to the three of them because they knew what was inside. They knew how beautiful the lives were that were growing because of Abby’s love.
Abby broke free and glanced down at their hands on her belly. She didn’t know if she had ever loved these two men as much as she did right now.
“I still can’t believe we’re having twins,” she whispered. Deacon’s hand was the first to sink deeper between her legs.
“What did you think would happen?” Cole kissed her neck and lowered to her breast. He plucked her nipple between his teeth.
Her head rolled to the side, moaning as Deacon slipped a finger inside her. They were easier with her. More gentle, even when she begged for them to take things deeper or harder. They had already taken the role of fatherhood seriously. They worshipped her body in new ways.
“You’re happy?” she asked, feeling her core tingle with electricity.
“Are you kidding?” Deacon flicked a free hand over her clit. “These babies are going to be amazing. With you as their mother…” He pumped a finger inside her as her back arched off the bed.
Cole’s tongue lapped at her nipple. “So fucking amazing.”
Abby was lost in the dizzying haze of their lust. The things they could do to her body. Cole rolled on his back, dragging her on top of him. Her eyes locked on his as she scooted down to his waist.
Deacon was behind her, adjusting his cock to her pussy.
“Ohh, Deac,” she hissed, wishing her would take her like he did in Vegas.
Cole’s sapphire eyes sparkled. “Let me fuck you next, baby.”
“Together?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No way.”
She wanted them inside her again. She wanted to feel the fullness of everything they had created. But they were both so worried about her, creating new rules and guidelines that she thought were too restrictive.
“What if I told you we were having boys?” She grinned wickedly.
“What?” Cole almost rolled her to the floor in his surprise. Deacon caught her.
“Did you just say we’re having boys?”
She nodded, trying to hide the excitement she felt.
“I found out yesterday, but I was waiting until all three of us were together to tell you. I’m carrying your sons.”
Cole groaned. “Deac?” He looked over her shoulder.
“Please. Just fuck me a little, Cole. Please. There’s one place you belong. Please fuck me.”
“Shit,” he murmured. “How can I say no to you? I’m never easy on your ass, baby.”
She smiled. “I want it.” She felt her stomach do somersaults. She loved this more than anything. Sex with both of them at once.
Deacon kissed her back. She knew they were going to give in. She was giddy, and thrilled. Controlled by hormones and lust. They switched places and Abby happily climbed on Deacon, sliding his shaft deep inside her.
“Oh yes,” she moaned. It was home. Exactly where it was meant to be. She rode him with long sensual thrusts, rotating through her hips, squeezing his cock, feeling every thick inch of him.
Deacon’s eyes rolled back in his head. “Fucking nirvana.”
Cole pressed against her ass, rubbing it gently as his cock began to penetrate it. She didn’t need all the toys anymore of the special preparation. He had taken it, trained it, made it his.
“Oh, Cole,” she squealed as he pushed into her with a gentleness she’d never experienced with him.
Her eyes flew open to meet Deacon’s.
“We’re taking care of you and them.” He trailed his fingers over her swollen belly, as if that explained this style of lovemaking.
It felt so good taking it slow. It was satisfying in a new way. They eased in and out of her, rocking her orgasm to the surface before she could catch it and reign it in.
“Oh, God,” she called to the ceiling, as they both pushed inside her together. “I love you,” she whimpered. “I love you so much.”
The three of them came together in a last burst of thunder and lightning, searing the love and ecstasy into their skin.
Cole pulled out of her and laid down next to Deacon, making room for her to snuggle between them. Abby was on her side, trying to catch her breath.
“I take it you’re happy about the news?” she giggled.
Deacon laughed. “I don’t know how you kept that secret all night.”
She looked at Cole. “You were working late last night. It didn’t seem fair to tell only one of you. But I’ve been dying to tell you they are both boys. I found out three weeks earlier than I thought I would.”
He kissed her. “A son? Two sons? This is incredible.”
She felt the love and warmth wrap around her. Deacon’s hand rested on her stomach. Their babies were safe and protected. No, it wasn’t conventional. No, it wasn’t what she had planned in her life.
But falling in love with these men was meant to be. This was her happily ever after. Now she knew the real meaning of family. The meaning of truth and safety. It was all here in this bed. Their arms wrapped around her as Abby drifted to sleep.
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