Chapter Forty-One

Ifrown when I open the bathroom cabinet drawer and come up empty. Where the fuck did my birth control go? Leaving the spare room, I slip into Dom’s bedroom, moving into his bathroom. We all slept in there last night, so there is a chance that I brought it in yesterday.

Nope. Shit.

The last place I can think of is Zayden’s room, though we haven’t stayed in there in several nights. I walk into his bathroom and begin rifling through his drawers when Zay appears out of the corner of my eye, freshly showered, as he leans against the doorway and cocks his head to the side.

“What are you looking for, angel?”

“My birth control. Have you seen it?” I ask as I meet his eyes in the mirror.

His brows furrow as he takes a few steps forward, gripping my hips as his mouth meets the back of my neck.

“You know what, I have,” he says as if the location just came to mind.

“Really? Where?”

I feel him grip my leggings, slowly peeling them down my legs before he lines his cock up to me. Slowly, he pushes inside of me, bending me over the bathroom counter to grant him easier access as he smirks.

“I think I saw them when I put them down the garbage disposal.”

“What the fuck!?” I shout, whipping my head around to meet his eyes.

He begins thrusting inside of me, completely unbothered by my anger toward him as he groans.

“Zay, you can’t fuck me raw. We need a condom because you’re a psycho, apparently.”

“Shh, it’s okay,” he says as his grip on me continues.

“It’s not!” I say as I push away from him.

“What the hell is going on in here?” Dom asks as he steps into the room, harsh judgmental eyes coming straight to his twin.

I turn my head so I can face him. Thank God the reasonable twin is here.

“Zayden dumped my birth control pills down the sink! And he’s fucking me without a condom. He’s gonna knock me up, Dom!”

Dom’s eyebrows knit together as he takes several steps forward, his hand reaching out to cup my face in a soothing way as he speaks.

“Why did you tell her?” he asks.

I balk at that.

“You knew?!”

Zay cackles. “Of course he did, I was just going to throw them away. He gave me the idea to put them in the garbage disposal. Said you might look through the trash for them.”

“Why do you want me pregnant so bad?” I ask with a scoff as I look up at Zay, who is still happily fucking me against the counter.

I’d like to say it doesn’t feel good or that I’m not absolutely soaked, especially since Dom walked in. Both would be lies, though.

“Why don’t you want to be? Why don’t you want my baby? Our baby?” he asks as he looks to Dom for support.

I glance over to see Dominic tilting his head thoughtfully as he nods, like he actually fucking agrees with him! Unbelievable.

“I…I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about having kids.”

“Well, think about it, baby. We would have the most perfect babies together, all of us.” He nods.

“You both want to get me pregnant? Like several times?”

“Like as many times as possible,” Zayden groans as he pushes deeper inside me, his cock twitching at his words.

I whimper at the move, my toes curling as I try to stay focused. Dom and Zay share one of those silent conversations they’re always having before Zay pulls out of me. I feel uncomfortably empty and more than a little disappointed when he scoops me up into his arms and carries me into the bedroom, laying me down on the bed as he begins fully stripping me down.

Lifting my hips, I help him as I watch Dom strip, Zay following quickly behind once I’m completely naked. Both of them stand over me, stroking their cocks slowly as they look at me, raw hunger in their eyes as their gazes devour me like starved men.

Wordlessly, they both start moving toward me, Zay on my left and Dom on my right.

“Relax, angel. Let us relax you,” he murmurs before pressing his lips to mine.

Who could refute a request like that?

I settle back against the bed, enjoying the feel of Zay’s mouth on my own, when I feel another mouth touch me. Dom’s lips are brushing against my hip, making their way down to my inner thigh before landing on my pussy. The first swipe his tongue has me groaning, and when he does it again, I reach my hand down and fist his hair, forcing him to not stop.

Zay pulls away from our kiss, trailing his lips down my neck before settling on my breasts. He gives them both equal attention before closing his mouth around my nipple while rubbing the other between his two fingers. I’ve always been a slut for nipple stimulation. I swear I could come from it alone. The combination of one man eating my pussy while the other sucks and plays with my breasts is overwhelming, and I feel my core begin to clench.

“Fuck, guys. That feels too good,” I groan.

I feel Zay’s hand disappear from my breast, trailing over my stomach and down to my pussy. He slips past Dom’s mouth, which is currently latched onto my clit, before pushing a finger inside me. Oh my god. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

A heavy pressure settles inside of me, and I can’t even attempt to fight it before I’m coming. It feels different, though. There is so much cum, like I can physically feel the difference. Dom’s tongue moves away from my pussy as he begins eating me like he’s seen food for the first time. That only lasts several seconds before Zay practically rips him away, taking his place between my thighs.

When he comes up for air, I look to see both men have glistening lips and matching crooked smiles that take my breath away.

“Wh-what was that?” I breathe heavily.

“That was you squirting all over us, baby,” Zay says.

Embarrassment takes over me before Dom’s hand cups my face, forcing me to look at him. He shakes his head reverently as he speaks.

“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

I smile tentatively up at them before Zay moves up next to me, lifting me up and flipping me until I’m straddling him. His cock slides into me effortlessly, thanks to me squirting apparently before he slowly starts thrusting into me. I try to push myself up so that I can ride him properly, but he just holds me to his chest. I frown at that until I feel Dom’s body come up behind me.

“Got the lube?” Zay asks over my shoulder.

Dom grunts as he grips my hips tightly.

“Not sure I need it, she soaked herself all the way to her ass.”

I turn my head to see Dom, applying a bottle of lube to his fingers regardless, before he rubs it against my asshole.

“Wait, while he is still inside me?” I ask Dom as I turn to Zay. “Together?”

“Together,” they agree in unison.

A thrill runs through me at that. We have yet to do this. More often than not, we have one-on-one time, or someone fucks my pussy and the other my mouth. We haven’t played with double penetration yet, and as excited as I am, I’m nervous.

“Don’t be nervous, babygirl,” Dom hushes, like he can read my mind before he slips a finger inside of me.

With the way Zay is slowly working me over, it doesn’t feel too bad. Not until he slips a second finger inside.

I wince for a moment, slightly uncomfortable, before I allow myself to relax.

“Good girl. You’re taking me so well. I’m so proud of you,” Dom says, forcing a moan to rip through me as my pussy pulsates.

“Fuck!” Zay yelps. “Our woman loves being praised, Dominic. Keep talking to her, she’s squeezing the life out of my cock.”

“You love it, baby?” Dom asks as he leans over me, continuing to fuck me with his fingers as he presses his lips to my spine, working his way down languidly.

“Mhmm,” I whimper with a nod.

“Perfect,” he rumbles softly before pulling his fingers out.

The feeling of only having Zayden in me feels weird now, and I’m not sure what to think when I feel the head of Dominic’s cock pressed against me. I tighten instinctually, and Dominic tuts at that.

“None of that, babygirl. Relax. Let me in. Let me and my brother fill you up completely. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Another throb tears through my pussy from his words, and I do my best to breathe as I nod my head in agreement.

After a moment, a burning pain radiates through me as Dom begins pushing inside of me. I want to make him stop, but I know it’ll get better soon. I’m just too full as it is. There isn’t enough room for him. Somehow he seems to make room, though.

My fists are clenched in the sheets, my mind solely focused on the way Zay is making me feel right now until Dom is fully seated inside of me. I feel his cock twitch in my ass, and I let out a shaky breath.

“You okay, babygirl?” he asks.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just go slow, please.”

“Anything for you,” Dom vows reverently as his grip on my hips tighten, and he begins slowly matching Zayden’s rhythm.

I gasp at the feelings. Oh my god. Having their cocks in perfect unison, pulling out and pushing in. It’s so overstimulating, so overwhelming, and I’ve never felt anything better in my whole fucking life.

“You love this, don’t you?” Zay grits through clenched teeth. “You’re practically leaking all over my lap, angel.”

“I’m sorry,” I pant as I stay plastered to Zay’s chest, allowing Dom to happily fuck me into submission.

Zay barks out a laugh as his pace increases.

“Never apologize. Your cunt is fucking heaven, the closest I’ll ever get to it, that’s for sure.”

“Zay,” I breathe out. “I don’t know how long I can last. I want to come again,” I whimper.

“That’s okay, angel. Go ahead and come for us. I’m gonna stuff your cunt so full of my cum, and then my brother is going to finish inside you.”

“But no birth control,” I remind choppily.

“That’s why we’re doing it, angel. We want you pregnant with our baby.” Zay smiles.

“I’m already yours, I’ll always be yours.”

“So will the baby. We will give you two the world,” Dom promises, pressing his lips against my neck as he continues fucking my ass.

My pussy throbs at that, and suddenly this whole breeding kink is actually turning me the fuck on. Or maybe it’s the double penetration. Either way, I’m coming hard. Zayden moans, his cum shooting inside of me almost instantly as Dominic stills, letting out a muffled groan before he quickly pulls out. I hear the snap of a condom and look to see Dominic discard an empty condom. Shit, I couldn’t even feel that on him.

I feel Zayden coat the inside of me, filling me to the brim, before his movements stop. The instant they do, I’m lifted off of him. Zayden easily rolls out from under me before I’m placed back on the mattress, chest down, while Dominic pushes his bare cock inside of me.

Gasping at the feeling, he begins fucking me with long, deep thrusts. I feel Zayden’s cum leaking out of me, but with the way Dominic is fucking me, it’s like he’s trying to fuck it deeper.

“Fuck yes,” Zayden groans. “Thank you, brother. Push my cum back into my angel. Fuck her nice and pregnant for me, will you?”

“Get fucked,” Dominic gnashes, his movements and voice practically animalistic. “If my babygirl is getting pregnant by anyone’s cum, it’s mine.”

“You guys are twins. Does it really matter?” I ask.

“Yes,” they both answer.

I don’t bother arguing as Dominic slides a hand around the front of me, rubbing his thumb against my clit as he does. Pleasure sparks through me at his touch, and I arch my back to allow him easier access to continue. When I glance to the side, I see Zayden lying on his back, arm tucked behind his head, as he watches us with a smile.

“C’mon, Dominic. Fuck our woman right. I know you can let loose more than that.”

I frown at that. Not sure what Zayden is talking about. Dominic is practically destroying me with his powerful thrusts and aggressive touch.

“Can’t,” he grits through his teeth. “Too precious.”

Turning my head to the side so I can see him, I look up to see so much confliction on Dom’s face, so much tension. Glancing over to Zayden, he gives me an encouraging nod accompanied with a mischievous smirk.

“I can take it,” I say as I face Dominic again. His practically crazed brown eyes come to me as he continues playing with my clit and fucking me from behind. “Use me, Dom.”

Something seems to snap in him. His hand abandons my pussy, going straight for my throat as he squeezes tight, so tight my breathing constricts for a moment before he adjusts his hold, applying pressure to the sides of my neck instead.

His thrusts become punishing, slamming into me so hard it’s shaking the bed against the wall. I always thought Dom was an aggressive lover, but I didn’t know aggression until this very moment. He smacks my ass hard before doing it again, still holding my throat tight as he fucks me straight into the mattress.

“Think you can take it? Think you can handle me when I’m like this?” he practically seethes at me.

“More,” I beg, though I regret it as soon as his hand smacks my ass so hard I see stars.

My entire body tenses under each blow, and apparently that includes my pussy.

“Goddammit. You’ve never squeezed me so tight, babygirl,” he grits out.

“You’ve never spanked me like this.” I gasp as he does it again and again, switching sides each time.

“I will now. Now that I know how good you are, how perfect you are for me. For us. I’ll spank this ass bloody and fuck this cunt raw every day for the rest of my life,” he grunts before his cock swells and he explodes.

I didn’t realize I was getting turned on through all the pain, but one more sharp slap to my ass sends me spiraling into an orgasm I didn’t know I was capable of having. Dominic’s grip releases from my throat, allowing a full amount of oxygen to hit me and effectively making me dizzy. My orgasm is amplified as I breathe and pant through the pain and pleasure mixing inside of my body. My brain is literally fried, unsure what to do with these conflicting signals. So instead of trying to figure them out, I just collapse on the bed, moaning and groaning through them both.

Several seconds go by, or maybe minutes, before Dom finally pulls out of me, rolling out of the bed and opening Zayden’s bedroom door. I go to call out for him, but I don’t have it in me. Zayden’s hand tangles through my hair, pushing it to the side and revealing my face as he smiles down at me.

“You did so good. I’m so proud of you.”

I smile hazily at him as Dominic comes back into the room. I feel his thighs come on either side of me, my ass still in the air as a cooling feeling touches my skin. I wince at the feeling, pain still very present as he slowly begins massaging me.

“Shhh, deep breaths, baby,” he says as the cooling spreads to the other side.

“What is that?” I ask.

“Arnica cream. It helps.”

He’s quiet for a moment as he continues rubbing the cream all over me before he speaks.

“I’m so sorry. I lost control. I swore I never would with you. I?—”

“Hey,” I say as I turn my head to face him. “It’s okay. I enjoyed it a lot. Apparently, I like a little or a lot of pain during. It’s the after part that sucks.”

Dominic nods. “That’s why aftercare is so important.”

I turn an accusing stare at Zayden.

“Why have you never done aftercare for me, after we’ve played with your knife?”

He rolls his eyes. “Because every time the knife came out, you ran away right after acting like you didn’t love or want me.”

There is a bitterness behind his words that stings something inside me. I reach my hand out for his, and he intertwines our fingers immediately before I speak.

“I do. Want you and me.” I pause for a moment, swallowing lightly as butterflies begin fluttering through my stomach. “I do love you, Zayden.”

Joy like I’ve never seen on his face before spreads, enveloping all of his features and leaving nothing untouched by it. He crushes his lips to mine, holding my face in his hands as he gives me a smile that takes my breath away.

“I’ll love you until the end of time, angel. In this life, the next and every single one to come. It will always be you.”

My heart skips a beat at that as I turn to see Dominic watching us with a pleased smile. Like seeing his brother so happy brings him joy as well.

“I love you, Dominic, so much.”

He smiles at me, another smile I don’t see very often as his hand rubs soothing circles on my back.

“I love you so much more, babygirl. Forever. It’s always going to be us. All of us,” he says, sharing a look with Zayden before resting his hand underneath me, cupping my belly.

Something shifts inside me at that. I turn on my side to see his hand on me, and Zayden’s hand comes right beside his, both of them wistfully staring like they are imagining me six months from now pregnant with their baby. The idea doesn’t fill me with the fear it should. Though I’m not ready to start cranking out a bunch of Graves babies left and right, if it happens, I guess it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.