19

Ian

I burst out laughing after reading Gerald's message asking if Mabel could make something to have their son stop puking on him. He was convinced he was sick and ignoring the doctors saying it was normal for newborns.

"It makes me nervous when you laugh after getting a message from the palace," my beautiful wife said as she brushed out her hair.

"Gerald is convinced our nephew is sick. He's not. Babies vomit. It simply is funny how it's never Louisa holding him when it happens."

She frowned as she looked at me in the mirror. "Could it be something to do with your other side? Maybe the baby's animal is something that does not like Gerald's? Is that possible?"

"No, it does not work like that. He will not know what animal he has until he's older. We feel our beast, but it is not chosen until we change forms the first time. He's just a baby spitting up when being burped. It's humbling for Gerald if nothing else." I winked when Mabel laughed.

"Always a good thing."

I cleared my throat and went over to her, taking the brush from her and tending to her hair. "He really is the cutest baby ever born. It makes me think of—"

"I am not against it, but I would like a year or two of people knowing I am the saint to pass," Mabel said quietly. "I think… We all agreed the crazy would die down by then."

"But you have thought about it too?" I checked.

She gave a bit of a shrug. "We would have to decide with Andre. I could not be with him until I was pregnant. The scandal of—you both look very different. But we could never…"

"I am fine with it, darling," Andre said from the doorway. "This is not how I saw my life going, but to have the two people I love with me always, we have to make some sacrifices."

Mabel looked at him in the mirror and tears were in her eyes. "But it always seems that you are the one to make them."

Andre came over and knelt next to her. "Darling, I want to help raise the child you birth. If it's a part of Ian and knows I love him or her—all the better. Neither of you make me sacrifice—this world does, and as much as I hate that for all of us, we still got to be happy in the end. That is what matters."

"I agree but Mabel is not the only one who feels that way."

"Fine, then let me have her lush arse tonight first before you join in and we are even," Andre shot back.

"I was planning to anyways," I chuckled. "Lovely, I think you should get naked and suck his cock. That will make him feel better."

She glanced between us with lust. "Whatever my husbands want I give them."

"I direct all night," Andre pushed, groaning when Mabel immediately nodded.

Fine, I would give him that. We had been working on getting Mabel comfortable with anal sex for months. She finally told us tonight was the night, and something inside of me felt it was the last piece of the puzzle to bring the three of us together.

Yes, we'd had her together but always one in her mouth and one in her cunt. This was something different.

Something more.

She lost her robe and let Andre take off her alluring lingerie. He sat on our bed and Mabel moved over him.

"Lick her cunt," Andre ordered me when Mabel was on all fours kissing his cock.

"Music to my ears," I muttered as I lost my own bathrobe. I made sure he locked the door first and then joined them, burying my face in Mabel's cunt and ass from behind how she loved. I smirked when not even a minute into my attentions, she screamed as she finished.

I did it again and again as I worked both her holes open for us. We'd had sex that morning, so she really did not need much attention besides her arse… But I enjoyed pleasing my wife.

"Move her cunt over my face and help her lick my cock," Andre demanded when he was getting close. Mabel and I both moaned. We loved giving Andre oral sex together. It was honestly one of our favorite things to do naked.

She kissed me with Andre's cock against her lips and it was messy and sexy. Just how I liked them. I sucked on his balls as she deep-throated him and our husband finished before even Mabel could go again.

"Fuck our wife," Andre said as he leaned back against the headboard. "Ride her cunt hard and give me a show."

Mabel whimpered as I brought her to me. She loved making us happy and giving us what we wanted.

In the bedroom was no different.

I did as we all wanted and Mabel came twice. I finished but not inside of her, flipping her on her back and licking her again.

"I do not think that was what I said to do to her next," Andre chuckled darkly.

"Please, please let him, Andre," Mabel whimpered and begged. She sobbed for permission, and the moment he gave it, she climaxed.

Unreal, and I fucking loved it.

"She's ready," I told him, nodding that it was true.

He grabbed the oil we used just to be safe and lathered up his hard cock. Then he kissed Mabel and checked she was ready. She promised she was and wanted us to both have her completely.

I watched as my husband slowly pushed into my wife's lush arse and both of them loved it. Bliss was all over both of their faces, and the moment it was safe for Andre to start moving, he did… And Mabel screamed in pleasure and orgasmed.

She came so strongly that she practically gushed all down her legs and dripped onto the bedding. She was still orgasming as we both stared at her in shock.

"I should have let you do that to me from the moment we met," she gasped, collapsing to the bed. "Please, do it again. I want more. I want you both."

"She's like a vice clamping down on me," Andre moaned.

I nodded, guessing that from his reaction.

He brought her several more orgasms, surprise over both of our faces at how sensitive she was. Then he climaxed, not inside of her either but on her back.

"Worth all of the time spent talking her into it?" I asked quietly, wondering if she was going to smack me for saying it.

Andre simply nodded, his eyes a bit too wide as he fell to the bed.

"At this rate, our hearts will all give out if we do it together," I muttered, half joking but half worried.

"I can think of worse ways to die," Mabel teased, but both Andre and I flinched. We hated how she talked about death. She hadn't said anything about wishing to die or the upset she'd survived since her brain injuries were fully healed but… Mabel had a very dark past, and sometimes she started to fall into it.

I prayed our love was enough to keep her with us. I hoped it would always be enough for all of us since none of us had easy lives.

I picked her up and moved her to straddle Andre's lap, loving that she was still twitching from her last orgasm. Then I got him to pay attention and lowered her onto his cock.

And she cried out in pleasure, clearly having a small climax at least.

I moved her to lie on his chest while he was inside of her and then slowly pushed my oiled-up cock into her lush arse. It was amazing. It was perfect.

It was everything the three of us had been hoping for from the way we enjoyed it. We took Mabel to new heights, and I learned a new type of heaven sharing her this way. It was like having them both together.

Mabel finished strongly as we both did inside of her, and our wife passed out from pleasure.

Andre chuckled as he met my gaze. "I do not think we will have to talk her into this ever again."

I snorted. "I think we will receive a lot of blow jobs in the hopes we will do this to her again." I gave him a soft kiss as we held her. "I love you, Andre. I love you both so much."

"Glad we found our way back to each other and the woman we needed to make us whole. Life without Mabel would be unbearable."

"I agree," Mabel muttered in her sleep.

We laughed. I had no idea if she knew what she was agreeing with or if our wife was just so perfect that she agreed with us fools because she loved us.

Either way, life was as close to perfect as it could ever get, and we were all blessed. I knew we would stay like that for a long, long time.

The End

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