Bonus Epilogue

Bonus Epilogue

Amethyst

I t's Valentine's Day and though I didn't expect to be pregnant so soon again, we are expecting our second bundle of joy in another three months.

As with the first one, I'm just as hungry and just as horny this time around. Oliver has been teasing me with a special surprise for the last two weeks and I'm at the end of my patience trying to get him to spill all the details of whatever it is he's been secretly planning.

We are in the Bahamas and the white sand between my toes and the rays of light on my skin are glorious. He says the island belongs to a friend of his and the entire place is ours for a weekend of love.

I pull my legs up and spread myself out on the luxurious canopy bed. I don't know who had the idea of putting this thing together and building this little oasis, but it is divine. Palm fronds provide enough shade and the sound of the waves against the shore in a bold rhythm stirs my senses to life.

I place my baby monitor on a small table beside the canopy bed. Baby Samuel is asleep in his crib and I have about two hours before he wakes and wants to nurse.

I lay back and soak up the fresh air and every once in a while the palm fronds move, letting the sun through to kiss my skin.

Another level of heaven achieved.

Given we are all alone on the island I reach behind and undo my bikini top, dropping it to the side. Hello sunshine. The Chicago winter has my skin thirst for sunshine and warmth. My bottoms stay put but with the size of my belly, this is probably the last time I'll be able to wear it until after the baby is born. A girl this time around. I can't wait to see how fast our little girl wraps Oliver around her tiny pinky.

Warm air brushes over my skin, and my nipples harden against the soft friction. The slightest things make them pucker with need lately. Speaking of need…

I place my ankles apart and stroke a finger through my folds. Oliver has kept me wanting for several days now. He says it's to help make ‘it' all the better. Whatever the ‘it' is.

He left last night to handle family business and to help a friend out. He promised to be back this afternoon and tell me all about it.

I stroke my finger over my needy clit and love how juices spill down my seam. He could be here with me and enjoying some time away, but I understand it when friends need help.

I slide a finger inside my channel and using my other hand I work my nub.

"Mm," I moan into the ocean breeze. "Daddy, where are you?" I really need his mouth on me right now. I don't know how much longer I can go without losing my mind with the need to come.

"I'm right here, my jewel."

I gasp lightly but instead of feeling shy or embarrassed I trail my finger to my nipples and coat each tip with my juices.

"I thought you would never come. I missed you."

I hold my hand out, and he takes it, pulling me to my knees. Wordlessly, he tips his head and draws a hard peak between his lips. And then the palm fronds move and show he's not alone.

"Samuel."

Dark eyes glitter with a hunger I recognize from the night of the auction months ago.

I don't bother covering myself. He's more than seen all of me already.

I hold a hand out to him as my eyes connect with Oliver's. "There's a dark part of me that wants to share you. I want to give you every pleasure I can offer you. I want to show my love to you and share it with a friend I trust."

Fear holds his chest captive. I can tell he's holding his breath. I twine my fingers through his and through Samuel's. Slowly I pull them both in and place their hands on my body.

"Oliver, there is never a part of you I won't love and cherish. You have my heart. And Samuel you are a dear friend. What we share in private is our secret. I don't judge. And honestly, I want this. I want the pleasure you promise."

Oliver takes my chin between his thumb and forefinger and lowers his mouth to mine. His lips are hot, claiming and the second his tongue touches mine I can taste my sweetness. He breaks away and turns me to Samuel.

He's left behind the clean-shaven look since I last saw him. A trimmed beard covers his hard jawline and not for the first time I think he will make a woman of his own very happy someday. He looks a little wild around the edges, but his kiss is gentle.

At first. And then the hunger takes over and I'm shared between my husband and his best friend under the Bahama sun.

White linen shirts and pants are discarded and I'm pressed between both men. I find I don't care who does what to me as long as we are all happy.

Samuel spreads me out on the bed and daddy falls between my legs as his friend gathers my breasts in his large hands. He presses the ample mounds together.

"Oh, God, yes! Samuel, I need you to make them stop aching." I turn pleading eyes on Samuel.

His hot mouth is divine over the taut peaks. He suckles on one and then the other, making milk stream down my sides. Neither of us care about the mess.

Between my legs, daddy flicks the tip of my clit with his tongue and strokes a finger into my core. He works me until the very edge of an orgasm and then he slows. Ever so gently he turns me over and helps me climb on top of Samuel. Keeping me steady, Samuel watches as the milk he teased from my breasts drips to my belly.

"Oliver, she needs cleaning." Samuel feeds his fingers through mine and he locks our eyes together. "Watch him care for you, precious. Watch your husband." I do but Samuel isn't the unselfish hero he's playing to be. Between us, his thumb strokes over my clit and for every turn he makes, he forces hot juices to spill over his throbbing cock.

Between gasping breaths, I watch in awe as my husband leans over me and licks my belly clean. "Daddy, kiss me." I drive my fingers into his hair and pull his mouth to mine. He returns the favor, twining my hair around his fist. We're locked together, our tongues warring.

When we break apart Oliver shares my lips with his friend as he reaches between us and helps me take Samuel's swollen cock deep in my channel.

He's just as thick and long as my daddy and the way Samuel feels me has me moaning into the ocean breeze. But I don't feel complete yet. Not until…

"Daddy, please…" I beg, eager for every ounce of pleasure promised to me.

I place my hands on Samuel's hard pecs and lean forward offering my daddy everything I have to give.

His eyes darken, and I see the devilish intent glittering in those depths. "I'm coming for you, baby girl."

Oliver moves behind me and spreads me over the top of his friend. He gathers my juices, smears it over his shaft and then slowly enters me from behind. My husband feeds my ass his hard cock one torturous inch at a time.

"Uh!" I moan out and tense up. We've had anal sex, but it is nothing like this. Nothing so wholly consuming. Fire, hot and fast rips through me. I press back and finish taking the remaining inches. I gasp for air but Samuel isn't letting me have a moment to grow accustomed to either of them.

"Now it's time to feel, precious. Close your eyes and let your lovers pleasure you."

I obey wordlessly and together all three of us reach new heights of ecstasy.

Samuel sinks into my clenching pussy as Oliver slips from my ass. Together they push me toward the edge. Over and over again each of my lovers deliver on their promise to share their love of me—one as my husband and the other as a dear friend with an aching heart. He needs this as much as my Oliver does and I am happy to give them each what they want. Love is love and the love I have for each of them is special and unique to only them. I know this won't happen often or never again, but for right now a part of them is whole sharing me. I will cherish the fact they trust me with their hearts.

My head falls back. I meet their rhythm—pushing and pulling. My walls tighten around Samuel. His hands come over my hips and his grip is protective. I feel safe in his hold.

Behind me Oliver's hand settles above Samuel's. A look exchanges between them and as if silently connecting on another level, both men take all three of us to the heavens.

Hot ropes of release fill my ass and my pussy.

"Daddy!" I scream and pinch and tug at my nipples. Milk covers Samuel, his hands replace mine as Oliver's hand goes to my clit. He leans me back and with one hard slap against my clit I see the fucking galaxy.

"Yes!" I scream and buck against both men. They hold me tight and keep me on this planet as I surf the stars.

It takes a while before I come back into my body. Samuel lowers me to the bed and gathers me in his arms. Oliver comes to lie behind me and all three of us share a moment of love.

"Thank you," I tell them both.

Samuel smiles down at me and places a kiss on the tip of my nose. "Happy Valentine's, precious. I hope you liked your gift."

"Yes, happy Valentine's, baby girl." Oliver rolls me on my back and each of them takes a leg. "How long do we have before baby Samuel wakes up?" my husband asks.

Danger shines in Oliver's eyes as he lowers himself between my legs.

"At least an hour. Maybe more. Why?"

He dips his head and licks my freshly fucked pussy. He comes up, mouth covered in our mixed release and then…

"Mm." I groan into his mouth and taste Samuel's release mixed with mine.

"Are you still hungry, my jewel?"

"Yes, daddy."

Samuel licks and sucks my nipples until he has milk running again and my husband works me into another climax, proving he owns me heart, body and soul.

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