To Sin So Sweet

TO SIN SO SWEET

Lukas

T he sting of the needle is a familiar balm to my soul as it stabs the ink into my skin. Fast, intricate lines carve my daughter's name around the rose I had made for my mother. We all agreed to name our baby after my mother's favorite flower. A perfect tribute to her memory.

Rose is just over a month old, and yet she has every bit of Skye's spunk. The moment that little rugrat wrapped her tiny hand around my finger, I was a goner.

"What are you doing now?" Skye asks. Rose is tucked tight against her chest, swaddled in her favorite watermelon-patterned blankie. Nothing but her dark tuft of hair and tiny toes peeking out are visible.

I raise my hand, showing her my work. "Oh, Lukas. It's beautiful." Her beautiful blue eyes mist over, and I set the tattoo gun off to the side.

"Come here."

I pull her toward me, and she sits easily on my lap, resting her head against mine. We're both exhausted, taking shifts with Rose throughout the night.

My lips rest gently against Skye's forehead as she trails her free hand just under the design, careful not to touch the still-tender spot. This right here, just me and my girls, fills me with so much love I didn't even know was possible.

"Guess what?"

"Hmm?"

"The doctor gave me the all-clear today."

My eyebrows raise as a smirk graces my lips. "Is that right?" I trail a hand up her thigh only to have Rose interrupt our moment with a loud, piercing cry.

"Time for dinner, huh, little one?" Skye coos, standing up and heading out the door. I watch them both go and pick up where I left off.

After a round of baths, we finally get Rose all tucked in and set the monitor on so we can hear her when she needs us.

We sneak off into our room, where Graham is discarding his work outfit.

"You would not believe the day I had at the restaurant. These five big shots ordered out the entire place, and kept sending back the food, saying there was a problem with my sauce. I told them my sauce was perfect, and they're the ones who have the problem. They didn't like that and told me that I was lucky even to have their business."

I watch him shamelessly as he undresses, hands on my hips and bottom lip tucked behind my teeth. "Were you holding your spatula when you told them off?" Skye asks, sinking down into our extra-large bed, looking every bit the goddess that she is.

Graham glares at her, and I laugh, going over to give him a kiss, cupping his cock. "Welcome home, big guy." He melts into me, and I nip at his bottom lip.

"When does Sloan get back?"

"Not until Thursday. He's heading up the whole Yoga retreat this time."

Fuck, I'm so proud of where we all ended up. Graham, with his restaurant, me with my Tattoo Studio, Sloan with his Yoga Studio, and Skye's taking the art world by storm with her portraits. Just yesterday, she hit 3 million followers on her TikTok after posting a video of her painting with Rose strapped to her chest.

"So, about that ‘all-clear'…?" Skye says, wiggling her eyebrows up and down while removing her shirt. Fuck she's so gorgeous.

Pregnancy only made her already beautiful body even more stunning.

"What all clear?" Graham asks, licking his lips, unable to stare at anything but our wife's engorged nipples. I don't fucking blame him. My cock jumps to attention, needing her sweet cunt after waiting for the doctor's approval. I'd do anything for Skye, even if that meant waiting longer.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I ask, not wanting to hurt or rush her into anything she's not ready for.

"Fuck, yes. Please. I've been dying over here."

I chuckle, "Then your wish is our command."

Graham and I both dive onto her. Him to her nipple and me to her luscious lips. We kiss with an insatiable hunger. Her tongue dipping into my mouth with a sigh as I work her underwear down.

"Fuck, baby, you're soaked." I rub my fingers against her swollen clit. "Is this good?"

"Fuck, yes, I need more."

I glance at Graham, and he nods. His hand joins mine, and we work her over in tandem, both pressing our fingers into her, curling the tips in the same rhythm. After all these years together, we know what our girl likes.

As Graham works Skye's nipple, both breasts begin to leak.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry." She says, trying to cover herself up. I grab hold of her wrist.

"Don't ever apologize for that, sweetheart. It's fucking beautiful." I lick the trail of milk off her supple breast. "And it tastes so fucking sweet."

"Sloan's going to be so pissed he missed this."

"I'll make it up to him." She whispers, eyebrows pulled together as she gasps.

I press another kiss to her perfect mouth and let her free my cock. She works over every inch, rubbing her thumb down the tip, catching a bead of my precum.

"Are you ready for us, bella?" Graham asks with a desire that mirrors my own.

Skye nods, and Graham yanks her over to him. She hovers over his cock, and I run to the nightstand and grab the lube.

I can't wait to feel her ass on my cock.

Skye

These men of mine know just how to make me scream in the best way. I'm slammed down onto Graham's cock and immediately cry out in pleasure.

"Shhh, you'll wake Rose." Lukas chides, coming up behind me.

"I can't help it. I missed this so much. Everything feels more sensitive."

As a cool drop of liquid slides down my back and into my crack, I relax into Lukas's firm grip letting him press the tip of his dick into my hole.

Breathing through the pressure, I can feel every inch of Lukas's cock sliding in, piercing by piercing, until he's fully seated. Stretching me while Graham holds still. Waiting until I'm completely and utterly full.

The sensation is overwhelming.

It's been so long since we've been able to be together. And a part of me was truly terrified it would be different after giving birth. That they wouldn't want me in the same way. But how they're looking at me right now with the same affection, the same desire, and love, quiets those insecurities immediately.

"Look at how well you take us," Lukas says, rubbing his hand down my spine. When he gets to my ass, he swats it hard, making me jump. "Now, fuck these cocks of yours, princess."

I don't need to be told twice.

Moving together in a well-perfected dance, we bring each other pleasure. Me rocking onto Graham's dick while Lukas takes me from behind. Their cocks rub together inside of me, feeling each other while they fuck me. They set a punishing pace, and every inch of my body feels electric. But I can't help but think of Sloan and how much I wish he were here right now.

"Fuck, you're stunning," Graham exclaims, watching as my breasts drip milk onto us. He licks my skin, lapping up a mixture of sweat and breast milk. My nails dig into his chest, leaving behind raised red marks on his skin. I love to see it. Branding him as mine. Letting him know how good he makes me feel. They both do.

A crackling noise comes from the baby monitor and we still—all three of us listening as Rose makes a cooing noise, then silence.

"I think we're good," Lukas whispers as if he's afraid Rose will hear him. We start back up. This time, slowly.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Sloan's voice comes from the doorway. We crane our necks, seeing his stunned face.

"Hey, man," Lukas says, not stopping this time. I can tell he's close.

"Hey, baby," I smile at him while he watches his two best friends fuck me. "What are you doing home so early?"

He just shakes his head with a slow, sensual smile and strips down, closing the door quietly behind him. "I got someone to cover for me. I missed everyone too much."

"Well, come over here so I can give you a proper welcome home." He smirks, cock at full attention, and damn does he look good. His skin looks tanner than the last time he was home, probably from all that sunrise yoga he was doing over the last week.

He plants a kiss on my lips, leaning between Graham and myself, but Graham doesn't mind. They all love to share me.

My mates.

Now that we're all together, I finally feel complete.

Sloan's cock fits perfectly in my mouth as I lean over to suck him off.

"Fuck, what a welcome home that is." He practically growls, grabbing my hair with his fist. His nails dig into my scalp, and it hurts so good. I feel tears welling up in my eyes from the sting.

At this angle, I can only get halfway down his cock, so I pay extra attention to his sensitive tip. Swirling my tongue along the ridge, I work my hips down onto Graham's cock while Lukas continues to take me from behind.

Fuck, these men fill me up so good.

"Oh god, I'm going to come." Graham groans.

"Let me take it," Lukas begs. I happily oblige, getting off and sitting back on my knees to watch as he dips down to take Graham's cock in his mouth.

Graham thrusts deep, but Lukas takes it with ease, opening his throat up for him until Graham groans. The two of them keep eye contact as Graham shoots his load down Lukas's throat.

"That's so fucking hot," I say, licking my lips, still swollen from sucking Sloan's cock.

"Don't think I'm done with you yet, princess," Sloan warns, walking over to me with a dangerous glint in his deep brown eyes.

I smirk up at him. "Do your worst."

"Oh, baby, no. I'm going to give you my absolute best."

Before I know what's happening, he yanks me by my ankles and lines me up at the edge of the bed, legs up in the air, being held tight by his large hands. I'm dangerously close to falling off, but I know he won't let that happen. Instead, I let myself dangle as he teases my clit with the head of his cock that's still wet with my spit. I'm vaguely aware of Lukas and Graham cleaning each other off but still keeping an eye on me, enjoying the view of Sloan about to ravage me. Every perfect muscle of his is on display.

"You ready for me?" His eyes lock with mine as I nod. I love how all my men have been checking in with me, making sure I'm okay and ready for them since I'm still only six weeks out from giving birth.

He slides in slowly, head tilting back so I can see the outline of his Adam's apple. "Fuck, that feels so good every time."

My teeth dig into my bottom lip as I roll my hips matching Sloan's rhythm. His fingers dig into my calf, having slid down from my ankles. At this angle, I can feel him hitting me so deep inside over and over.

"Oh, fuck. I'm so close."

"That's right, baby. Come on my cock." Sloan demands, letting go of one of my legs and slapping me right on my clit. The sensation breaks me, and I come hard on him, squirting as warmth coats my core. I feel his release hit deep inside me, and my toes curl on instinct. Pleasure erupts down my spine for a second time. My orgasm turning into two.

Breathless, I feel as if I'm returning to my body while Sloan gently moves me back into bed. I'm spent but in the best way. I could easily fall asleep like this, but the mess coating my chest begs for me to get cleaned up.

"Here, I brought you a washcloth." Graham takes care to help me clean up, and I welcome it. Tiredness chases me, and I'm almost passed out when Rose's distinct cry crackles through the monitor.

"I'll get her." Lukas offers, pulling on his sweatpants and leaving the three of us to finish cleaning up.

Just the sound of Rose crying has my breasts filling back up with milk.

It doesn't take long before Lukas is back in the room, cradling a fussy Rose. The sight of his freshly tattooed hand with our daughter's name etched into his skin melts my heart.

"Someone is mad that my nipples don't work like Mommies." He says, grinning down at her tiny wiggling form.

"You do have some useless nipples." Graham retorts.

"Hey. They're perfect just the way they are." Lukas quips back in a mock, offended tone.

I just smile at their antics, filled with happiness that this is my life.

"Give her to me," I say, propping myself up.

Graham hands me some pillows to help me position myself a little easier as Lukas leans down to give me Rose.

She latches easily, immediately calming down.

I trace her chubby red cheek, smiling down at the precious gift cradled in my arms.

"Are we meeting up with Salem this weekend for Rose's party?" Sloan asks, getting himself ready for bed.

"That's the plan."

"Do you think Hades will be there?"

"He said he'd be there."

The subject of my biological father will always be a touchy one, but at least he's making an effort to be in Salem's and my lives. His wanting to meet Rose is a step in the right direction, but I don't want to get my hopes up.

Rose soothes herself back to sleep on my breast, and I'm not far behind. My body is spent between the exhaustion of a newborn and being lavished by the men who love me. But no matter how tired I feel, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

"Goodnight, princess," I whisper, making sure to tuck her back into her own bed. I'm terrified of accidentally falling asleep with her in my arms. Before I leave, I make sure the monitor is still on and that I can see her little chest rising and falling with each breath.

It's an alarming kind of love, motherhood. No matter how much I prepared myself for it with books, videos, and classes, the reality of it is so much more than I ever could have anticipated. As soon as she was placed in my arms, I knew that I would protect her with everything in me. And her dads would do the same.

Gods help whoever's brave enough to fall in love with Rose when she's older. They're going to need it.

Tiptoeing back into my room, I hear the guys whispering amongst each other.

"That's not the right pillow. It's this one."

"You don't know what you're talking about. She needs the long one here and the U-shaped one over here."

I shake my head and step through the threshold, watching them shake my pillows at each other. Some things never change.

They finally notice me and stop their bickering.

"Hey babe, we were just…" Lukas starts and then stops.

I raise my eyebrows and cross my arms over my chest, waiting for him to continue. "Just what?"

He licks his lips, eyeing me. "Oh, no. No way. I am all sexed out tonight, thank you very much. But you can help me in the shower?"

All three of them scramble over each other to get to me, and I end up being hoisted into the air by Graham. Carried off to the bathroom like a queen.

Now, this is what I call happiness.