“Please, I need you!”
“I don’t know, papi. Has she begged enough?”
“Not yet.” Jasper smiled as she moaned again and tried to coax him into picking up the pace. Not only didn’t he oblige her, he stopped and leaned over to suck Goyo’s cock, which had grown hard as he watched them together.
“Oh, now that’s nice,” Goyo said with a content sigh. “You just wait until my ribs feel better. Then either one of you better bend over in front of me.”
“What about me?” Callie whined as she tried to make Jasper start moving again.
Jasper lifted his head for just a moment. “Well, as you said, he does pitiful well. I just felt so danged sorry for him laying there and lonely.”
Both men laughed at her aggravation, but Jasper went back to licking and sucking on Goyo’s cock. It seemed Goyo took a little pity on her and reached between her and Jasper. His fingers unerringly found her swollen clit and started rubbing it, bringing happy moans from her this time.
“Let’s see who can come first, mami,” he breathlessly challenged.
Jasper nearly lost control as he felt her slick muscles grabbing him. Goyo took great pleasure in knowing her body as well as he knew Jasper’s, and it wasn’t long before he felt the tell-tale signs of her own release starting.
“That’s it, mami,” Goyo urged. “Give it to us.” From the sound of Goyo’s voice and the way his cock hardened, Jasper knew Goyo wasn’t far behind her. As she let loose with a sweet cry Goyo swallowed in a kiss, Goyo’s cock exploded in Jasper’s mouth. Only then did he start moving again, wanting to catch up with them as his cock throbbed inside her, hard and needing relief more than ever.
He sat up and grabbed her hips, thrusting as hard and fast as he dared until his balls bunched up tight and his seed exploded into her.
He caught his weight on his arms before he collapsed on either of them. She held him, a beautiful, content smile on her face, matched only by the content smile Goyo also wore.
“I love you,” Jasper whispered, kissing her and then Goyo.
“I love you, too.” She kissed him, then Goyo. “I love both of you so much. Nothing could ever make me stop loving you.”
* * * *
“I hate you!” Callie screamed as sweat streamed from her brow. “Both of you!” She glared at Jasper and Goyo. “I’m going to kill both of you when I can finally walk again—” Her rant devolved into an agonized scream that made both men winced.
Jasper looked at Goyo, who stood leaning against the wall on the other side of the room, his arms crossed over his chest. Fortunately, the doctor appeared to be too distracted with his feisty and temperamental patient to wonder about her insistence that both men stay with her.
“You were right, papi,” Goyo said, looking as distressed as Jasper felt. Her labor had started in the middle of the night. Now, almost twelve hours later, each contraction brought a new bought of tearful screams and rants. “She does not sound very happy.”
“I’m gonna string you both up by your balls!” she cried out. “I’m gonna tie you both up and geld you like we do with the herd!”
Jasper wiped her brow with a damp cloth. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re doing great—”
“Fuck you, Jasper Collins!” she screamed. When Goyo laughed again, she glared at him. “And fuck you, too, Gregorio Valdes!”
The doctor looked up from where he sat between her legs. “I need you to take a deep breath with the next contraction and push real hard, Callie. You’re doing great.”
She burst into tears. “No, I’m done. I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m too tired.” She looked up at Jasper. “I’m done. Make it stop. Please, make it stop!”
He held her hand. “Honey, you can’t stop. You’re having a baby.”
She looked over at Goyo, reaching for him. He walked over, and she grabbed him with what looked like the same painful death grip she held Jasper’s hand. “You love me, don’t you? You make it stop.”
He winked at Jasper before leaning in to kiss her brow. “Mami, you’re almost done. Just a little more. Listen to the doctor.”
They didn’t have long to wait. When the next contraction came, the two men could barely hear the doctor telling her to push over her screams until she fell back on the bed with an almost relieved cry.
“Very good!” A tiny wail reached their ears. “Jasper, come hold your daughter for me while I cut the cord.”
Callie started crying, this time in relief as Goyo leaned in to comfort her. “You did it, sweetheart. A little girl!”
Then a moment later, she cried out again. “Ow! Make it stop!”
The men looked at the doctor, who laughed. “One more time, Callie. Looks like you’ve got twins!”
“What?” all three exclaimed, but Callie started screaming again. With Jasper’s arms full of squirming, gory baby, Goyo was forced to face the brunt of Callie’s pain alone as she clamped down on his hand while she pushed. A moment later, another tiny cry filled the room.
“Goyo, come here and help me out.” The doctor quickly wrapped a blanket around the second baby. Stunned, he held out his arms and received the crying infant while the doctor tied off and cut the cord before returning his attention to Callie.
After an hour, with the babies cleaned up and Callie’s sanity restored, she sat up in the bed as the men flanked her and they stared at their twins. A blue-eyed girl with a thick shock of jet black hair, and a brown-haired boy with sweet, brown eyes.
The doctor finished cleaning up and packing his gear. “I’ll send Miz Gentry over to help y’all out as a midwife.”
Jasper, still stunned, shook his head. “No,” he whispered, “we’ll do just fine.” He’d briefly mentioned to the doctor he’d had two children with Mary.
The doc stared at them for a minute before laughing. “Well, congratulations, you three.” He winked at Jasper. “I’ll come back tomorrow to check on them, and we can fill out the birth certificates then. I’ll let myself out.”
Goyo finally looked up at Jasper. “You think he’ll keep his mouth shut?”
“Yeah. He’s a good man.” He felt the prickle of tears, not the first time that had happened since the babies arrived. “They’re beautiful, Callie.”
She kissed him, then Goyo. “I’m sorry I said I hated you two. I don’t hate you. I love you.”
Goyo laughed. “Does that mean our cojones are safe, mami?”
“Until the next time you two do this to me.” Their son wrapped his hand around her finger. “What was your abuela’s name?”
“Beatriz.”
“I like that,” Jasper said. “Beatriz. It’s pretty.”
“What was your mother’s name, Goyo?” she asked.
“Liesa.”
Jasper smiled. “Beatriz Liesa. It’s beautiful.”
“What about you, papi?” Goyo asked. “How about Jasper Junior?” He smiled widely.
Jasper shook his head. “No.” He looked into Goyo’s eyes. “His name’s Gregorio. We can call him Greg.”
“Papi, that’s sweet, but—”
“Gregorio Michael,” Callie softly said. “After my daddy.”
Goyo apparently sensed he wouldn’t win this battle. He leaned in and kissed her forehead, then kissed Jasper. “How about Gregory Michael, mami. That’s not much different.”
After a long moment, she finally nodded. “Okay. Gregory Michael.”
The three of them lay there, Callie nestled between the men, and watched the babies sleep as the sun dropped lower in the skies out in the Gulf west of Sarasota, casting deep, green shadows over their steamy little slice of Heaven.
THE END
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