by Diane Leyne
Ginger did her best to nod as he came just as strongly as he had the first time, and rope after rope of cum shot straight down her throat. When he finally finished and pulled out, it was Nate’s turn. He increased his pace, riding her hard until he let loose inside her ass.
And then finally it was Ben’s turn. Once Nate pulled out, Ben held her close and rolled. Then he reached down to pull her legs up over his shoulders so he could press his cock as deeply as possible in her pussy.
Ginger groaned as she felt Nate and Sully take up positions on either side of her, stroking their cocks back to hardness as they watched their brother pounding into her.
* * * *
Ginger lay back, so absolutely, totally sated that she wouldn’t want sex again for a week, maybe longer. She yawned and snuggled closer to the two men who pressed against her, Sully on the right and Nate on the other side, each gripping a breast. Not to be left out, Ben lay between her legs, his head resting on her stomach.
She sighed with contentment and ruffled Ben’s hair. She felt their cocks growing hard again, pressing against her.
“You guys are insatiable.”
“Around you, always and forever!”
“Enjoy it for the next nine months.”
“What happens then?”
“I don’t know how I know, but I do.” She pushed Ben up, and he took to his knees, looking down at her as she rubbed her stomach. “Nine months from now, we’re going to be parents, and I can’t imagine what a cub born of two Alphas will be like. A handful I imagine.”
“You’re pregnant?” Ben sounded pleased.
“We knocked you up already?” Nate’s voice was joyous as he rested his hand on her still flat stomach.
“You’re having baby?” Sully sounded like he wasn’t quite taking in what she was saying.
“Babies.”
Sully sat up abruptly, and Ginger wanted to laugh at the expression on his face. Her big, strong Alpha reduced to a quivering bundle of terror.
“Babies?” His normally deep voice had risen two octaves. “But what if I’m not ready to be a father?”
“Ready or not, you have nine months to prepare.” Ginger couldn’t keep the annoyance out of her voice. “You stare down criminals. What’s so scary about babies, ya big furry wuss?”
“Twins? You’re having twins?”
“Nope.” She saw Sully sag with relief.
“Oh, thank goodness. You had me going for a while.”
“Oh, Sully, you misunderstand. It’s not twins. I’m pretty sure there are triplets in there, just waiting to meet their dads. And, just so you can all be prepared, I’m expecting each and every one of you to be in the delivery room with me. You got me knocked up. You are all going to be a part of the delivery.”
She laughed as her big, tough Alpha turned pale and then his eyes rolled up and he slowly sat slid to the ground, his brothers easing his way down until he was lying flat on his back. Sully had faced down a killer, but the thought of childbirth left him weak in the knees. It was a good thing that the female of the species delivered the children or the shifters would have gone extinct centuries ago.
She looked over at Ben and Nate. They both looked a little pale as they fanned their brother, but they smiled gamely at their Mate as she sat up and placed a hand on her stomach. She was surrounded by wolves, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. She just hoped that they could cope with morning sickness and pregnancy hormone mood swings. She smiled at them, and they tentatively smiled back.
“Suddenly I’m craving pickles and ice cream. Why don’t one of you help me with Sully and the other pop over to the general store?”
She watched with amusement as both Ben and Nate jumped up and took off at a run, leaving her to deal with their fallen Alpha. Getting to her feet, she got dressed and then picked up Sully’s T-shirt and dunked it into the water. Walking back, she squeezed it over his face until he woke up sputtering.
“Time to get dressed and head home, Sully. I have a feeling that Nate and Ben are coming home with three different types of pickles and a dozen ice cream flavors.”
“Huh?”
“Just get dressed and come with me.”
He did and walked behind her as they walked home. He didn’t speak until they were walking up the front lawn. Ginger was starting to get worried. She stopped, looking up at the house. She felt Sully behind her, come up close, and wrap his arms around her, pulling her back against him, his big hands on her stomach and his chin resting on her shoulder.
“Triplets, huh?”
“You’re not going to pass out in the delivery room, are you? I’ll never live it down if you do.”
“I really have to be there?”
“Yup. I’ll be expecting each of you to take delivery of your daughters.”
“Daughters?”
Ginger sighed and turned around just in time to catch Sully as his knees buckled again. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the thought of being in the delivery room or having three daughters, but her big bad Alpha had been brought to his knees. She sighed. It was going to be a long nine months.
THE END
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Diane grew up in a small town in Nova Scotia but spent most of her life in Toronto. In addition to reading all genres of books, Diane enjoys travel and photography and hearing from her readers.
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