“Bunny, you are pregnant.”“We don't want to hurt the baby.”“You need your rest.”“We will only end up causing more harm than good to your body.”“If you are not concerned about your health, we are.”“We need you healthy enough to stay with us for eternity.”“We can't do what you asked us to.”And that was how we spent the first two months with them telling me what I was to do and what not to do. It had gotten to the point that I always knew their response each time I sought to join them in bed. What was worse? They closed off their playroom and locked the door, so I wouldn't be able to get into it with my tricks. I tried to get them to do what I wanted, but they wouldn't agree to it. But that was far from my problem. They prevented me from going to work, and I only met Chris once, and that was a month ago, when I threatened to run away from home should they not let me see my best friend. After that, I had only communicated with her through the phone. Oddly enough, it felt like the
“Which do you want?” He made it sound like he didn't know what it was, acting all innocent with me.“You know it, don't you?” I focused on Fred, knowing he was more likely to give in to my advances than Blue, who was constantly acting like he was a soldier in his first life. Seducing him always proved to be more difficult than doing the same for Fred. Which was why I went to the easiest target. Gulping, Fred tried to remove my palm from his chest. “Which genre do you feel like watching?”“I'm not in the mood for that,” I leaned in to whisper, smirking when his breath hitched in his throat. “There's something else I want.” “Which we are not ready to give,” Blue deadpanned, sounding like he wanted to rip me away from Fred. “Why? I'm ready for you, and you know that.” I trailed my fingers down Fred's chest, feeling the muscle bulging with each touch. “Bunny.” Fred caught my hand before it could go down. “You need to restrain yourself. You are —”“Pregnant?” I removed the note from t
With my legs wide, Blue placed a knee between my thighs to keep them like that as his left hand climbed its way up my inner thigh and brushed against my soaked core.Rippling shivers went through my body at his touch. My pussy clenched as I gulped in the air, trying to keep my moans moderate.Fred's hot breath on my neck turned me on, as his fingers continued their ghostlike stroll around my body until they got to my nipples. He didn't touch me. Just knowing how fingers were there was enough to drive me mad and let's not forget Blue, who had a mission to send me down the abyss of lust and pleasure. “You are fucking wet, Bunny, and I fucking love it,” he growled, gently stroking his finger up and down my slit, over and over until my panties and his finger were soaked.I moaned shamelessly as I ground into his hand. I wanted more from him. He was driving me crazy tonight, and he knew that. His touch was fire, one that threatened to engulf me in flames as he continued to stroke my pussy
FREDThe moment Blue got out of bed, and I replaced him, our Bunny peered back at me with a pleading expression on her face as she said, “Please don't fuck me like Blue did.”“What?” I cocked my head to the side, while Blue looked like she had just kicked him with her statement. “I enjoyed it. I swear to God, I did. It was intense and felt like he wished to strip me bare with his gaze, but I don't want soft fuck.” She bit her lower lip, peering at me with a shy smile. “I want to be fucked hard. Not that hard since I'm pregnant. I just need to feel you.”“Does that mean you didn't feel me?” Blue whispered, sounding like he needed to punch something. Not our Bunny, though. “I did.” Beaming, she reached out to him. “You were only soft with me. I wanted the hard Blue. The one who never thought of anything but his pleasure.”“I didn't want to hurt you,” he mumbled, his shoulders dropping as he turned his back to her. “I was only being soft on you because of the baby.”“I know.” Smiling,
BLUEWho would have guessed self-restraint was a difficult thing to master? Watching them going at it was one thing I never thought would test my control, but it did. With the wet towel, I cleaned our Bunny up carefully, while Fred watched me with a knowing smirk, his gaze travelling towards my cock. I was still aroused and knew I would have to wank my meat to calm it down. Which I would have to do after I had taken care of our Bunny. 'Stop staring,' I hissed at him when I realized he was still looking at me with that mocking gaze. “Why? It's not like I'm the one that made you stand.” Smirking, he got up from the bed and carried the bowl. “I will have my bath before you two,” he announced as he walked over to the bathroom, giving me a knowing look. “Bastard!” I cursed under my breath as I watched him, pissed. “Do you want me to help you with that?”The shy question brought me back from the path my thoughts were going towards. Blinking, I focused on our Bunny, who was now kneelin
I stood in front of the imposing house as shivers went through my spine. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to take the job others discarded because of how impossible it was to bag an interview.The Christophos brothers had been a myth for close to ten years now. They were the richest men in the entire country, yet no one had ever seen them. There had been major debates about their reasons for seclusion.Their family had been existing for centuries, but it wasn’t until ten years ago that a journalist discovered the brothers.Though she didn’t get any info on them, she got a backshot of the brothers. For ten years, different journalists had tried to do the impossible by asking for an interview with them, but they had never responded.Note how shocked I was when they replied to my message and set a date for the first meeting.Everyone thought it was a scam when I showed it to them, but there I was, to show them that this young journalist was capable. I became what I am toda
I stared around, still looking for the owners of the voices. My legs continued to shake, and my breath came out in gasps, scared to my bones at the thought of what was going to happen to me here. Who the hell owned the voices? Why are they still hiding? Playing games with me?“Come forward, Miss Cold.”The moment the gruff voice came once more, a door by my right opened, scaring the hell out of me.I heard a scream, which I later realized was mine. My heart almost leapt out of my chest from how scared I was.“Step in,” the smooth melted chocolate type of voice ordered. And like the first time, I found my legs going towards the door without knowing what the hell was happening to me.The odd thing was I couldn’t stop my legs from moving. It was as if something was propelling me to go forward.I gulped, scared to my bones the moment I stepped into the room, but the fear dissipated at the sight in front of me. I don’t know what I hoped, but it wasn’t this.The room was beautiful, with sof
For two days, my mind was plagued with the meeting I had with the Christophos brothers. I couldn’t shake off their words, no matter how hard I tried. It was as if they used their claws on me, wrapping me around with chains, making it difficult for me to think about anything else but their proposal.“You seem absent-minded, Bella. Tell me, what’s wrong?” Chris asked as she sat opposite me. Her lovely golden hair shone as the morning light hit it at a perfect angle, making her look so ethereal it made me jealous.It was no secret that she was the most beautiful woman in this firm. Almost all the men had a crush on her. And those who didn’t were gay.“Nothing,” I smiled at her, taking in her emerald gown, which seemed to bring out the beauty of her hazel eyes. “I love your dress,” I commented, loving the way it hugged her body.“Thanks. I got it on a trip to Paris. Good God, girl, you need to see the Eiffel Tower!” she gushed.“Is it as beautiful as the picture?” I raised a brow, eager f