The next few weeks pass by in what can only be described as a hazy bubble of life with a newborn. The lack of sleep would be crippling if it weren’t for my guys taking turns rocking and holding Violet so that I can get some much-needed rest.
Violet takes to the breast in a big way, Mai exclaiming how well she’s doing when she comes to check us both over, assuring me that Violet spending hours at a time feeding is normal to start with as she encourages my milk to come in. When I’m still not convinced, she points out the full nappy bin—Kai had organised getting cloth nappies, citing that not only is it better for the environment, but also for Violet. When my milk does come in, my boobs become what Mai calls ‘porn star breasts,’ aka huge as fuck.
The guys, obviously, think that they’re great, Loki lamenting that Violet is the only one currently enjoying them, perving on my feeding sessions until Jax smacks him upside the head for sexualising something which is completely natural and beautiful. Loki sheepishly apologies, telling me it was only my breasts he’d ever accost, making me laugh, then cry because, well, hormones are still a thing.
We recover in Ash’s woodland house as I like to call it, and being surrounded by the forest in the late summer is perfect, the trees providing coolness to what might be oppressive heat. Kai takes Violet and I on walks in the late afternoon, carrying Violet in a stretchy baby wrap that he watched many YouTube videos to learn how to tie correctly. There’s something about him carrying her that makes me all hot and bothered, and I look forward to our daily walks more because of it.
The date of Julian’s and Chad’s trials fast approaches, and the night before I find myself waking up, Jax asleep on one side and Violet on the other. We put a wooden bedside guard on the bed, making sure that whichever side Violet is on, she can’t fall out. Sleeping with her in the bed, and feeding her lying down has saved my sanity because I often fall asleep with her happily sucking away, and sleep is precious at the moment.
Carefully getting out of the bed, I pop to the bathroom down the hall, not wanting to use the en-suite in case it wakes Violet up. As I leave the room, I hear the faint sound of a piano being played, a smile tilting my lips upward. I make my way down the corridor, pushing open the door to Ash’s music room to find Ash shirtless at the piano, Loki sitting not far away with his guitar on his lap. He’s also in a state of undress, wearing just sweatpants, his sling having been discarded even though he should still be wearing it. Men.
Jesus H Roosevelt Christ, how is a girl meant to function when they walk around topless?
Ash finishes up the song he was playing, an instrumental version of 7 Years, just as Loki looks up and catches my eye, giving me a panty-melting grin.
“My turn to play for you, Pretty Girl,” he tells me, and I remember back to the first night in the cabin when Ash called me from this very room and sang to me for the first time. “Why don’t you hop up onto the piano there, let Ash take care of you for a bit.”
I glance at Ash to find he’s turned to face me, his heated stare on me, taking in my sleep vest and knickers.
“Come here, Princess.”
Slowly, I walk further into the room, coming to a stop in between his splayed thighs, and his hands skim up mine, grabbing my arse and pulling me closer.
“I—” I start, biting my lower lip, unsure how to tell them what’s swirling around in my mind. I want them, am desperate for them; we haven’t had sex of any kind since Violet’s birth, all the guys allowing me to heal. But, although my body has now healed, it’s not the same as before. It’s soft and well, wobbly in places that were toned, and I’ve stretch marks all over my breasts from how big they’ve gotten. Not to mention the fissure of worry that it’ll hurt, or be painful. I did push a baby out of Her Vagisty, and I’m not sure she’s forgiven me yet.
“What is it, baby?” Loki asks, and I look over my shoulder at him, before looking back at Ash, then over his shoulder, not able to keep eye contact with either of them as I voice my worries.
“I’m not the same as I was before,” I haltingly tell them, and tears sting my eyes, fucking hormones. “I’m soft and wobbly and marked, and I’m scared that you won’t find me sexy.” I say the last part in a whisper, but I know by the way that Ash stiffens, he heard it.
“Look at me, Princess,” he demands, his voice unyielding as his hands tighten on my hips. I look down, swallowing hard and chewing my lip again. “You are more gorgeous now than you have ever been. This stunning body brought Violet into our lives, and continues to nourish her every fucking day.” He skims his palms up my sides, cupping my breasts and sending delicious tingles across my skin. “I will never not find you sexy as fuck, marks and all.”
Tears spill over onto my cheeks as a small laugh leaves my lips, and Ash stands up, his hand cupping my jaw to guide my lips to his.
“You will always be beautiful to us,” he whispers the words over my lips before closing the distance in a kiss that reaffirms everything that he’s just told me. He kisses me as though I am something to be savoured, something that he can’t believe he is allowed to touch.
He manoeuvres us so that my arse hits the side of the baby grand, his hands coming to the hem of my vest and tugging it upwards, breaking our kiss so that he can pull it over my head. Lowering his head, he kisses each new mark that covers my tits, and I gasp as his lips worship my new body.
Loki begins to strum his guitar, singing Thinking Out Loud by Boyce Avenue, and fresh tears fall as he holds my gaze. My attention is stolen again by Ash when he hooks his fingers in the side of my knickers and pulls them down my legs, encouraging me to step out of them.
I squeak as he lifts me under my thighs, hissing when my bum hits the cold surface of the piano lid as he sets me down on top of it. Placing a hand on my sternum, he gently pushes me down so that I’m lying back on the lid, my legs hanging over.
“I’m scared it’s going to hurt,” I blurt out, and he gives me a soft look, his long, inked-up fingers trailing down the centre of my breasts, over my soft stomach, to the apex of my thighs.
“I’ll make sure you’re too wet for it to hurt, Princess.”
Ash drops to his knees, and a low moan falls from my lips as his tongue licks my damp core.
“Still fucking delicious,” he murmurs, his hot breath over my lower lips making me shiver and my nipples peak.
He doesn’t say anything, just returns to my core, slinging my legs over his shoulders as he proceeds to eat my pussy like a man starved. His tongue explores every inch of my cunt, from my swollen clit to my opening, thrusting it inside my channel and licking me as if I’m a well that he’s desperate for a drink from. Lightning trails up and down my body, my breath coming out in quick pants and gasps as my orgasm approaches embarrassingly quickly.
“Ash–shit–Ash—” I moan, glancing over at Loki who’s still playing, his eyes burning into my skin as he watches us.
“That’s it, baby, come all over my face like the good girl I know you can be,” Ash commands, resuming his tongue fucking, and I can feel my body succumbing to his order, my legs shaking as my climax rips through me with a force that should shatter all the glass in the room.
I lose myself to it, to the pleasure that rolls me over and under until I’m floating, and Ash doesn’t stop, his tongue licking, his mouth sucking, and his teeth nipping until I’m begging him to stop, my hands clawing at the surface of his precious instrument.
Finally, he relents, and I crack my eyelids to watch him stand up, his erection pressed against the front of his sweats as he looks at me with a predatory gleam. His chin glistens with my release, and I watch, shivering as he swipes the back of his hand over it, just to lick my cum off like he can’t get enough. Loki has finished playing, the room quiet apart from my panted breaths.
“Perfect, Princess,” he praises, pushing his sweats down and palming his thick cock. “Loki, do you have a condom?”
“I got an IUD last week,” I say, my flushed cheeks heating. “Mai fitted it. I couldn’t stand the idea of anything being between us.”
Ash gives me a Loki-worthy smirk, stepping closer as he spits into his palm, Her Vagisty fluttering as he rubs it all over his cock to lubricate it.
“Are you ready for me, Princess?” he asks, his voice deep and husky.
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation.
“Good girl,” he replies, lining himself up to my slick opening and slowly pushing in. I wince at the slight sting, and he pauses. “Are you still good?”
“It’s a bit sore, I guess,” I murmur, and his brow wrinkles.
“Loki.”
I turn my head to watch Loki come swaggering up, Dusk Till Dawn by ZYAN and Sia playing softly over the room’s speakers.
“Yes, boss?” Loki gives Ash a shit-eating grin, and it makes me smile.
“Play with those tits you’ve been lusting after,” Ash orders, and my smile drops as Loki’s grows wider.
“Yes, sir.”
Loki’s eyes ravish my body, focusing on my huge tits that are leaking milk all down my sides. I can feel it pooling underneath me on the lid of the piano, and I flush, grimacing.
“You can blame this next part on my lack of being breastfed as a child,” Loki tells me, dipping his head and lapping up the spilled milk, his hot, wet tongue making my heated skin pebble and small moans escape from my lips.
“Fucking yum,” he says between groans, bending over me to give the other side attention. The more he sucks and licks at my breasts, the more milk leaks out, and I’m soon writhing and squirming.
“Fuck, that’s making her wet,” Ash growls out, and I gasp as he begins to push inside my heat, Loki distracting me from the slight discomfort. “Shit, Princess, that feels so fucking incredible.”
His fingers grip my hip hard, and then I feel his touch on my clit, my cry loud as he starts to play it as skillfully as he does the instrument we’re fucking on.
“Ash–oh god–Loki—” I gasp the words, my fingers tangling in Loki’s hair as his tongue swirls around my sensitive nipple, drinking the milk that’s flowing from me.
I get lost in a myriad of sensations; Ash’s thick cock thrusting in and out of my now drenched cunt, his fingers toying with my tight bud, and Loki lavishing his affection onto my breasts. A maelstrom begins swirling inside me, heating me up from the inside out and incoherent noises fall from my lips as they build me higher, bringing me closer to what is promising to be a mind-blowing climax.
“You’re so close, aren’t you, baby?” Loki asks, and I crack my lids to see him hovering over my nipple, his mouth wet and his pupils blown with lust.
“So fucking close,” I whimper, my whole body tingling with my impending release.
“Don’t worry, we got you,” he tells me, and I watch as he opens his mouth, lowers it over my stiff peak, and sucks. Hard.
I explode and implode all at once, my body going impossible rigid as my climax takes me in its thrall, electricity zinging out to all my limbs. Milk shoots out from my breasts, and I feel Loki drinking all that I give him, the thought prolonging my pleasure. My pussy clenches around Ash, dragging him down with me as he orgasms with a snarl, burying himself so deep inside me that it triggers a second wave of flutters in my core.
Suddenly Loki’s lips leave my nipple, and I open my closed lids to watch him gripping his dick, stripping it in a punishing rhythm. Seconds later, hot cum hits my body as he covers me in his seed, and that triggers a third orgasm, Ash groaning as my cunt grips him again, more wetness leaking out of me.
Loki raises his hand, his own cum glistening on his fingers, and brings them to my lips. Instinctively, I suck them into my mouth, licking his salty release off with a moan.
“Good girl,” he says in a breathy voice, withdrawing his fingers and leaning down and kissing me, his tongue invading my mouth.
My hands stay limp at my sides as I kiss him back, my whole body sated and relaxed. He pulls away, and I glance down my body to see Ash giving me one of his beautiful smiles that used to be so rare.
“You are everything we could ever want or need, Princess,” he tells me in a gruff voice, his own body loose. “Don’t ever fucking forget it.”
“I love you, all of you,” I tell them, gasping as Ash finally pulls out, and Loki helps me to sit up.
Ash wraps his arms around me, kissing my forehead and pulling me in close so that our sweaty bodies are pressed together.
“I love you too, Princess.”
Loki trails his fingers down my side, kissing my neck and cheek.
“I fucking love you, Lilly.”
“Should you guys still call me that, you know, given my new name?” I ask, and they pull back to look at me, considering looks on their faces.
“You’ll always be Lilly to us,” Ash states, running his palm down the side of my face. “And we can always say it’s your nickname.”
“Although,” Loki starts, and when I look at him he has a shit-stirring grin on his lips so I know that whatever will come next may earn him a black eye or two. “Technically, she is now free to marry whoever she wants, given that your wife died.”
Ash growls, and it’s only my arms still wrapped around his waist that stops him from lunging at the trickster.
“Only if I get to marry all of you,” I blurt, realising how right that feels as the words leave my mouth.
Both pause, barely even breathing as they look at me, a mixture of consideration and hunger on their faces. Before anyone can say another word, the sound of Violet crying, then Jax’s deep, soothing voice can be heard down the hall.
“She probably wants feeding,” I tell them, the sound of her cries hitting me hard in the chest. Ash steps away immediately, he knows how a sense of panic washes over me when she’s upset, and he helps me down off the piano and Loki pulls up his sweats and grabs my PJs.
“Go get cleaned up, Jax can soothe her for a minute,” Ash tells me gently, pulling his own sweats up and intertwining our fingers, leading me from the room as Loki follows.
We walk into the big bedroom to find Jax rocking Violet in his huge arms, wearing only boxer briefs, and the sight stuns me for a moment before Ash gives a chuckle and pushes me into the bathroom.
“Clean up first, fuck him later,” Loki says with a quiet laugh, and Jax looks up with a smirk, his blue eyes heating as he takes in my nudity and freshly fucked appearance.
Kai walks in then, carrying a tray of freshly baked cookies and a thermos of mint tea that I know will be the exact right temperature to drink straight away. I place a kiss on his cheek, his own eyes growing warm.
“You look stunning, sweetheart,” he murmurs in my ear, and I shake my head with a giggle.
Reluctantly, I head to the bathroom, turning around as I reach the door to see all four of them cooing over the small baby in Jax’s arms, and my heart feels so full it might just burst out of my chest.
