I nod eagerly, making grabbing motions to get him to come closer.
He does, stepping right up to the bed and getting a handful of my hair so he can drag me down to his cock. I can smell his arousal, and it goes right through me, making me grind down harder on Cash’s tongue and buck back on Lincoln’s fingers.
Everett presses into my mouth, splitting my jaw wide open with the thickness of his cock. I bob on it, taking him as deep as I can and working him with my hand for the rest. He lets me dowhat I want for a while, watching as I suck him down and moan around him.
But then a switch flips, and he’s fucking into my mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat. I gag a bit, but rally quickly, opening my mouth wider to let him have his fill.
Cash and Lincoln double their efforts, and I end up writhing between them, choking on Everett’s cock as my body tightens, giving over to the pleasure that’s become insistent now. It’s all so good, having them like this, and when I come, it’s with a muffled cry that still sounds loud in the bedroom.
I pull off of Everett’s cock to gasp for breath, my eyes clouded with the haze of want. “I need more,” I tell them. “Please, I want all of you. I need more. I want to feel you all at the same time.”
“Fuck,” Lincoln curses. “You know we can’t say no to that.”
His cock is so hard it’s practically dripping, and Cash isn’t much different. They lift me off of Cash and he and Lincoln switch places so I can sit astride Lincoln’s dick. He pushes into me hard and fast, making my breath catch as he bottoms out.
Cash steps up to one side of me, his cock bobbing and leaking from the tip. I wrap my hand around it, listening to the sounds he makes as I stroke him with the same tempo that Lincoln is fucking me.
Everett slides back into my mouth, and it’s like completing the cycle. Having all of them like this is bliss, and I ride it out, leaning into every thrust, pulling noises from them and making my own around the cock in my mouth.
It’s perfect, and when I start to feel my pussy throbbing with my oncoming orgasm, I let it wash over me, shaking from the sheer amount of pleasure. All three of them come one right after the other, filling me and splashing me with their cum, making me feel even more theirs than I already do.
We collapse together on the bed once everyone’s knots have gone down and we’re all worn out. I try to catch my breath, sated and content, curled up between the three of them.
My eyes flutter closed, but then snap back open a second later when I feel a sudden wave of nausea. I sit up with a frown, and then have just enough time to slap a hand over my mouth and bolt for the bathroom.
“Harper?” I hear Everett say, and then the sound of the three of them getting up from the bed to come check on me.
I drop to my knees in front of the toilet and throw up violently, gagging and shuddering but not with pleasure this time.
“Shit,” Cash says. He comes over and gathers my hair up, holding it back from my face. Everett rubs my back in soothing circles, and Lincoln disappears back into the bedroom and comes back with a glass of water so I can wash my mouth out.
I throw up again, emptying out the contents of my stomach and then sit back, panting. My face feels sweaty, but the cool tile of the bathroom floor feels good as I sit back and lean against the wall.
“Are you okay?” Cash asks, frowning at me.
“I think so? I don’t know what happened, I was fine and then all of a sudden I was about to puke.”
“Something you ate maybe?” Lincoln suggests.
Everett snorts. “Don’t let Dolly hear you say that.”
I shake my head. “No, if it was that, it wouldn’t have taken so long for me to feel sick. And you guys and Cora would have felt it too, right?”
They nod, agreeing with me on that. “Hopefully you didn’t pick up a stomach bug or something.”
Lincoln feels my face with the back of his hand, frowning thoughtfully. “You feel a little warm, but that’s probably from the sex and the puking.”
Other than the nausea, I don’t feel off really, and I tell them so. And then I start thinking about how I’ve felt lately and something hits me.
There are a lot of reasons for sudden nausea, but only one seems to fit. The timing is right, and my breasts have been extra full and sensitive lately. I thought it was because of my period, but I realize I can’t remember the last time I got it.
“Your scent has been different lately,” Everett murmurs, and then he stops and snaps his head up to look at me.
Cash’s eyes widen at the same time, and he and Lincoln exchange a look. “You don’t think…” Cash trails off.
“It would explain the nausea and the change in her scent,” Lincoln says slowly.
“And I don’t remember the last time I got my period. It definitely wasn’t this month or last month. I think… I’m pretty sure I’m pregnant.”