SARAH I reach for the sleek, flower-shaped vibrator, eyes fixed on its soft petals, promising the kind of suction that makes my toes curl. I can already feel the vibrations rushing down my body. Fuck, I think, my clit pulsing at the sight. I’m so horny all the time now. It must be my pregnancy making every nerve ending scream for attention. I shouldn’t… but I need it. And I have to take care of myself. My slutty mind races—imagining their cocks, thick and veined, stretching me while their babies grow inside me. I want them to use me, fill me, make me scream. I strip off my pants and panties right there, not caring if they hear me. Technically, they can’t since they’re all the way downstairs, and I’m all the way here. My pussy is already slick, dripping down my thighs as I sit on the toilet seat and spread my legs wide. My bump is slowly starting to show, but it doesn’t slow me down; if anything, it makes me feel sexier, more fertile, like a goddess begging to be worshiped. That must be why I feel like a sex crazed animal. I press the toy against my clit, turning it on low, and gasp as the suction kicks in, pulling at my swollen folds. “Oh fuck,” I moan, my free hand cupping my breast, pinching the nipple hard. I close my eyes, picturing Jaxon first; his rough hands pinning me down, his hard cock slamming into my ass from behind. “You’re so tight, even with the baby,” he’d growl, and I’d beg for more, scream at the top of my voice to be fucked harder. The vibrations build, and I crank it up, mimicking Ronan’s tongue, the wicked, swirling motion he does that drives me insane. “Taste so sweet with my babies in your belly, all mine,” I can hear him saying, his breath hot on my skin. My hips buck, the toy sucking harder, and I slide two fingers inside myself, curling them against that spot. Malachi’s voice echoes in my head: “Gonna fuck you until you can’t think, Sarah. Breed you again if I could.” God, yes. I want them all at once, their cocks fighting for space in me, cum dripping everywhere. I’m so close, my body tensing, pussy clenching around my fingers—when the toy dies. Just fucking stops. “No, no, come on,” I whine, flicking the switch desperately. My eyes fly open, frustration mixing with the ache, and that’s when I spot it: a tiny camera in the corner, hidden in the vent, aimed right at the toilet seat. My heart pounds, but not with anger— with excitement. It takes me back in time,59 the early days when the brothers bugged the gifts they gifted me with. Heat floods me anew, my slutty core thrilled at the idea. They’re watching. My fiancés, perving on their pregnant slut; me. I stand, naked from the waist down, toy in hand, and saunter toward it, letting my dress fall open to show my full tits and belly. “Who’s the voyeur?” I purr, tracing a finger over my nipple. “Jaxon? Ronan? Malachi? You like seeing your pregnant fiancée play with herself?” A muffled groan from what I think is a mini speaker. Trust them to have state of the art surveillance technology. A wicked smile traces the lines of my lips. “Come up, boys. I know you’re watching.” The door bursts open, and all three tumble in, eyes dark with lust, cocks already tenting their pants. Jaxon licks his lips, staring at my dripping pussy. Ronan adjusts himself, breathing hard. Malachi’s gaze is feral, like he wants to devour me. “Sarah,” Jaxon starts, voice rough with sheer need, “we can explain—” “Explain while you fuck me,” I interrupt with a needy whine. But I hold up the toy. “This thing quit on me right when I needed it. But you three know all about that already, don’t you?” Ronan smirks as he steps closer. “It’s a prototype. A new model of the rose toy… we made it just for you. Custom for our horny little pregnant queen.” “We know how needy you’ve been, baby. So we had the guys at the lab make this for you, if you ever need us and we’re not there.” My pussy clenches at that. “For me? You pervs built a sex toy for your fiancée?” Malachi nods, his hand brushing my belly possessively. “Needed real data. The camera’s for testing. But fuck, watching you… you’re so goddamn sexy like this.” “Show me more,” I demand, grabbing Jaxon’s shirt and pulling him in. “If you’re making toys for me, I want to see them all.” They exchange grins, that hungry, shared look that makes me wetter. Ronan leads the way, taking my hand. “Come, baby.” We head down the hall to that locked room I thought was storage. Malachi unlocks it, and inside—holy shit. It’s a wonderland of pleasure: shelves of prototypes, from vibrating wands to ridged dildos, suction cups, remotes, everything gleaming and ready. My body responds to the sight, nipples pebbling, juices trickling down my leg. “These are all in development,” Jaxon says, picking up a curved vibrator with glowing edges. “For you. To make you come harder than ever. With or without us.”Ronan holds up a set of pulsing clamps. “Which one first, kitten?” “All,” I breathe, shedding my robe completely, standing naked before them, unashamed, craving. “I want you to use all of them on me. Make your slutty fiancée scream.” They don’t hesitate. Malachi lifts me onto the central padded table, his hands rough on my ass, spreading my legs wide. “Fuck, look at you,” he growls, eyes on my swollen pussy. Jaxon grabs the fixed rose toy—apparently they remote-killed it to tease me—and presses it to my clit, the feeling is so intense, pulling me in deep. “How’s that, baby? Better for your pregnant needs?” I arch, moaning loud. “Yes, fuck yes, harder!” Ronan clamps the vibrating nubs on my nipples, the pulses shooting fire straight to my core. It leaves my heavy breasts heaving with each breath. “Oh God, Ronan, suck them too,” I beg, and he does, his mouth hot and wet around one clamp, tongue flicking. Malachi slides a ridged dildo inside me, thick and unyielding, thrusting slow at first. “This one’s for that G-spot you love. Gonna make you squirt all over us.” I buck wildly, my belly bouncing slightly, but it only heightens the sensation—feeling so full, so wanted. My thoughts are pure filth: I want their cocks next, all three stretching me, cum filling me while the baby kicks. I’m their pregnant whore, and I love it. They switch, intensifying everything. Jaxon takes the dildo, pounding it faster, his fingers joining to stretch me wider. “You’re so wet, kitten. Dripping for us.” Ronan moves the rose toy lower, sucking at my entrance while the clamps buzz harder on my tits. Malachi grabs a wand, pressing it to my inner thighs, inching up until it vibrates against my ass. “Want this in your tight little hole?” he asks, and I nod frantically. “Yes, fuck my ass with it, make me come!” The first orgasm rips through me, my pussy spasming around the dildo, juices squirting as I scream their names. But they keep going, rotating toys like pros. Ronan slides in a beaded anal plug, vibrating and twisting, while Jaxon uses a remote vibe inside me, patterns syncing to his app: slow, fast, pulsing until I’m begging. “Please, fuck me for real. I want your cocks, I need them!” Malachi’s mouth finds my clit, sucking hard as the toys work me over.The second climax hits harder, my body convulsing, tears of pleasure streaming my eyes as I stare up at the ceiling, struggling to catch my breath. “More,” I pant, hungry and insatiable. They finally ditch the toys, and pull cocks out, ready to fuck me into oblivion. Jaxon thrusts into my pussy first, he goes deep and hard, claiming every inch of my cunt’s wet walls until I’m salivating, mumbling his name. “Mine,” he grunts. Ronan takes my mouth, his length sliding down my throat I suck greedily, tasting pre-cum. Malachi eases into my ass, the fullness overwhelming, all three holes claimed while toys buzz nearby, scattered all over. We fuck like animals, my pregnant body rocking between them, orgasms blending into one endless wave. Cum fills me, pussy, mouth, ass, hot and sticky, and I swallow, clench, take it all.