Page 43 of Diary from an Inked Throne

He’d tattooed our son’s name on his skin today…

Fuck.

The tattoos.

Hopefully the water-resistant coverings we’d put on them would hold.

Because I sure as hell couldn’t stop now.

Luca joined me, both of us pressing inside Nyah’s body in unison.

She muffled a cry into my neck, and we both froze.

“Nyah?” Luca asked, his voice sounding tortured. “Is it too much?”

She shook her head so fast and lifted her face. “No. It’s so good.”

Relief filled me, and I moved beneath her again, rocking my body into hers, Luca matching me stroke for stroke. We built her up, me playing with her nipples, Luca reaching around her hip and finding her clit between us, making sure there was constant, sweet pressure on it.

I could feel Luca through the thin walls between her pussy and ass, her body so tight, so full of both of us that we all got to the edge together.

“I can’t come again,” she moaned.

“You don’t have a choice in that,” I whispered to her. “Fuck, baby.” I pushed into her again and again. “You’re so close, I can feel it.”

She knew it too. Her body had been made for the both of us, for all three of us. Lynx leaned in and kissed her, tonguing away any of her doubt, and the only noises she made when all three of us came were sounds of pleasure so intense I knew I’d be hearing them in my dreams.

My orgasm hit me hard, my cock pulsing, and I could feel Luca go off inside her too. His guttural groans matched mine. There was no muffling the cries she let out, her body shaking between us in violent trembles of pleasure. Her nipples were tight and beaded, tiny droplets of milk glistening at the tips that I licked off.

None of us could move. She lay on my chest, Luca on top of us both, my cock still deep inside her, held in place by the fullness Luca provided.

Eventually, Luca kissed the top of her spine. “Good girl.”

She shivered, but her voice choked up. “Please don’t go again. I need you here.”

Luca’s chest rose as he took in a deep breath, then blew it out slowly. “Baby, I can’t.”

She twisted to look at him. “You can. You can stay. Both of you. All of you. I’ve lost too much; I can’t keep losing you as well.”

I put my arms around her and made a promise on behalf of all of us. “None of us are going anywhere.”

Luca had an entire army searching for our son.

Our job now was to take care of his mother.

Luca and Lynx both claimed her lips, kissing her one after the other, promising her when she woke up in the morning, they’d still be here.

I could only pray they were telling the truth.

Because Nyah couldn’t handle another broken heart.

And honestly, neither could I.

I needed this family as much as she did.

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LUCA