The vineyard is a multi chapter, narrative rich story that uniquely burns hot and slow at different moments. A multitude of pairings are explored in this series including some same sex couplings. Check the tags of each story for more information. All characters and events are completely fictional and draw no inspiration from real world people or events.
CHAPTER 4 – Milk Tides
The Pacific crashed against the rocks below the deck. The sun hung low, painting the horizon orange and turning the white stucco of the Zapallar beach house golden. The house opened straight to the sea, doors thrown wide, the air thick with salt and sweetness.
Mati had kissed Poli goodbye at the airport, thinking her “wellness retreat” was a company gift.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to take Mateo, amor? You deserve some time for yourself.”
“He still needs me to eat,” Poli had told him with a smile. “You enjoy your alone time.”
Andrés waved from the driveway while Sofi loaded the SUV with Lucia’s diaper bag and car seat. “Go and recharge, babe. Call me when you get there.”
Sofi had married Andrés quietly three months after the birth in a quick courthouse ceremony. She smiled through the vows, the ring glinting on her finger. Her secret held in her upturned smile.
Ben had stayed home with a last-minute work excuse that he and Lainey had rehearsed. Unlike the others, he knew the baby was Sean’s. He’d kissed her goodbye with his hand on the swell and whispered, “Bring me back some stories.”
Lainey stepped out onto the deck, one hand supporting the heavy curve of her eight-month belly, the other holding the strap of her linen dress. She stopped at the threshold, breath catching.
Emi reclined on a low chaise, with her thighs spread, and dress rucked up around her hips. Milk beaded at her nipples and trickled down the soft swell of her belly. Poli sat cross-legged beside her, topless, her light olive skin glowing in the sun. Her breasts were full and heavy now, cone-shaped with dark, puffy nipples. A drop of milk formed at one tip and slid down in a slow ribbon. Sofi lay on her side, her breasts resting heavily, dark nipples leaking steadily onto the cushion.
Lainey had met Poli and Sofi a few times before at family dinners and gatherings, but never like this. Never so open. Her cheeks warmed, but she couldn’t look away.
Emi smiled, warm and easy. “Bienvenida, hermana.”
Poli stood first, milk still dripping from her nipple. She crossed the deck in a few quick steps and pulled Lainey into a loose hug. The warm, damp press of her breast brushed Lainey’s arm.
“You look amazing,” she said, pulling back to rest a hand on Lainey’s belly. “Is she kicking a lot?”
Lainey nodded. “All day. Valentina’s got some fight in her.”
Sofi pushed herself up, her breasts shifting with the movement. “Just like her mama. Come sit with us. Marisol has the kids, They’re all napping, so they’re fine.”
Lainey eased herself down onto the mat beside them, her dress riding up her thighs. The air smelled of salt and warm milk.
“Where’s Sean?” she asked.
Emi waved a hand lazily. “He usually wanders into the village when we’re here. Grabs supplies, talks to people. He’ll be back soon.”
Lainey’s eyes kept drifting to their breasts. “You’re all leaking so much,” she said, a little wide-eyed. “Is it always like this?”
Poli laughed softly and wiped a drop from under her breast. “After you give birth? Yeah, it’s nonstop at first. Mateo nurses like crazy, but he still can’t keep up.”
Sofi nodded, trailing her fingers through a rivulet on her thigh. “Same with Lucia. It gets on everything the sheets, your clothes, the floor. But you kind of get used to it.”
“It becomes part of you” Emi gave her own breast a gentle squeeze, sending a thick drop falling onto the mat. “Do you want to try some? ”
Lainey hesitated, then gave a small nod, curious. Poli leaned in, gently guiding her nipple to Lainey’s lips. “Go ahead.”
The first pull was warm and thick, faintly sweet with a touch of salt from the sea air. Milk flowed gently across Lainey’s tongue. She swallowed, eyes half-closing as Poli’s hand rested lightly on the back of her neck.
Sofi moved closer, offering her own breast. “My turn.” Her milk was creamier, richer. It spilled from the corners of Lainey’s mouth as she drank. Sofi’s fingers traced the stretch marks on Lainey’s belly. “Yours will be like this soon.”
Lainey pulled back with a soft gasp, milk shining on her chin. “God… that’s incredible.”
Emi watched them, still lazily playing with her own nipple. “We’ve got the house to ourselves until morning. We should make the most of it.”
Lainey nodded, the warmth still spreading through her.
Poli grinned and wiped a thumb across Lainey’s bottom lip, then licked it clean. “You’re one of us now.”
Sofi tugged the linen dress from Lainey’s shoulders. It pooled at her feet, leaving her bare, her belly round, breasts swollen and veined, nipples dark but still dry. The sisters circled her like a tide.
Emi laid Lainey on the chaise, thighs spread. Poli and Sofi knelt on either side, hands cupping their own breasts. They squeezed in unison, milk arced in delicate fountains, painting Lainey’s belly, her breasts, her open mouth. Lainey moaned, arching into the warm rain, hands roaming their softened stomachs, tracing silver stretch marks like constellations.
Poli bent down and licked a slow stripe along Lainey’s collarbone, catching a bead of milk on her tongue. “This is how we take care of each other now,” she said softly. “Milk for milk. Skin against skin.”
Sofi lowered her mouth to one of Lainey’s nipples and sucked gently. Nothing came yet, but Lainey let out a quiet, needy sound. “It won’t be long,” Sofi murmured, her own breast leaking onto Lainey’s chest. “These will start giving soon.”
Lainey’s breathing grew uneven. Her body felt heavy and tight with want. “I ache everywhere,” she confessed, voice shaky. “I feel so full. Please help me feel better.”
The sisters shared a look, soft and knowing. Emi’s palm slid up Lainey’s thigh, easing her legs open. “We’re here for you. All of you.”
Poli moved first, settling between Lainey’s spread thighs. She pressed her leaking nipple against Lainey’s pussy and let warm milk spill over the swollen flesh. Lainey gasped and rolled her hips as Poli’s tongue followed, licking through the wetness and circling her clit with steady, focused strokes.
Sofi swung a leg over Lainey’s chest and hovered above her face. She squeezed one full breast, sending thick streams of milk across Lainey’s lips and dry nipples. Lainey opened her mouth eagerly, drinking down what she could, her tongue chasing every drop.
Emi knelt beside them and leaned in to kiss Lainey deeply, tasting Poli’s milk on her tongue. Her fingers joined Poli between Lainey’s legs, sliding two inside her and curling slowly while her thumb rubbed firm circles over Lainey’s clit. Lainey moaned into the kiss, her chin and chest wet with milk, her own breasts heavy and sensitive.
Sofi shifted lower and took one of Lainey’s nipples into her mouth, sucking harder. At the same time, her own milk continued to drip down Lainey’s side. Poli pushed her tongue deeper, lapping at the mix of milk and Lainey’s growing wetness. Emi’s fingers moved faster, stroking that sensitive spot inside her while drops of her own milk fell onto Lainey’s stomach.
Lainey came hard, her walls tightening around Emi’s fingers as pleasure rolled through her. The sisters kept going, mouths and hands working her through it until she was shaking and breathless, covered in their milk.
Footsteps approached on the path below. Sean stepped onto the deck, linen shirt open, skin tanned from the sun, a canvas bag over his shoulder. His gaze darkened when he saw them: the four women tangled together on the mat, skin shining with milk, Lainey’s pregnant belly round and prominent.
He set the bag down. His voice came out low and rough. “You started without me?”
Emi looked up with a sly smile. “We got her ready for you. Now come take what’s yours.”
Sean crossed the deck quickly. He cradled Lainey’s face in both hands, thumbs wiping milk from her chin, and kissed her slow and deep. His tongue explored her mouth, savoring the taste of the sisters. A low sound of satisfaction vibrated in his chest.
“I missed you,” he said against her lips. “Every single day.”
Lainey leaned into him, her hands working open the front of his shorts. The fabric dropped, and his cock sprang free, thick and already fully hard. She slid down to her knees on the mat and took him into her mouth in one smooth motion. Her lips wrapped tight around him as she sucked, tongue swirling, moving with clear hunger.
The sisters moved in around them.
Emi knelt and cupped her heavy breasts, squeezing so milk sprayed in steady arcs across Sean’s shaft. Poli leaned in from the left, her puffy nipples pulsing as more milk ran down his length, mixing with Lainey’s saliva. Sofi pressed close on the right, letting her fuller breasts drip freely onto him and Lainey’s hands.
Lainey moaned around Sean’s cock, the sound traveling through him. She pulled back for a breath, licked the milk-coated head, then took him deeper again. The sisters kept feeding them their milk, coating every inch while Sean rocked gently into her mouth, fingers lightly gripping her hair.
“Yeah, just like that,” he said, voice gravelly. “Taste us all.”
Sean eventually pulled Lainey up, turning her onto her back on the mat. Her eight-month belly rose between them, full and taut. He positioned himself between her thighs, eyes locked on hers, and pressed his milk-slick cock against her entrance.
He sank into her slowly. Lainey’s breath caught in a long moan as he filled her completely, her hands clutching his shoulders. Sean began to move, steady deep thrusts that made her pregnant belly brush against his stomach each time.
The sisters re-arranged themselves around them again.
Emi knelt by Lainey’s head and squeezed her breasts, sending warm streams of milk across Lainey’s face and open mouth. Poli straddled one of Lainey’s thighs, letting her milk run over Lainey’s belly and down to where Sean was fucking her. Sofi stayed at Lainey’s side, her own milk dripping steadily over Lainey’s sensitive nipples and chest.
Sean’s pace grew deeper and more intense, the sound of their bodies meeting steady against the background of the waves. Lainey’s moans rose higher as the sisters’ hands moved over her, rubbing milk into her skin and circling her clit in time with his thrusts.
“Take him deep,” Emi whispered, more milk falling onto Lainey’s tongue.
Poli leaned closer, brushing a wet nipple across Lainey’s lips. “Feel how much we have for you.” Rich milk flowed onto her tongue while Sean drove harder against that perfect spot inside her.
Sofi added her fingers alongside Poli’s, both of them working Lainey’s clit and entrance. Lainey came suddenly, her body clamping down around Sean as pleasure crashed through her. She cried out sharply, trembling beneath him while milk continued to rain down on her skin.
Sean’s rhythm faltered. He thrust deep a few more times and then groaned, burying himself fully as he came. His cock pulsed inside her, filling her with thick spurts. The sisters kept leaking over them both until he finally stilled, collapsing forward carefully over Lainey’s body in a warm, wet tangle.
He pulled out slowly. Cum mixed with milk began to leak from Lainey. Emi moved between her legs right away, gentle hands spreading her open. Her tongue licked through the mess, slow and thorough, tasting the blend of Sean and Lainey.
Lainey gasped and twitched as Emi pushed her tongue inside, scooping and cleaning her. Milk from Poli and Sofi continued to drip down Lainey’s belly, feeding the wet heat where Emi worked. Emi made soft, appreciative sounds as she licked.
When she was satisfied, Emi crawled back up and kissed Lainey deeply, letting her taste the mix on her tongue. “You’re right where you belong,” she murmured.
The tide had changed while they lay together. Moonlight now washed silver across the deck. Sean lifted Lainey first, carrying her milk-wet body against his chest. He motioned for the others to follow. They walked barefoot through the house, past the closed east wing where Marisol’s soft humming came through the baby monitors, and into the master bedroom. The large room opened straight to the sea, the sheets already messy from earlier that afternoon.
He placed them on the king bed. Lainey in the middle, her round belly catching the light; Emi curled against her left side, Poli on her right, Sofi stretched out across the foot of the bed. Milk still leaked slowly from their breasts, leaving small wet spots on the sheets.
They slept in short stretches, warm and heavy, arms and legs tangled together.
2:14 a.m.
Lainey woke first. The ache between her legs pulled her out of sleep. Sean’s cock rested half-hard against her hip. She slid down the bed and took him into her mouth, sucking slowly and carefully, her tongue moving around the head. Poli stirred at the sound. Milk had beaded at her nipple. She leaned over and offered it to Sean. He drank from her while his hips moved gently into Lainey’s mouth.
3:47 a.m.
Sofi took her turn. She straddled Sean’s face, rocking her pussy against his tongue. At the same time, Emi knelt between Lainey’s thighs and licked the cum that was still leaking out of her. Milk dripped from Sofi’s breasts onto Sean’s chest. Lainey caught some of the drops with her tongue and shared them with Poli in a slow kiss.
5:11 a.m.
Emi climbed on top of Sean, facing away from him. She rode her husband slowly, her softer belly catching the moonlight, milk spraying lightly with each movement. Poli and Sofi took turns licking them where their bodies joined, tongues sliding over his cock and her clit. Milk and cum mixed together as they moved. Lainey watched, her fingers playing with her own nipples, until Sean pulled her down into a deep kiss, swallowing her sounds.
Dawn arrived in soft gold light. Lainey woke to an empty spots beside her. The sheets were soaked with milk, cum, and sweat. The air smelled strongly of salt and sex. Sean had already left, probably heading into the village or down to the boats. The bed looked like the aftermath of a long night.
Lainey ran her finger along a drying trail of milk on her belly and smiled, still half-asleep. Poli, Sofi, and Emi had slipped out earlier to clean up and feed the babies.
Lainey eventually woke fully to the sound of waves and the faint sweet smell of dried milk on her skin. She stretched carefully, her eight-month belly feeling tight, her breasts heavy and veined but still dry. She walked to the bathroom, the cool tile cold under her feet. The shower filled with steam quickly. She stood under the hot water for a long time, letting it wash away the sticky mix of milk and cum from her body. She rested her hands on her belly, feeling Valentina kick in response.
Once she was clean, she dried off and left the towel behind. Naked, she went to the kitchen. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, the sea sparkling outside. She poured herself a tall glass of orange juice and leaned against the counter, sipping it slowly.
A soft chime pulled her out of her thoughts. Her phone lit up with a video call from Ben. Her heart jumped. She answered and propped the phone against a pitcher so her whole body was visible, her round belly and heavy breasts filling the frame.
Ben’s face appeared on the screen. His eyes widened, then warmed with a smile. “Hey, beautiful. You look incredible.”
Lainey laughed softly, her voice still a little rough from sleep. “You have no idea.” She took another sip of juice and leaned closer to the camera. “Yesterday was… a lot, Ben. The milk, god. They’re all leaking so much. It’s warm and constant. Poli’s nipples are these perfect little cones that spray in strong streams. Sofi’s are fuller and just drip steadily. Emi… she never seems to run out.”
Ben’s breathing changed. His hand moved out of view. “And Sean?”
Lainey’s eyes darkened with memory. A slow smile touched her lips. “His cock is so thick and hard. He fucked me slow and deep on my back while the sisters covered me in their milk. I came so hard it felt like everything went white for a second. Then Emi licked every bit of his cum out of me.”
She ran a finger down the curve of her belly, her voice dropping. “The sisters… they’re everything, Ben. I understand now why they love him. Why they share him. It’s not only about him. It’s about all of us together.”
Ben let out a low sound. “God, Lainey. I wish I was there with you.”
Lainey leaned in closer. The morning light caught the last traces of water on her skin. Her voice turned teasing but gentle.
“Ben… do you miss Sean’s cock too?”
There was a pause. Ben’s eyes flicked down, then back up. He swallowed.
“It’s been months” he said, voice low and rough. “The strap-on is great, but it’s different. It’s not the same as his weight on me, the heat of him, the way he takes control.”
Lainey kept tracing slow circles on her belly. Valentina kicked softly against her hand.
“I know exactly what you mean,” she murmured. “I felt him last night. He’s so… ughh. When he came inside me, I pictured you there watching. I thought about him taking you right after, filling you the same way he filled me.”
Ben’s breathing grew sharper. His hand was definitely moving off camera. “Fuck, Lainey…”
Just then, Emi, Poli, and Sofi found their way into the kitchen. Lainey smiled and waved them over. She angled the phone so the three sisters could crowd into the frame. They were still naked and glowing from the night before.
Emi leaned over Lainey’s shoulder first. Her breasts fully exposed. A bead of milk formed and fell onto Lainey’s collarbone.
“Ben, cariño… your wife was screaming my name last night while Sean came inside her. I thought you should know.” She licked the drop of milk from Lainey’s skin, taking her time.
Lainey smiled and gestured to the other two. “Ben, these are Emi’s sisters, Poli and Sofi. I’ve told you about them.”
Poli waved from the left, her cone-shaped nipples brushing Lainey’s arm. She gave one a gentle squeeze. Milk shot out in a clean arc and hit the phone screen.
“Hi, Ben,” she said with a laugh, wiping the screen with her thumb and licking it off. “These things don’t stop leaking. You’ll see how much they spray when Sean is fucking us. You’ll have the best view.”
Sofi moved in from the right, her fuller breasts leaking in steady trails down her chest. She offered a nipple to Lainey’s lips for a quick suck before pulling away.
“You’re going to watch everything,” she said, smiling. “Every thrust. Every drop.”
Lainey let out a soft sound at the memory, her hand resting on her belly. “Tell him everything, Emi.”
Emi’s voice turned low and smooth. “We took turns riding him while she watched. Then we covered her completely. Her belly, her tits, her face. She came so hard she could barely remember her own name.”
Poli leaned closer, more milk dripping from her chin onto the counter. “And when Sean fucked her on her back? We kept pouring milk down on her the whole time. Every time he thrust deep, more would splash across her.” She squeezed her breast again, sending another stream toward the camera. “You’ll be right there next to us, Ben. Watching him fill each of us.”
Sofi laughed quietly. “Front row seat. Eyes open the whole time. No touching yourself.”
Ben was breathing hard now, his face flushed. “Will there be room for me to suck Sean’s cock too?”
Emi’s eyes sparkled. “I’ll make sure to cover it in milk first. You’ll taste all of us on him.”
Ben swallowed visibly. “I… I need to go. Right now.” The call ended with a click.
Lainey set the phone down, laughing under her breath. The sisters grinned at each other and walked out to the veranda, completely naked. They stretched out on the sun-warmed mats, milk still leaking slowly, the sea breeze moving across their skin.
Sofi rolled onto her side, her breasts shifting, a fresh line of milk running down her thigh. “Lainey… your husband really sucked Sean’s cock?”
Emi answered first, her voice low and pleased. “He did more than suck him. He gave Sean his ass. He took every inch of him.”
Poli chuckled and pinched her nipple until milk sprayed onto the mat. “Imagine Mati doing the same thing. Watching him bend over and take Sean deep… that would be something.”
Lainey smiled, her hand resting on her belly as Valentina kicked again. The sun climbed higher, warming their bodies.
They eventually moved from the veranda to the poolside loungers. Still completely naked, they lay in the late autumn sun, skin glistening, milk occasionally dripping onto the warm tiles. The pool water lapped gently beside them.
At first they talked about easy things: the babies’ newest tricks, the coming harvest at the vineyard, how the breeze felt good on their skin as the milk dried. Laughter came easily between them.
Sofi rolled onto her side again. “Lainey… how did it feel watching Ben give himself to Sean that night at the vineyard?”
Lainey closed her eyes for a moment, smiling. “It was intense. We sucked Sean’s cock together first, my mouth on one side, Ben’s on the other. Our tongues kept meeting around the head. Then I sucked Ben while Sean fucked his ass. Slow at first, then much harder. He kept looking at me the whole time. I came just from watching them and tasting Ben while he was being fucked.”
Sofi’s breath caught. Her hand slid between her legs. Poli’s nipples tightened, milk forming faster at the tips. Emi looked excited.
“That’s what I’ve been saying,” Emi said quietly. “Sofi, Poli, you two should bring Mati and Andrès next time. Maybe it’s time they learn that their wives belong to Sean now.”
Sofi laughed, her fingers moving slowly over her clit. “And if they still want to be the fathers of their kids? Then they’ll have to belong to Sean too. On their knees, taking him the same way Ben did.”
The conversation quickly turned them on. Milk began leaking faster. Their bodies shifted closer together on the wide loungers. Emi pulled Lainey into a slow, deep kiss, her milk spilling onto Lainey’s tongue. Poli climbed over Sofi, pressing their breasts together so milk ran between them while they kissed, tongues sliding against each other.
They formed a chain on the loungers. Lainey lay on her back with her legs open. Emi settled between them, licking into her slowly. Poli knelt over Lainey’s face, letting milk drip into her mouth while Lainey licked her clit. Sofi completed the circle, her mouth on Emi, fingers sliding inside her while her own breasts leaked down Emi’s back.
They stayed like that, tasting each other in a slow, wet loop. Milk dripped everywhere: across bellies, over breasts, onto faces. Moans carried across the pool as they moved and came in turns. Each of them tasted the others completely, the flavors of milk, salt, and arousal mixing on their tongues, until they finally collapsed together, spent and shining under the sun.
Sean walked up to the pool right as they were untangling from one another. He looked down at the four of them with an amused half-smile. Without saying anything about what he saw, he walked past and dove cleanly into the water to rinse off.
When he came up for air, water running down his chest, he looked straight at Lainey. “Tonight it’s just you and me for dinner.” His eyes moved over her swollen breasts. “As much as I love seeing you like this, put on something nice for me.”
Lainey nodded, a warm flush spreading up her neck. The idea of an evening alone with him already had her body responding. Sean turned and started swimming laps, his strong arms cutting through the water.
Later that afternoon, as the sun sat lower in the sky, Lainey left the pool area. The sisters stayed behind, their voices soft and laughing. Her heart beat faster with a mix of nerves and excitement as she thought about dinner with Sean.
She went to the master bedroom. The bed was still a mess of stained sheets, the room filled with the smell of last night. She opened the wardrobe and chose a deep red silk slip dress. It was simple and backless, the kind of fabric that would cling to every curve. She held it up, imagining how it would look stretched over her pregnant belly and full breasts.
She showered again, taking her time. The hot water ran over her body, following the lines of her stretch marks and the veins across her breasts. Her nipples tightened under the spray. She washed slowly with jasmine-scented soap, letting her hands move over her skin but not letting herself finish. She wanted to save that for him.
After drying off, she slid the crimson silk over her body. The material felt cool and smooth. It hugged her tightly, the neckline low enough to show plenty of cleavage, the hem stopping midway down her thighs. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric. She left her hair down in loose waves and added a little gloss to her lips.
Valentina kicked as Lainey brushed her fingers over her nipples through the silk. She pictured Sean’s hands and mouth on her instead.
She stepped onto the veranda as the sun was setting. The table was set for two with candles and chilled sparkling water. Sean appeared from the house, his shirt open, linen pants sitting low on his hips. His eyes moved over her slowly.
“You wore the red,” he said, voice low. “You’re going to kill me tonight, Lainey.”
She smiled and stepped closer. The silk moved against her skin with every breath. “That’s what I’m hoping for.”
They ate dinner in a thick, charged silence. The ceviche sat mostly untouched as the tension between them grew. When they finished, Sean stood and offered his hand. Lainey took it and rose, her belly brushing against him. He led her down the wooden steps to the beach, the sand cool under their bare feet.
At the edge of the water, Sean pulled her against him and kissed her deeply. His tongue moved slowly through her mouth, tasting the citrus and sparkling water. His fingers slid the thin straps off her shoulders. The red silk dress dropped to the sand. Lainey worked his shirt open, then pushed his trousers down until they were both naked in the moonlight.
They ran into the ocean together, laughing as the cool waves hit their bodies. The water rose around Lainey’s waist, then her chest, making her nipples tighten. Sean drew her in deeper until they were floating. He kissed her again, hungrier this time, his hands gripping her ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her belly pressed safely between them.
They came back to the beach and he laid her down on the pile of their clothes. The sand felt warm underneath the silk and linen. Sean moved over her, his cock pressing against her entrance, his eyes never leaving hers.
“You’re mine tonight,” he said quietly as he pushed inside her in one long, smooth stroke. Lainey’s back arched and she moaned as he filled her completely, her body stretching around his thickness.
He fucked her with slow, deep rolls of his hips. One of his hands rested on her belly, feeling the movement inside as he moved. The waves provided a steady rhythm in the background. Lainey dug her nails into his back and locked her legs around him, pulling him in deeper with every thrust. Her heavy breasts moved against his chest, nipples hard and sensitive.
“Sean,” she gasped as the pleasure built low and sharp inside her. His cock kept hitting the right spot, pressing deep. Her breathing turned into short, needy sounds as her hips rose to meet him.
She came suddenly, her body tightening hard around him in strong pulses. A loud moan broke out of her as the orgasm rolled through her body. Her toes curled into the sand and her belly tightened against him. The release was so strong it left her shaking.
Sean’s rhythm broke right after. He pushed deep and stayed there as he came, groaning her name. His cock throbbed inside her, pumping thick spurts of cum deep into her body. He stayed buried inside her as he finished, his body heavy and warm over hers.
They stayed tangled together on the clothes afterward, breathing hard while the ocean sounds washed over them. The night felt quiet and private around them.
Later, Sean returned to the master bedroom. Emi was already in bed, naked, the sheet twisted around her hips. She was lazily touching herself, milk slowly forming at her nipples.
“Is she ours now?” she asked, her voice low and warm.
Sean nodded as he pulled off his shirt. “She is.”
Emi smiled, looking pleased. “Sofi and Poli want to bring Andrès and Mati into this. You’ll need to take them the same way you took Ben.”
Sean climbed into bed and pulled her close. His cock was already getting hard again against her thigh. “I’ll do whatever my wife needs.”
Emi swung her leg over him and sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion. Milk dripped from her breasts onto his chest as she started to ride him. The movement built slowly, steady and deep, milk spilling with every rise and fall. The family they were building was growing, roots going deeper every day.