My sensual criminals
Dangerous desire

"Ever since we moved our safe house here, we've been looking for a sign," I growl, remembering the agony of being without it. I squeeze her hand and look into her eyes. "We started to realize you hadn't called the police because the news was still running that one bulletin. But we didn't know how you would feel about us showing up in your room again. We couldn't risk it and we didn't want to upset you either."

"The only way we would allow ourselves to see you again is if you made that sign in your window," James explains. "But damn girl, you took too long!" he adds, laughing. It's a low, rumbling, pleasant sound. It's been years since I've heard him laugh. Maybe even since we were kids. smile? Sure, does it amuse me? Sure. But really laughing? That's rare for us. Has it been that long for me too? This precious little girl keeps adding more and more to our lives.

"I'm sorry," she gasps, looking up at us with tears in her eyes. "I never should have said no when you asked me to help them. I instantly regretted it. These last few months have been agony for me too," she whispers, looking up at us through her thick lashes, batting them and making me instantly hard. "If only I'd known you were this close."

"It's okay, baby, we're together now," I growl, pulling her to me and sinking my face into the nape of her neck, breathing in her sweet scent. James strokes her face and caresses her breast as he wraps his hand around her waist and kisses her. Ariana moans at the contact of the two of them, sliding one hand over my increasingly hardening nub and the other down the back of James' neck.

"We've waited so long to have you all to ourselves," I sigh against her soft skin. Then I open my mouth and gently bite her neck, making her moan again and tighten her hand around my now rock hard cock. "Are we done talking? Because I'd love to get started with the real action."

She lets out a giggle, gently squeezing my hardness, and I let out a low, throaty grunt. But then Ariana pulls back.

"Oh, wait," she meows. "That reminds me, I have something to tell you, too."

"It can wait," James murmurs, lowering his mouth to her cleavage.

"No, it can't," she protests, sighing. We reluctantly stop, looking at our beautiful girl. Her eyes sparkle and her skin glows as she looks between us, blushing.

"What's wrong?" I ask, now urgently, suddenly feeling that this is important. Ariana takes both our hands and brings them to her belly, before gently resting them on her tummy. Then the penny drops, seemingly to me and James at the same time.

"You're not," I exclaim incredulously. She nods.

"Yes, I am," she whispers, unable to hide her joy.

"How much?" whispers James, his blue eyes shocked. He looks as if he's been struck by lightning, and I guess I look it too. Oh, my goodness. We're going to be dads.

"Maybe two months?" he replies. "And I don't know whose baby it is," she continues carefully. "They both cum inside my pussy many times, and they're identical twins, so it'll be impossible to replace out." James and I stare at each other; we don't even need to discuss it. We're thrilled to be parents, and most importantly, our baby will have two daddies.

"It doesn't matter," I stammer when I can finally speak. "He's our son and that's all that matters." She sounds delighted to hear it.

"We're your daddies," agrees James. "So far we've shared you and it's been perfect. So why not share the baby?".

"So," she whispers, looking at both of us as if she's afraid to fully let the happiness in just yet. "So you're happy we're expecting?" "Absolutely," James grunts with a smile.

"Completely," I agree. And Ariana looks so relieved and happy that my heart breaks. But, suddenly, emotion erupts and, to my horror, I start to cry. Real tears fall and, to my surprise, my brother cries too.

"What's wrong?" asks Ariana terrified, holding our hands. "What's wrong, what have I done?

But then I caress her face, pulling that beautiful face close to mine.

"We've never been so happy," I manage to say. "You do this to us, baby."

"A baby," my brother adds, giving him a kiss on the shoulder. "Who would have thought it was possible?".

And with that, we kiss Ariana passionately, putting our hearts into our actions. It's fiery, uninhibited and unrestrained, as it always is with our woman. But this time, there's also something more. We know that this woman is for us, just as we are for her. Ariana completes us, and now that we have her in our possession, we will never let her go again.

ARIANA

I can't believe it. I never expected them to be so happy to become parents. I thought they would be serious and maybe even a little upset about the unexpected news. But instead, they're crying. Really crying, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Jack, James, are they okay?" I say scared. Maybe they don't want this child. Maybe this is how they really feel, and I'm going to be alone again.

But the men give me kisses on the lips and assure me they are crying tears of joy.Who would have thought?

"It's the best gift you could give us," James says in an emotionally charged voice.

"Absolutely magnificent," Jack adds.

I'm about to vent my emotions when suddenly there's an urgent knock at the door. Who could it be? We try to ignore it, but the knocking won't go away. "Fuck," James curses, breaking our kiss. "I'm going to kill whoever it is."

Jack doesn't even speak. He gets up, irritated, to yank open the door.

"This better be good," Jack growls to a man standing in the hallway. I recognize him from the meeting earlier. He's tall and broad, with long blond hair pulled back in a ponytail and a beard. Incredibly sexy, if you're into the Viking type. But the man ignores me.

"I think you need to see this," he says. "Both of them."

"What, it can't wait until tomorrow?" asks Jack, irritated.

"No," says the man, his voice brief. Judging by his body language, it's urgent. I'm about to say "let's go" when a sudden commotion sounds in the hallway, making me pause. It's loud, noisy and sounds like a fight. My two lovers instantly become alert.

"What the fuck was that?" demands Jack, approaching the door and peeking out. The messenger disappears and my lovers look over their shoulders at me.

"We'll be back," Jack announces quickly, and the door slams shut. I feel uneasy - what the hell is going on out there? Judging by the looks on Jack and James' faces, it's not something that happens often. If it ever happens at all. I have a terrible feeling that my arrival has something to do with it. Has a fight broken out? Or has someone broken in? Or worse, is there a fire? With all those candles and lush carpets, it's a real possibility. I make a mental note to bring me some fire extinguishers tomorrow.

I strain my ears and listen, but I hear nothing through the thick walls and solid door. Maybe it's not that bad? I try to relax by concentrating on what will happen when my men return. When we can finally make love properly.

I think about it as I undress. I've packed some sexy evening dresses in my suitcase, but suddenly I'm overcome with the desire to be completely naked. I feel natural and sexy and ready to be devoured by my lovers without having to shut up. Without having to sneak around, with a big hand clamped over my mouth muffling my screams. Without having to wonder when I'll see them again. We will be together forever, from now on, and that thought fills me with such complete happiness that I smile as I lay my lush naked body on his bed. The black silk of her sheets perfectly complements my alabaster skin.

I adopt the position I think will be most appealing to them when they return and replace me: on my knees, my ass facing the door. Instinctively, I spread my knees apart to show them my pink pussy and then widen the pose even further to show them my tight ass. Who will go where this time? I can't wait because I'm hungry for their wide, strong bodies with their rippling muscles and their huge, thick cocks inside me at the same time, fucking me until I scream as I cum. And this time I won't have to worry about not making noise.