Katie's Choice

by Rachel Clark

  “Much better,” Daniel said as he lifted her over his shoulder caveman style and carried her into the living room. “Hands and knees, baby girl,” he ordered as he positioned her on top of the coffee table and stepped back to strip off his own clothes.

  Rick stepped in front of her, his hard cock bouncing at eye level for a moment before he griped her jaw and guided his hot flesh deep into her mouth. She swallowed as the head hit the back of her throat. She loved the way Rick’s knees wobbled as she did it.

  Daniel pressed his cock against her pussy lips, rubbing the head back and forth over her wet curls. Already she could feel her juices leaking onto her thighs, and she groaned around Rick’s cock as Daniel entered her in one smooth thrust.

  Rick held her head with both hands, fucking her mouth in the same tempo as his brother, slowly increasing the pace as her muscles tightened. Daniel found her clit, pressing, rubbing, teasing the tiny nub until she shook with desire and then together they rode her to ecstasy. She swallowed Rick’s cum as her own orgasm raced closer, the intense sensation holding her helpless in its thrall. She shook violently, hovered on the brink of something incredible, then Daniel slapped her ass and she was flying. Over and over heat swelled and bounced through her veins, hot lava melting through her bones as an incredible orgasm claimed her.

  She panted hard as Rick withdrew from her mouth and Daniel pulled her up onto her knees. Still inside her, he whispered sweet words about how much he loved her. Carefully he pulled his spent cock from her body and then carried her into the shower.

  Together they washed her down and started all over again.

  Several hours and a short nap later, Katie carefully unpacked the ceramic statue from its protective wrapping. Because she’d missed the family reunion last year, her sisters had voted unanimously for her to keep it another year. Fire light sparkled in the room and bounced off the fine details of the woman’s face. For a moment, the beautifully crafted sculpture seemed to glow with an inner light.

  The same thing had happened last year, and Katie had brushed it off as slightly tipsy, wishful thinking. Family legend said it brought luck to whoever hosted the family dinner but in reality, it was just a silly tradition.

  Although, considering the sort of good fortune she’d enjoyed last year, she was beginning to wonder. She giggled at her fanciful ideas, but the silly feeling tipped over to nausea almost instantly. She ran to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet bowl before her breakfast made a reappearance.

  “Again?” Rick asked sympathetically as he handed her a wet washcloth and helped her to her feet.

  She rubbed the cold material over her face as the sick feeling slowly subsided.

  “Do you still think it’s the stomach flu?”

  “What else could it be?” she asked in confusion.

  Rick dropped his hand onto her lower abdomen and rubbed the area over her womb. The hope in his eyes surprised her.

  “I don’t know. I mean, maybe, but we’ve been using birth control, and it’s not really something we’ve talked about.” In fact, they’d talked about the opposite—enjoying their relationship for a while before adding to the family. She’d thought Rick was in agreement, but maybe she’d been mistaken. He turned to the bottom drawer of the bathroom cabinet, rummaged around, and came up with a blue box with the words Pregnancy Test written in bright pink letters.

  Five minutes later, Rick whooped in delight and Katie found herself swept away by his enthusiasm. They mightn’t have planned it this early, but the idea of a baby filled her heart with joy. What could be more perfect than having a child with men she’d loved her entire life?

  Her happiness deflated slightly when she wondered how Daniel would react. He’d been the one to suggest they wait a while, and she and Rick had eagerly agreed. Would Daniel be angry—or worse, disappointed—that things had happened so soon?

  The object of her concern appeared in the doorway, and smiled as he saw Rick’s face. “Yes?” he asked. Rick simply nodded as they did that communicating without words thing they seemed to do so well. Katie barely had a moment to wonder what they were talking about before Daniel grabbed her in a big hug and spun in a circle. She laughed happily as relief flowed through her, but soon the nausea gripped her again.

  Fortunately, Rick noticed her dilemma and stopped his brother’s circular motion. Concern and remorse obvious in his quick movements, Daniel placed her back in his brother’s arms, grabbed the washcloth, and wiped down her heated face. After a few moments, she began to feel much better.

  He smiled when he finally realized she was okay.

  “Is there something you wanted to tell me, baby girl?” He asked the question sternly but ruined it with the huge smile spread across his face.

  “I’m pregnant,” she offered, realizing he already knew.

  “Are you happy, Katie?” His hand shook just a little as he caressed her face, and she sensed just how much it meant to him that she was okay with their unexpected news. She glanced at Rick and saw the same emotions on his face.

  “Very happy,” she said, realizing as she said the words that they were the absolute truth. Peace settled over her like a cloak, and she couldn’t remember a day more perfect in her whole life. She was wondering if they had time to celebrate in a more intimate fashion when the doorbell interrupted her lustful thoughts. They exchanged rueful but happy smiles and as one headed to the front door to greet their guests.

  As everyone piled through the door, Katie noticed her sister Carly and husband Jack walked into the foyer separately, the tension between them filling the room. Katie knew it had been a tough year for them both and hoped they’d be able to work through their differences. Jack was a great guy and truly loved Carly. Katie just hoped it was enough to salvage the relationship that seemed to be slipping away.

  She glanced at the dining table and smiled as firelight danced over the ceramic decoration her grandmother had loved. Perhaps there was something to the family legend after all. She had good food, great news, two wonderful husbands, and a celebration of love and reunion with the whole family. Her life couldn’t be more perfect.

  Maybe—with a little luck—her sister would find the same.

  The End

  Author Bio

  Born and raised in Australia, Rachel happily lives a romantic story all of her own with her wonderful hubby, precious teenagers, and menagerie of perfectly behaved animals…and, well, okay, for the real story, you’ll need to replace romantic with hectic, add mostly before wonderful, and you can probably guess about the teenagers and animals. But hey, she loves to read romance stories and when life lets her, she scribbles a few of her own. http://rachelclark.webs.com