Pregnant for the straight CEO-Chapter 114

~Woo min~

I don’t know how long we lay there, all tangled and sweaty and stupid, but it couldn’t have been more than a couple minutes before Hana started moving again. Her hand slid down wemy stomach, fingers wrapping around my dick like she was checking if it still worked after I’d just blown everything inside her.

"Already?" I muttered, voice hoarse, head still spinning.

Hana grinned against my shoulder, gave me a slow stroke that made my hips jerk. "You think one round is enough for me? With both of you here? Please."

Anning snorted from the other side, arm still slung over Hana’s waist. "Greedy little brat."

"Yeah," Hana said, turning her head to kiss Anning quick and dirty. "And you love it."

Anning didn’t argue. She just bit Hana’s bottom lip, tugged, then let go. "So what now? You want us to take turns bowing down to you?"

Hana laughed, this low, wicked sound, and pushed herself up on one elbow. "Actually... I want you two to fuck each other."

I choked on air.

Anning went completely still.

Hana kept smiling like she’d just suggested pizza for dinner. "Come on. You’ve been eye-fucking each other since the second you saw him standing there with his dick in his hand. Don’t lie."

"I wasn’t eye-fucking him," Anning snapped, sitting up fast. "I was imagining how good it’d feel to knee him in the balls."

"Same thing," Hana said, shrugging. "Anger’s just foreplay for you."

I rubbed a hand over my face, trying not to laugh because it would piss Anning off more. "Yeah, no. Hard pass. I’m not letting her anywhere near my ass."

Anning glared at me. "Feeling’s mutual, asshole. Your dick’s been inside my girlfriend. I’m not putting anything of yours inside me."

Hana rolled her eyes, grabbed Anning’s wrist, and pulled her hand down between her own legs. Anning’s fingers slid right in, no resistance, still soaked from everything. Hana moaned soft, hips rocking. "Stop pretending you don’t want to win this. You always want to win."

Anning’s jaw tightened. She curled her fingers inside Hana, slow and mean, watching Hana’s face go slack. "You’re playing dirty."

"Always," Hana gasped, then turned to me, grabbed my hand, and shoved it between Anning’s thighs. Anning was drenched, swollen, thighs twitching the second my fingers brushed her. "See? Both of you are dying for it."

Anning slapped my hand away hard. "Don’t touch me."

But her voice cracked at the end, and her hips had chased my fingers for half a second before she stopped herself.

Hana laughed again, breathless now because Anning hadn’t stopped moving her fingers inside her. "You two are so fucking stubborn. Fine. New plan."

She pushed Anning’s hand away, rolled over on top of her, pinned her wrists to the bed. Anning glared up at her, chest heaving, but didn’t fight it.

"I’m gonna sit right here," Hana said, sliding up until she was straddling Anning’s stomach, close enough that her knees pinned Anning’s arms. "And Woo Min’s gonna fuck you. And I’m gonna watch every second and touch myself and tell you both how pretty you look hating each other."

Anning’s eyes went wide. "No fucking way."

"Yes fucking way," Hana said, leaning down, kissing her hard until Anning groaned into it and stopped fighting. When she pulled back, Anning’s lips were red, eyes dark. "You want to be in charge? Fine. You take his dick like a champ and make him lose his mind. Prove you’re better." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Anning stared at her, breathing hard. Then her eyes flicked to me, narrow and dangerous. "If he cums before I do, I’m breaking his nose."

"Noted," I said, already moving because fuck, the idea of sliding into her again while she looked at me like she wanted to murder me was doing things to my brain.

Hana shifted forward, knees sliding up until she was straddling Anning’s chest, close enough that Anning could tilt her head and lick her if she wanted. Hana reached down, spread herself open right above Anning’s face. "You get to taste me while he fucks you. Fair?"

Anning didn’t answer with words. She just lifted her head and dragged her tongue slow through Hana’s folds, making Hana shudder and moan loud.

I grabbed Anning’s thighs, yanked them apart rough because I knew she’d hate gentle right now. She growled against Hana, hips jerking, but didn’t tell me to stop.

I lined up, pushed in slow just to be an asshole about it again.

Anning’s whole body went tight, back arching, mouth opening against Hana on a muffled "fuck."

Hana laughed shakily, grinding down a little. "He’s inside you now, baby. Feel that?"

Anning bit Hana’s thigh hard enough to leave teeth marks. "Shut up."

I pulled back and slammed in deep.

Anning yelled into Hana, hands fisting the sheets, thighs trying to close but I held them open.

Hana reached back, grabbed my hip, pulled me harder. "Again. She likes it rough when she’s mad."

I did it again, harder, deeper, watching Anning’s face twist between fury and pleasure.

Anning broke away from Hana’s pussy long enough to snarl at me. "You think you’re winning this? Harder, you prick."

So I fucked her harder, fast and mean, hips slapping loud against her thighs, bed creaking like it might break.

Hana moaned above us, fingers rubbing her clit fast, other hand reaching down to pinch Anning’s nipple hard.

Anning gasped sharp, hips bucking up to meet every thrust, eyes locked on mine like she was daring me to break first.

"You’re so fucking tight when you’re pissed," I grunted, sweat dripping down my chest.

"Fuck you," Anning spat, but her voice cracked on a moan when I hit deep.

Hana leaned forward, kissed me messy over Anning’s body, tongue shoving in while I kept pounding into her girlfriend.

Anning growled, reached up, grabbed Hana’s ass, pulled her down harder onto her mouth.

Hana broke the kiss, laughing breathlessly. "That’s it, baby. Eat me while he wrecks you."

Anning’s tongue went wild, messy and desperate, hips slamming up to meet me now, chasing it.

I grabbed her hips, angled deeper, hitting that spot that made her whole body jerk every time.

Anning yelled into Hana again, muffled and wet, nails digging into Hana’s thighs hard enough to bruise.

Hana’s fingers sped up on herself, head falling back. "God, you two look so fucking good together. All that hate turning into this."

"Shut up," Anning and I said at the same time.

Hana laughed loud, then moaned high and broken because Anning sucked her clit hard.

I leaned forward, grabbed Anning’s throat light, just enough pressure to make her eyes flare.

She glared up at me, but her pussy clenched hard around my dick, giving her away.

"You like that?" I muttered, thrusting harder. "Like me choking you while I fuck you?"

Anning bit Hana’s clit gentle in retaliation, making Hana yelp and grind down harder.

"Do it again," Hana gasped. "She just got so much wetter."

I squeezed a little tighter, fucked her faster, watching her eyes roll back even as she tried to keep glaring.

Anning’s hands slapped up, grabbed my wrist, not pulling me off, just holding on like she needed the anchor.

Hana reached down, rubbed Anning’s clit fast and rough while I kept pounding into her.

Anning broke away from Hana’s pussy, gasping loud. "Fuck—don’t stop—both of you—fuck—"

Her whole body locked up, pussy squeezing me so tight I groaned loud, hips stuttering.

She came hard, yelling my name mixed with curses, back arching off the bed, thighs shaking around my hips.

Hana kept rubbing her through it, grinning down at her. "There it is. So pretty when you lose."

Anning collapsed back, panting, glaring at both of us like we’d betrayed her.

I slowed but didn’t stop, still hard inside her, throbbing because watching her fall apart like that almost pushed me over.

Hana climbed off her chest, legs shaky, and shoved me down onto my back again.

"My turn to watch," she said, voice wrecked.

She grabbed Anning’s hand, pulled her up until Anning was straddling my hips, still impaled on my dick.

Anning groaned, oversensitive, but didn’t pull off.

Hana knelt behind her, chest to Anning’s back, arms wrapping around to pinch her nipples hard.

"Ride him," Hana whispered against Anning’s ear, loud enough for me to hear. "Make him cum inside you this time. I want to feel it later."

Anning’s head fell back against Hana’s shoulder, moaning soft as Hana’s fingers twisted her nipples.

She started moving, slow at first, hips rolling, still swollen and sensitive.

I grabbed her ass, spread her, thrust up to meet her.

Anning gasped, hands bracing on my chest, nails digging in again.

Hana reached down between us, fingers finding Anning’s clit again, rubbing slow circles.

Anning’s rhythm stuttered, mouth falling open.

"You two are fucking evil," she muttered, but started riding me faster, harder, chasing the overstimulation.

I thrust up deep every time she sank down, watching her face twist again.

Hana kissed her neck, bit hard. "You love it. Love being used by both of us."

Anning didn’t argue. Just moaned loud, head dropping forward, hair sticking to her face.

I reached up, grabbed her hair, yanked her down into a kiss.

She bit my lip again, harder this time, tasted blood, kissed me deeper anyway.

Hana’s fingers sped up on her clit, other hand sliding lower, cupping my balls, squeezing just right.

I groaned into Anning’s mouth, hips jerking up hard.

Anning broke the kiss, gasping. "You close?"

"Yeah," I grunted, thrusting faster.

"Good," she said, voice rough. "Cum in me. Now."

She slammed down hard, ground against me, pussy clenching tight on purpose.

That did it.

I yelled into her neck, hips bucking wild, cumming deep inside her, pulsing hard, filling her up while she kept riding slow to milk every drop.

Anning moaned soft, feeling it, hips rolling lazy now.

Hana laughed against her back, fingers still rubbing slow. "Fuck, that’s hot."

Anning collapsed forward onto my chest, breathing hard, sticky and wrecked.

Hana flopped down beside us again, hand sliding between Anning’s legs, fingers pushing inside alongside where I was still buried, feeling the mess.

Anning whined, oversensitive, but didn’t stop her.

Hana pulled her fingers out, slick with both of us, and shoved them into Anning’s mouth.

Anning sucked them clean without hesitation, eyes closed, still trembling.

I laughed, couldn’t help it, voice completely shot. "You two are gonna kill me."

Hana grinned, licked her fingers after Anning was done. "That’s the plan."

Anning lifted her head, looked down at me, eyes still dark.

"I still hate you," she said.

"Yeah," I muttered, hand sliding up her back. "I know."

But she didn’t move off me.

And Hana just laughed again, arm thrown over both of us like she’d won the whole damn war.

Round two down.

And we were all too fucked out to pretend we didn’t want a third.