Epilogue 1:
Nyrissa woke up in a cloud of pleasure. Her head was already swimming, and her body felt like one giant tingling nerve. She moaned groggily and reached for the head positioned between her legs.
She didn't need to look to know which of her husbands was lapping at her ultra-sensitive cl*t. Quentin loved burying his face deep in her pus*y whenever he got the chance. Which, for the last two weeks, was every chance he could get. After all the scares at the beginning of her pregnancy, the fact that Nyrissa was two weeks late was more than a little frustrating. However, Ryan and Quentin were more than willing to help her induce labor every chance they got.
All thoughts drained from Nyrissa's head when Quentin's lips latched onto her cl*t and began sucking on it. Nyrissa's back arched off the bed as his demanding lips sparked wave after wave of sharp pleasure to sweep through her.