Pregnant for the straight CEO-Chapter 113

~Woo min~

I stood there like a complete moron, hand still pressed against my dick through my boxers, breathing like I’d just run a marathon, watching Anning go to town on Hana like she was trying to prove a point to the entire universe.

Hana’s head was thrown back, mouth open, these little broken moans spilling out every time Anning’s tongue did something evil between her legs. Her eyes kept flicking to me, wide and glassy, lips moving without sound, and I swear she mouthed "come here" again, like she was daring me to jump into this hurricane.

Anning still hadn’t noticed me creeping closer. She was too busy growling shit like "mine" and "fucking mine" against Hana’s skin, fingers digging in so hard I could see the marks forming.

Then Hana did it. She reached out one shaky hand, grabbed the air toward me again, and actually said it out loud, voice all wrecked and breathy.

"Woo Min... get over here."

Anning froze.

Her head snapped up from between Hana’s thighs, mouth shiny, eyes narrowing into slits as she finally clocked me standing three feet away, rubbing myself like a pervert at a live show.

"You gotta be kidding me," Anning spat, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "This asshole?"

Hana laughed, this high, desperate sound, and sat up a little, thighs still spread wide, chest heaving. "Anning, baby, come on. You’re already here. You’re already... you know." She waved a hand vaguely at Anning’s face. "Tasting him on me. Just... let him join."

Anning stared at her like she’d grown a second head. "Let him join? The guy I was about to murder five minutes ago?"

"Yeah," Hana said, biting her lip, eyes flicking between us. "Exactly. Turn that energy into something useful."

I snorted before I could stop myself. "Useful. Wow. Thanks."

Anning whipped her head toward me. "You shut the fuck up."

Hana grabbed Anning’s chin, turned her face back. "Look at me. Look." She leaned in, kissed Anning slowly and dirty, tongue sliding in and Anning groaned into it, hands fisting the sheets.

When Hana pulled back, her voice dropped low. "I want it. I want both of you. At the same time. I want you to stop being mad and start making me scream louder than you just were."

Anning’s jaw clenched. She glared at me over Hana’s shoulder. "I hate him."

"I know," Hana said, grinning now, this wicked little smile. "Use that."

Anning stared at her for a long second. Then her eyes dragged down Hana’s body, still flushed and open and wet, then back up to her face.

"You’re serious."

"Dead serious," Hana said. "I want him to fuck me while you sit on my face. Or you fuck me while he watches up close. Or whatever. I don’t care. Just... both."

Anning’s nostrils flared. She looked at me again, eyes dark and dangerous. "You breathe wrong and I bite your dick off."

"Noted," I said, raising both hands. "I’ll breathe right."

Hana laughed again, louder this time, and yanked Anning down into another kiss, messy and hungry, rolling them so she was on top. "Come on," she muttered against Anning’s mouth. "You know you want to win this."

Anning growled, flipped them back, pinned Hana’s wrists above her head. "Fine. But I’m in charge."

"Whatever you say," Hana gasped, arching up into her.

Anning looked at me. "Boxers. Off. Now."

I didn’t need to be told twice. I shoved them down, stepped out, dick springing up hard and obvious and leaking at the tip because watching them fight and make up had me stupid.

Anning’s eyes dropped to it. Her lip curled. "Not bad. I still hate you."

"Feeling’s mutual," I said, climbing onto the bed.

Hana reached for me immediately, fingers wrapping around my cock, tugging me closer. "Stop flirting, you two."

Anning slapped Hana’s hand away. "Mine first."

Then she grabbed my hip, yanked me forward hard enough I almost fell, and shoved me down so I was kneeling between Hana’s legs.

"Fuck her," Anning said, voice rough. "Hard. I want to watch her face while you do it."

Hana moaned before I even touched her. "Yes, fuck, yes."

I grabbed Hana’s thighs, spread her wider, lined up, and pushed in slowly just to be a dick about it.

Hana’s back arched off the bed, mouth falling open on a long, shaky "fuuuck."

Anning leaned down, bit Hana’s neck hard. "Louder."

I pulled back and slammed in deep.

Hana yelled, nails digging into my arms. "God... Anning... "

Anning grabbed Hana’s chin, forcing her to look at her. "Eyes on me while he fucks you."

Hana tried, she really did, but her eyes kept rolling back every time I thrust hard. Anning smirked, leaned in, licked a stripe up Hana’s throat.

"You like that?" Anning whispered. "You like getting fucked by the guy I hate while I watch?"

"Yes," Hana gasped, hips bucking up to meet me. "Yes, fuck, I love it."

I groaned, couldn’t help it. The whole thing was insane. Anning’s hand slid down, fingers finding Hana’s clit, rubbing fast circles while I kept pounding into her.

Hana started babbling. "Oh goodness, oh myyyy, don’t stop, both of you, please... "

Anning kissed her to shut her up, tongue deep and messy, swallowing every moan.

I watched them kiss while I fucked Hana harder, faster, sweat dripping down my back. Anning broke the kiss, looked at me dead in the eye.

"Pull out."

I froze mid-thrust.

"Now," she snapped.

I pulled out slowly, dick shining with Hana’s wetness, throbbing like crazy.

Hana whined, loud and needy. "No, no, don’t stop... "

Anning shoved me back, climbed over Hana, straddled her face facing me. "You want both? Then eat me while he fucks you again."

Hana didn’t hesitate. Her hands grabbed Anning’s ass, pulled her down, tongue diving in like she was starving.

Anning gasped sharp, head falling back, hands bracing on the headboard. "Fuck... yes... like that... "

I grabbed Hana’s legs again, pushed back in deep in one thrust.

Hana screamed into Anning’s pussy, the vibration making Anning jerk forward, moaning loud.

Anning looked down at Hana, then at me, eyes wild. "Harder. Both of you."

I fucked Hana harder, deep and fast, bed slamming against the wall. Hana’s tongue worked faster on Anning, messy and desperate, hands kneading her ass.

Anning started rocking her hips, riding Hana’s face, breathing ragged. "God, your tongue... fuck... right there... "

She reached forward, grabbed my throat not hard, just enough to pull me closer and kissed me.

I froze for half a second, then kissed her back, rough and angry and hot.

She bit my lip hard enough to sting. "You taste like her."

"ohhhh," I muttered against her mouth.

She laughed, this sharp, breathless sound, and kissed me again, deeper, tongue shoving in like she wanted to fight me with it.

Hana moaned loud under us, muffled and wet, hips bucking wild now.

Anning broke the kiss, looked down. "She close?"

"Yeah," I grunted, feeling Hana tightening around me, thighs shaking.

Anning reached down, rubbed Hana’s clit fast and mean. "Cum on her cock, baby. Show me."

Hana screamed into Anning again, whole body seizing up, cuming hard, walls pulsing around me so tight I almost lost it.

Anning kept rubbing, drawing it out, grinning down at her. "Good girl. So fucking good."

Hana’s hands slapped Anning’s thighs, pushing her up a little so she could breathe, gasping and laughing and crying a little. "Holy shit."

Anning climbed off, legs shaky, and shoved me down onto my back.

"My turn," she said, voice low.

She straddled me fast, grabbed my dick still wet from Hana and sank down slowly, eyes locked on mine.

I groaned loud, hands flying to her hips.

She was tight, hot, fucking perfect, and she knew it. She smirked, rolled her hips once, slow and mean.

"You feel that?" she said. "That’s what you don’t get to have again after tonight."

Hana crawled over, still shaky, and kissed Anning deep, hand sliding down to where we were joined, fingers rubbing Anning’s clit.

Anning moaned into Hana’s mouth, started riding me harder.

I thrust up to meet her, hands gripping her ass, spreading her.

Hana broke the kiss, leaned down, licked where Anning and I were joined tongue flicking over Anning’s clit and my shaft at the same time.

Anning yelled, hips stuttering. "Fuck.... Hana... "

Hana didn’t stop. She licked again, messy and eager, hand reaching under to cup my balls, squeezing gently.

Anning’s head fell back, mouth open, riding me faster now, chasing it.

"You two... fucking... cheating.... " she gasped.

Hana laughed against her, tongue flicking faster.

I thrust up harder, hitting deep every time.

Anning’s nails dug into my chest, hard enough to leave marks. "I’m gonna.... fuck.... I’m... "

She came hard, whole body locking up, pussy squeezing me so tight I saw stars, yelling Hana’s name and mine in the same breath.

Hana kept licking through it, drawing it out until Anning shoved her head away, oversensitive and shaking.

Anning collapsed forward onto my chest, breathing hard, hair sticking to both of us.

Hana flopped down beside us, grinning like a cat.

Silence for a second, just heavy breathing.

Then Anning lifted her head, looked at me.

"You still haven’t cum."

"Nope," I said, voice wrecked.

She looked at Hana. "Fix it."

Hana’s grin went evil. "Gladly."

She pushed Anning off me gently, rolled me onto my back again, and climbed on top.

Anning didn’t move far. She knelt beside us, hand sliding down to rub Hana’s clit while Hana started riding me slowly.

Hana leaned down, kissed me deep, moaning into my mouth every time she sank down.

Anning leaned in, kissed my neck, bit hard, then kissed Hana over my chest.

It was messy, sweaty, and perfect.

Hana sped up, hips grinding, Anning’s fingers working fast.

I groaned loud, hands grabbing Hana’s ass, thrusting up hard.

"Cum inside her," Anning whispered against my ear. "Fill her up so I can taste it later."

That did it.

I came hard, yelling into Hana’s mouth, hips jerking up, spilling deep inside her.

Hana moaned, grinding down, riding it out, then collapsed on top of me.

Anning flopped down on the other side, arm thrown over both of us.

We laid there, sticky and wrecked and breathing like we’d survived a war.

Then Hana started laughing.

"What?" I muttered.

"You two," she gasped. "Hate-fucking your way into a threesome. Iconic."

Anning snorted. "Shut up."

But she was smiling.

I laughed too, couldn’t help it.

Round one down.

And somehow, I knew we weren’t done.

Not even close.