Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“And we’re going to take good care of you, sweet boy.” Papa gave me one last nibble before they both pulled away. Their connection still going strong, but it didn’t make me jealous because they were using it to make me happy.
Because I belonged to them.
There didn’t seem to be anything I had to say, which was good because I wasn’t sure my words were working, but I nodded and tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. It didn’t help but they both kissed my cheeks like they knew I was doing my best.
“Such a good boy.” Daddy ran his hand over my head as I blushed and squirmed. It made him smile even wider but he didn’t get distracted. He just took my hand and climbed off me, making it clear it was time to go to the bedroom. “Such a sexy boy too.”
My face was never going to stop hurting, but I liked the look on his face even though it sent butterflies whirling in my stomach. Something about it made Papa chuckle but he stood up and wrapped himself around my back, sandwiching me between them. “Our sexy boy.”
Theirs.
The word kept rolling round and round in my head, and was relaxing in a way I couldn’t explain.
Theirs.
I belonged to Daddy and Papa, and they were going to take good care of me.
“Walk carefully, baby.” Daddy smiled as I finally realized we were walking to the bedroom, and when I blushed even hotter, he chuckled. “There you are. It seems like our boy is already halfway to floating.”
“I belong to you.” The words were random and just popped out but they made both my men smile.
“That’s right, sweet boy.” Papa kissed my neck and rubbed my back as we got to the bedroom. “You belong to us and we’re never going to let you forget that.”
I managed to nod but the words I probably should’ve said got stuck again. But I didn’t seem to need them because they immediately started taking off my clothes and distracting me with more kisses.
Papa kissed my back as my T-shirt came off.
Daddy kissed my pecs and moaned as he licked one nipple.
Papa nibbled on my neck as he reached around to release my pants.
Daddy kissed down my stomach as he lowered himself to the floor.
“He looks so good on his knees.” Papa wrapped himself around me, stroking low on my stomach as Daddy smiled up at us wickedly. “He wants your cock. He wants to give you kisses.”
He wanted milk cuddles too judging by the way he was looking at my pecs, but I didn’t have to point that out. Papa knew, chuckling and reaching up to stroke one pec and flick the tip of my nipple. “I know somewhere else he wants to kiss too.”
My words and emotions were all mixed up, but even though embarrassment and desire were whirling around, and part of me wanted to hide under the bed, there was no place else I wanted to be…no one else I’d rather be with…no one else I wanted to submit to.
27
SANTOS
Harley seemed like there was a hurricane inside him that was threatening to overwhelm him because words just weren’t forming any longer, but his eyes never left Dally and his hands were digging into my arms as he kept them pressed close against his body.
I wasn’t even sure he knew how tightly he was holding on to me, but it was just another sign that no matter how nervous he was, he wanted to make love with us.
He wanted to be Daddy.
That would always be the most adorable way I’d ever heard to ask to be made love to, and it was so perfectly Harley it made me want to wrap myself around him and never let him go. But since that wouldn’t get him the penetrative love making he was looking to explore, I was going to have to come back to that.
He was mine, so we had the time.
They were mine.
Not that Dally was particularly patient.
No, he was just as hungry as Harley but he wasn’t nearly as conflicted, so as Harley’s pants slid to the floor, I pushed down the front of his boxer briefs to reward Dally. “Let’s see if your Daddy wants to give you a kiss.”
Their matching moans made me smile, but it was the way Dally licked the head of Harley’s cock as his eyes stayed glued to his boy that had my dick trying to escape its confines. Harley loved it too based on the way he sucked in a breath and his hands tightened on my forearms again. “Papa…he…”
I wasn’t sure what he was trying to say, but I did my best to fill in the blanks. “He loves kissing you and making you happy.”
Heat and desire flashed through Dally’s eyes, but sweet Harley nodded and sighed as Dally French kissed the head of his cock. It had our boy’s knees going weak but he stayed upright as I teased his nipples. “Should I let you fuck his throat, sweet boy?”