We grind her with furious aggression, rocking her soft body between us like a toy.
“You fucking ready?” I ask.
He nods. “Say the fucking word.”
I feel my cum rushing up my dick. It’s now or never. Time to make her ours for keeps.
“Do it, Dad,” I snarl. “Give her what she deserves.”
Her sexy, creamy body shakes and trembles between us as we both come roaring into her perfect, filthy holes. Dad grunts and closes his eyes, pumping into her ass. As he does, I do the fucking same, shooting pulse after pulse of my hot seed into her fertile pussy, exactly where it belongs.
Once I finish, I stay inside her for as long I can, plugging her pussy to keep my cum deep, deep inside her.
I don’t give a fuck that he tapped that ass first. Because I’ve got her pussy. And if either one of her mates is going to get her pregnant this first time, it’s going to be me.
CHAPTER 8
Isabel
Half asleep, feeling comfy and cozy, I roll away from a flickering beam of morning sunlight peeking in past the blackout shades. My hips and pussy are deliciously sore from them taking turns with me all night. I had both their cocks in every hole and made a joke at one point that my nostrils and ears were getting jealous.
I can still taste their savory flavor on my tongue. My body still covered with flecks of the cum that covered me nearly head to toe by the time they were done. I was dripping from everywhere and both Hale and Flint kept fingering their cream back inside me whenever one of them wasn’t fucking it deep into my pussy.
My breasts push against Hale’s hard bicep. I open my eyes, just halfway, and then roll the other way, straight into Flint’s arms. Such a dream. Heaven.
The two of them must have felt me shift because they shift too, grumbling while still sleeping, but always possessive. Always. Four strong hands slide over my tired, sore, satisfied body.
I shift my hips a little and feel two rock-hard cocks pushing into me.
Mercy.
I hold still, hold my breath, savoring the feel of all this masculine power. But I can’t stay still for long, because I’m aching for more. So I shift my hips a little bit, to see if I can wake them up.
“Bad girl,” Hale growls, his voice at least an octave lower than normal. Morning voice is the best voice. “Let your Daddies sleep.”
Flint inhales and clears his throat. “She can’t fucking help it, Dad. Our little girl is addicted to us now.”
“That true, sweetheart?” Hale says, grabbing my hip to roll me toward him, so now his hard-on presses into my belly and Flint’s into my back. He opens his eyes. Dreamy, bedroomy, intense. “Did we get our little daughter hooked on two Daddy dicks?”
Little daughter. How can something so wrong feel so right? “Yes, Papa,” I whisper.
The two of them growl in hungry unison and Hale reaches down between my pussy lips, dipping inside my tender, sore, sex-swollen pussy. He kisses me as he does, and I moan into his mouth. Flint plays with my tender nipples from behind and I feel his thick rod nestle in between my butt cheeks.
I start grinding against Daddy as Papa plays with my wet pussy. He runs his thumb down over my clit, drawing the skin tight, and then adds another finger.
A greedy moan slips into his kiss as I feel my pussy clench tight around his fingers. Magic. Absolute magic.
“How’s our pussy?” Flint asks, kneading my butt cheeks with his massive hands.
Hale pulls away from the kiss. “Tight as fuck.”
He flexes his fingers inside me, driving into my g-spot and making me suck in a breath before pulling his fingers out again. I whine a little as he does, feeling the loss right down to my core.
He puts his pussy-slicked fingers to my lips.
“Clean me off, baby girl. Do your job.”
I suck his fingers like I’m sucking his dick, watching him all the time, never breaking eye contact for a second. He nods at me approvingly.
“What a good girl.”
“I bet she’s hungry. I think we better feed her breakfast,” Flint says.
He smacks my ass with the flat of his hand and I’m up at once. I’ve learned that’s my signal. Don’t ask. Don’t wonder. Feel that loving smack and act.
I wriggle down to get closer to Flint’s cock.
He looks down at me, greedy and a little angry. “Whatever I do next, baby girl, your job is to fucking take it. Take it and relax. Tell me you understand that, babe.”
I slide my tongue around the tip of his dick and nod up at him. “I understand, Daddy.”
Without warning, he thrusts in deep. My body bucks with a gag. A sheen of hot tears blurs my vision.