Page 55 of Their Little Helper

Adorable.

The giggle he got from his Daddy said Dally thought it was cute too. “Does that mean it’s going to be my turn for a reward later?”

As I wondered what he considered reward-worthy, Harley nodded. “Yes. You were so good when we were walking outside. You were careful even when it was hard. You even thought about what you said in the museum.”

Okay, technically he was right, but I wasn’t sure I approved of the greedy smile on Dally’s face. “I like rewards.”

He liked anything that would get him what he wanted.

Harley’s giggle said he’d guessed something along those lines too. “Don’t drive Papa crazy, though.”

As we walked into my room, Dally pouted and sighed. “But I like driving him crazy. I think it might be one of my purposes in life.”

The fact that neither of us could figure out if he was fucking with us said a lot.

It was a good distraction for taking off Harley’s shirts, though. He was too busy thinking about Dally’s response to realize nakedmeant one step closer to having our mouths wrapped around his cock. “I…I think we need to look for a more relaxing purpose.”

Harley’s brain was working so hard to save my sanity, he didn’t even think when he stepped out of his shoes so we could take off his pants. “What if…what if your purpose is something more subtle? We can look for it together.”

Clearly keeping me from killing Dally was a priority for Harley.

We had a very smart boy.

“I don’t think subtle is in my nature.” Dally distracted him with a cheek kiss and mischievous smile as I shifted around behind Harley to take his pants off. “My mother said I’m more of a hurricane than a summer rain.”

Wasn’t that the truth.

“I think…” Harley finally looked down as he started to automatically step out of his pants, sexy body on display for us in short boxer briefs. “I think we just need to look harder. Rain…rain makes everything grow and doesn’t have to be hurricane level of destructive.”

Dally pouted, stroking his hands over Harley’s chest and flicking his fingers over the sexy, full nipples that had to be aching. “What…what do I get if I’m good and try very hard to figure it out?”

Wide eyes said our boy was thinking of a naughty reward for his Daddy, but it kept his mind racing, so suddenly having his underwear falling to the floor wasn’t as big a deal as it could’ve been. “I?—”

He paused, swallowing hard as I kissed his neck and pressed my clothed body against his naked back. “I’m sure we could…wecould come up with a good reward. You…you liked being with Papa last night.”

So I was going to pound Dally into next week for his reward?

Worked for me.

Especially since I had a feeling Harley would be more of an active watcher next time.

“I did.” Nearly purring out the words, Dally stepped closer to sandwich Harley between us, curling into him and darting out his tongue to lick one nipple. “Your Papa gave me exactly what I needed.”

We shifted sideways toward the bed and Harley moved with us, still distracted enough that he wasn’t as nervous as I’d thought he’d have been. “Papa…Papa thinks you’re important too, so he wants to give you what you need.”

He wasn’t wrong, so I kissed his neck again and whispered. “That’s right. You both need different things but that’s part of what makes having two partners special.”

And I was pretty sure it would keep Dally happy too.

His brain moved too fast to focus on just one person without driving them insane. Having two, we’d be able to bounce him back and forth before one person got overwhelmed or he got into too much mischief.

Especially since Harley needed a slightly less intense level of loving.

“And if Dally wants a nice long fuck or to ride my cock as his reward, we can do that for him.” We. Harley was going to go on the ride with us even if he didn’t play on the roller coaster. “Heloves when you watch him and I bet he’d like to nurse on you too.”

Dally was already eyeing Harley’s chest hungrily even if he hadn’t gotten distracted by it yet. Just mentioning getting to suckle on our boy had him doing a little happy dance. “His eyes on me are yummy. His milk on my tongue is yummy. His sounds as I touch him are yummy too.”

Dally needed a snack.

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