We were both touching her now—grounding her.
Giving her the reins… only to slowly take them back.
I let her suck, watching the way her cheeks hollowed.
Fuck.She was gorgeous.
Then I pulled back, breathing hard, and nodded toward my brother.
“Now him.”
She looked between us, blinking.
“You don’t have to take turns,” she whispered, hesitant.
I smiled. “We like sharing.”
Luca was already hard, cock resting against his abs as he moved in closer, lifting her chin.
“You okay, baby?”
She nodded.
“Color check?” he asked softly.
She smiled, even as her breath caught.
“Green.”
His voice dropped into that dangerous softness he only ever used with her.
“Good. Because now I want you to use that pretty mouth for me. Can you do that?”
She licked her lips. “Yes…Daddy.”
Luca’s breath stuttered. “Goddamn.”
He guided himself to her lips, and she leaned forward—already more confident, alreadylearning.
She kissed him the way we’d taught her. Let her tongue explore.
Then took him slowly into her mouth.
Luca’s hand tangled in her hair—not forcing, just steadying.
“Slower,” he murmured. “Yeah…just like that.That’s our good girl.”
She moaned around him, eyes glazed, mouth full—and I watched in awe.
Then he pulled back, voice low and hoarse. “She’s too good at this.”
“She’s a fast learner,” I said, pulling her gently toward me. “Aren’t you, baby?”
Her mouth found me again—wetter now, bolder.
My hand stayed at the back of her head, holding her—not pushing, not demanding, justpresent. Letting her feel how much we werehers.
“Doing so well,” I breathed. “You like making us feel good?”