Page 96 of Belonging to Them
“We shouldn’t do that,” I say.“It’s dirty.”
“We shouldn’t do what?”Kingston’s voice is stern, sharp, and so deep I can feel it in my pussy.
“We shouldn’t…you know,” I say, sounding shy.
I fucking love pretending that I don’t want what we all know they’re going to give me.Pretending that it’s naughty or taboo or just plain wrong.I love how it gets Kingston going, and then when I don’t listen because I’m either bratting or I forget on purpose, Sebastian steps in with a stinging punishment.
My legs are still shaking from coming so hard.I can still taste Kingston’s cock in my mouth.My thighs are wet and slippery from Sebastian giving me head.
I feel so dirty and used and cared for—and just like I said a minute ago, I always want more.
Sebastian grins and strips out of his clothes.T-shirt first, exposing even more of those delicious tattoos.Then his jeans and boxers.Completely naked, he lies back on the piano bench.His muscles bunch and ripple as he gets more comfortable, with his knees draped over the edge, his cock jutting proudly.I can’t stop staring at him.
Grinning, he puts his hands behind his head like he’s completely at ease.“See something you want, princess?”
I send an unsure look to Kingston.“Daddies, I don’t know what to do.”
King’s jaw tightens and his stormy eyes darken.“Let me show you, little girl.Tell me that would be okay.”
“It’s okay, I guess.”I look down as if embarrassed.“I just…I don’t know if we should.”
He pulls me against his front and gives me a blistering kiss, his mouth commanding me to open to him, to give him everything.He runs his hands over my bare skin, cupping my ass, which still smarts from where Bash spanked me.
“Climb on up here, little girl,” he says as he pulls back from the kiss.He moves his hand to the inside of my thigh, spreading me and lifting my leg high to swing it over Sebastian on the piano bench.
I grab the covered keyboard for balance.Apiano.They bought me a freaking baby grand piano.I still can’t believe it.
“Stop looking at the piano like that,” Bash says with a twinkle in his eye.“It can’t fuck you like we can.”
“Right here,” Kingston says, adjusting my hips, pulling them back so Sebastian’s cock is notched at the entrance to my pussy.“He’s going to fit into your tight little cunt.Just…yes, baby, just like that.”
“Daddy, you’re so big, I don’t know if you’ll fit,” I say, looking down at Sebastian.
He tucks a lock of hair behind my ear, his expression tender.“You can take it, princess.Slowly.We’ll go slowly so you can stretch.”
We’re pretending, because he’s fit inside of me easily before, and I’m so turned on and wet, it’s laughable to think he might not fit now.But damn if there isn’t some mind-body connection, because as I lower myself onto him, his cock feels bigger than usual.Harder.I brace myself on his tattooed chest and breathe through it while he murmurs encouragement.
“I’ll be right back,” Kingston says, stepping away.
When I’m fully seated, Sebastian cups my ass, his fingers a reminder of my earlier spanking.
“There you go, princess,” he says.“Now don’t move.We don’t want to start without your other daddy.”
But Iwantto move.He’s here, filling me, and my instincts tell me to start lifting up and pressing back down.I crave the friction, the sensations it would give me.Experimentally, I try rocking just a tiny bit.
Bash locks his hands on my hips and his hazel eyes narrow.“I will bite your nipples, baby girl.I will like it, but you won’t.Don’t move.”
Gasping, I hold still.Fuck, he’s dangerous, and it turns me on even more.
With a low chuckle, Kingston returns with a bottle of lube.“Is our girl impatient?”
“Always,” Sebastian says.“Which is good.It gives me an excuse to spank her.”
Sebastian reaches back to my ass again and spreads my cheeks even more, holding me open for his friend.“You can lean against me, baby,” he whispers.“I have a feeling we’re going to savor this and I don’t want you to get tired.”
Leaning forward, I let my breasts press against Sebastian’s tattooed chest.The dusting of hair over his pecs is pleasantly scratchy against my sensitive nipples.Kingston opens the lube and a moment later, his fingers arethere, exploring me, stretching me.
“You’re being such a good girl for your daddies,” Kingston murmurs.
