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He looked behind him, and Daddy nodded.
Dallas positioned himself at my entrance, Ari’s eyes meeting mine over Dallas’ shoulder.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” Dallas murmured, “or not enough.”
He slid into me slowly, my fingers grasping into his biceps as my body adjusted. “You feel incredible.”
“That’s my line.”
Behind him, Ari entered Dallas, Dallas’ expression not hiding any of the pure pleasure he was experiencing.
For a moment, no one moved—the three of us joined, breathing heavily, soaking in the moment. Then Dallas shifted slightly.
That opened the floodgate, and I begged for more.
Ari set a slow pace at first, his movements deliberate. Each time he pushed forward, he drove Dallas deeper into me. In a way, I was being fucked by both of them, and I loved it.
“The way you look right now,” Dallas murmured, eyes heavy-lidded as he gazed down at me. “I could watch you forever, Colter.”
He didn’t understand how magnificent my view was, not that I could tell him in that moment; I was too lost in the sensations of it all.
Ari’s pace quickened, his hands gripping Dallas’ hips—Dallas matching his rhythm.
Pressure built inside me. I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long. Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge. Between the feeling of Dallas inside me and the view of him being taken by our daddy, it was too much to hold back. So I didn’t.
“I’m gonna…” I couldn’t even get all the words out, my head falling back against the pillow.
“Let go,” Ari encouraged over Dallas’ shoulder, his eyes locked with mine. “We’ve got you.”
Those words—the simple promise in them—was the nudge I needed to let go. I came, their names on my lips, my cum shooting out between Dallas and me, my body lost to the feeling of being so completely loved by these two men.
Dallas followed moments later, Daddy right after him. Their faces were gorgeous when they came undone. I could watch them all day and night long and, since we were going to be living here, that was a real possibility in the very near future.
We tumbled onto our sides, me in the middle.
“Well,” Dallas finally murmured against my skin, “that was…”
“Yeah, it was,” I agreed.
Ari chuckled softly, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my shoulder. “Eloquent, both of you.”
“You stole my words, both of you.” I closed my eyes, happy sleep rushing near.
“And we’ll do it again.” Dallas kissed my cheek.
I was looking forward to it.
Chapter Twenty-six
Ari
The littles were so excited for Dallas and Colter to move in with me. They were such a supportive community, and I was glad they’d had the opportunity to live here in the comfortable, safe space Monroe provided for all of them. But whenever we weren’t all together, I missed them entirely too much, and I thought it went the other way, too.
I arrived to help, but it seemed as if I was entirely extraneous with everyone in the house involved in the move. I walked in and found everyone bustling around, carrying boxes and bags and donuts. So many donuts. Everything about this house was cheerful, from the furnishings to the general attitudes of the residents.
I knew they couldn’t be happy every minute of every day, but overall, in my experience coming over to pick up my littles, I’d seen more happiness than in any other home I’d been in. Littles were vulnerable in many ways, and the home Monroe established for them all provided most of their needs that they could get from anyone but a daddy.
As I headed for their bedrooms, I passed the playroom and paused to admire it. It was not as big or well-equipped as the one at Chained, but it was not bad at all. On my various visits, I’d seen littles coloring or building with blocks. Some were slot car afficionados and at least a couple loved trains. There was even a puppet theater with the most adorable animal puppets that the littles could use to put on shows for one another.
