Page 71 of Double Daddies
“Easy, little one,” Damian whispered as he brushed his lips against her nape.
“Shh, baby girl,” Drake soothed her, but his voice was strained. “You’re doing so good. Just breathe and relax. There is no rush.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She attempted a smile as she took deep breaths and did her best to relax her tense muscles. They stayed still, allowing her to adjust to the sensation of being filled so completely. Drake’s cock pulsed inside her pussy, whileDamian's cock felt hot and huge inside her ass. Slowly, the burn began to ebb to be replaced with a feeling of intense fullness. A wave of expectation washed over her.
More. I want more!Her mind demanded while her body hummed in agreement.
“That’s it, babygirl,” Damian’s voice filled with pride. “You’re taking us so well. Such a good girl for your Daddies.”
Their praise gave her the courage to be bold, and she shifted suggestively between them. Damian groaned as he pressed his face into the nape of her neck. He ground his hips harder against her buttocks and pumped in and out with long strokes, sliding sensually against her silky walls.
“Ah, now that’s our fiery tomboy Little, boldly asking for more.” Drake sounded so proud, she almost cried.
“Now, Damian. It’s time. Let’s make our Little fly.”
They began to move, their cocks sliding in and out of her in sync. Soon, the patio resonated with the sound of slapping flesh as they pillaged her, pushing her closer to the edge.
“Holy fuck!” Elle moaned but could do nothing other than hold on as her body was swamped with sensation. An orgasm built so rapidly, she was caught by surprise as the waves of impending pleasure washed over her.
“That’s it. Come for us, babygirl,” Drake groaned as they sped up, pounding into her from both sides. “Let go, princess. Come all over your Daddies’ cocks.”
Elle pressed her eyes shut. Nothing mattered anymore. The world fell away, and her pleas turned into a scream as her body tightened. Warm liquid gushed from her loins and streamed down her thighs. Her hips jerked as she clawed at Drake’s back in a desperate attempt to draw a breath. Her Daddies pushed relentlessly into her, subsuming her in an act of double penetration and fueling her orgasms, triggering one after the other to stagger through her body.
Elle was helpless against the convulsions that rocked her. Long waves of ecstasy rolled over her as she fought off the dull ache of excess. She surrendered, splayed open between them as she twitched and shuddered in submission to their control. She had never come so hard in her life.
“I can’t anymore… I… fuuuck,” she cried as a final wave of ecstasy swept over her, tearing away the last of her control, leaving her shattered in their arms once again.
Her Daddies moaned as they, too, were flayed bare and ragged as they came inside her, pumping and convulsing, squeezing her as they wrapped their arms around her.
For long moments, no one moved with their bodies still connected. Their ragged breaths were a symphony of the debauchery they had just shared.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back. Drake gently kissed her face and smiled. She stared in awe at the emotions flooding his expression as he whispered in a raw voice, “You’re amazing, babygirl… fuck, so much more than we ever expected.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” She looked back at Damian, who quickly stole a kiss. “But I couldn’t have done it if you hadn’t guided me through it. You were the amazing ones. I’ll never… this was…”
Elle had never felt so complete, so cherished. She knew at that moment that no matter what she believed, she was theirs, completely and utterly.
Except, this is all pretense, right?The voice in her head was as unsure of what she was feeling as she was. She chose to ignore it as her Daddies gently peppered her with kisses while whispering words of praise.
Wrapped in their arms, Elle drifted off to sleep with a content smile on her face. It didn’t matter what tomorrow held in storefor her. For now, at this moment, she was at peace… perhaps for the first time since her parents’ deaths.
“Thank you, Daddies,” she tried again. “That was…”
Once again, she failed to form one word as the entire experience replayed in her mind like a movie reel.
This hadn’t been just fucking. It went far beyond that. What they had just given her was a vow carved in sin, stamping their complete possession over her—mind, body, and soul.
She seemed to remember something about the line between pretend and reality… but never expected to have to face that conundrum this soon.
Chapter Twenty-Two
DD Estate, Dreamer’s Cove
Drake
As Elle’s breathing settled into the peaceful rhythm of sleep, Drake and Damian shared a look that spoke volumes. The intensity of what they had just experienced with Elle left them both raw and vulnerable, exposing their hearts in ways neither had anticipated.
“She did so well, Damian.” Drake pressed his lips to her forehead, his touch feather-light. “I’m so proud of her.” The words caught in his throat, thick with emotion that he rarely allowed himself to show. Yet beneath the tenderness, a shadow of uncertainty lingered in his mind. The morning’s defiance still echoed in his mind, making the evening’s submission feel almost too perfect, too complete.
