Page 131 of Melt For Us, Daddy
Giggling, she pulled away and shook her head. “Not until we tell you to, baby boy. And definitely not before I’ve gotten a chance to ride that gorgeous cock.”
Squeezing his eyes shut, he willed back the coming wave of pleasure, which was something of a feat with Cordelia still moving inside him. The pain had mostly faded, though there were still little bites of it, just enough to make the pleasure almost unbearable.
Ivy moved again, this time stretching out beside them so they were face to face as she draped one lean leg over his hip. “Are you ready for me, honey?”
“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life.”
That earned him another of those sweet, high giggles. Gripping his shoulders, Ivy shifted so the tip of his cock was poised right at her entrance. And with a roll of her hips took him in, wrapping him in the hot, silken wetness of her pussy.
“Fuck, Jacob,” she groaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she rolled her hips again. “You feel so good, baby boy. The way you stretch me… fill me… god.”
If it had been agony before, it was pure bliss now. Even the pinch and burn of their Daddy’s cock moving inside him, stretching him in ways he’d never imagined was nothing but pleasure as both his women fucked him, their movements growing more frantic as they moved on him.
Slender fingers gripped his hair, pulling his head back as Cordelia sank her teeth into his shoulder, adding yet another flash of pain that sent his system haywire. “I’m so close, baby. Daddy’s going to fuck you now, hard and fast. What’s your word to use if it’s more than you can take?”
“Red. But I won’t need it. Please, please fuck me.”
Daddy trembled on his tongue, but he couldn't quite bring himself to say it. Even with everything he’d given them tonight, something still held him back from using that term.
But if it upset Cordelia, she didn’t let it show. Nuzzling against his back, she chuckled softly, the sound vibrating across his skin. “Ask and ye shall receive. Hold on tight, baby boy.”
And with that, she slammed into him, fucking him just as she’d promised, hard and fast. On his other side, Ivy moved on him, the tight sheath of her pussy stroking his cock with every roll of her hips. Pain melded with pleasure until there was no telling one from the other. Everything was just sensation, bubbling white hot in his veins. Welling inside him, overwhelming him, until Cordelia drove into him so deeply the pleasure erupted inside him and he buried his face in Ivy’s hair with a deep, guttural moan as he came inside her, her pussy contracting around him as he emptied himself into her.
Together, they collapsed onto the bed, a sweaty tangle of limbs as they all gasped for air. For a while they simply lay there, basking in the glow of their mutual pleasure.
Was this what love was? This light inside him, filling him so completely he wondered how it didn’t simply shine out from his pores?
Holding Ivy close, he breathed in the scent of her, anchoring himself in her very being as he shuddered in her arms. Behind him, Cordelia pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder, and everything inside him trembled.
His women. Each so beautiful and perfect in their own way. He’d given them something he’d never given another living soul.
And he knew, deep in his heart, they would be the only ones for as long as he lived.
“That was… fucking incredible,” Cordelia said with a laugh after several long, silent moments. “You both were incredible. My sweet girl and my good boy. How are you feeling, Jacob?”
“Amazing. When can we do it again?”
That earned him a laugh from each of his women as Ivy snuggled up against him. “Whenever you want, as long as Daddy says it’s okay. You might want to wait a couple days for her to fuck you again, though. You’re going to be sore for a bit.”
“Don’t care.”
But when Cordelia pulled away, her cock scraping the overly sensitive inner walls of his ass, he couldn't help but wince.
“Uh-huh,” Ivy said dryly, her lips curling up in a grin. “Let’s see how you’re feeling in the morning.”
“Even if he’s feeling fine, he’s going to have to wait.” Again Cordelia’s fingers sank into his hair, pulling his head back. “I take care of what’s mine. So if Daddy says you need to wait, then you need to wait. Am I understood, boy?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good.” Still gripping his hair, she hummed softly in his ear. “You should ask our Ivy-girl if she got to come.”
At her suggestion, he met Ivy’s dark gaze. “Did you come, Ivy?”
“No. But that’s okay. I don’t need to?—”
Behind him, Cordelia let out a low growl. “You need whatever I tell you that you need. Isn’t that right, blossom?”
“Y-yes, Daddy.”
