Page 47 of Secret Baby Daddies
Maddox had already stripped his shirt off by the time he wedged his body between my thighs.
“Do it. Sign your name on my chest, sweetheart.”
He wanted me to sign my name but I wasn’t sure I even knew what it was with the two of them eating me alive with their gazes. I lost my entire mind when he reached between us and thrust his fingers into me. He covered my mouth with his other hand to quiet a loud moan but that wasn’t enough when he curled those fingers and rubbed a spot inside me that defied logic and reason. I leaned forward and bit down on his thick pectoral muscle to quiet the scream building inside me.
“Fuck, Harley. That’s it. Trace the marks those sharp little teeth made.” He pushed the marker back into my hand after I’d dropped it and pulled his fingers out long enough for me to focus.
The indentions in his skin were easy to trace and when I finished the bite mark was clear and prominent. I didn’t get to admire it before he took the marker and pushed me flat on the desk. He pressed one hand over my stomach to hold me down and dragged the end of the marker up my thigh.
Jace stood beside him and they both shifted so each of them had a thigh between my spread thighs. “I don’t think the marker’s wet enough.”
I gasped when Maddox dragged the closed marker over my lower lips and then pushed it inside me. It wasn’t enough. I wanted them. I writhed as much as I could with Maddox holding me down.
“Please!”
Jace gripped my throat again and held me in place while Maddox uncapped the marker and wrote across the top of my sex and down each lip. It was a strange sensation but then the marker was being pushed deep inside me again.
“From a virgin to our marked up little slut.”
My eyes rolled back in my head as Maddox tapped my clit once and sent me into an orgasm. That word. It rattled around inside of me and left tingling trails of butterflies. It shouldn’t have worked; it shouldn’t have set me off like it did. But it did. I whimpered as I came down and almost instantly found myself in Maddox’s arms, being held tight with Jace kneeling in front of where we’d landed in one of his office chairs.
Jace cupped my face and searched my eyes.
“You’re the most precious woman in the world, Harley. I should’ve made sure you were okay with name calling before I said that. I’m sorry, baby. We know you’re not a slut. I don’t want you to think—”
It was strange seeing Jace worried. He didn’t seem like the type to ever do it. Yet there he was, looking almost frantic while comforting me. I cut him off and gave him a lazy smile.
“I think I liked it. And if Iwasa slut, what would that make y’all? Have you slept with your assistant, by the way?”
Maddox laughed and then swore as Jace’s office door swung open. He turned us around so I wouldn’t be seen but he relaxed as soon as he saw it was Luc.
“Harley just called us sluts and asked Jace if he’s ever slept with his assistant. We’re having lots of fun in here.”
Luc turned a fierce scowl on Jace.
“You’ve slept with your assistant? We don’t—”
“No, I haven’t slept with my assistant!” Jace gripped my thighs and shot me a stern look. “We have rules.Hadrules. Now we have you.”
I hadn’t meant to ask in the first place but I was overjoyed he hadn’t touched her. I rested my head on Maddox’s chest and smiled. “Good. That’s really good.”
Luc stood over us with his hands on his hips.
“Do either of you two assholes want to explain why I heard our girl scream from the other side of the office?”
I sat up, horrified. “No!”
Maddox, ever the peace keeper, shifted me on his lap until he had my thighs spread out over his legs.
“We wouldn’t dream of leaving you out, brother.”
Luc’s eyes traveled down my body and landed on my core. His eyes heated and he moved closer.
“You’ve got our names written on that sweet, sweet pussy, little bunny.”
Inspiration struck and I climbed off Maddox to find the marker. Luc’s hands went to my waist and he ground his prominent erection into my stomach as I unbuttoned his shirt.
“If I lose control in this office right now, little bunny, there won’t be a soul in this building who won’t hear you screaming my name.” He inhaled deeply when I showed him the marker. “Why does that marker smell like my favorite snack?”
