Page 25 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
“It wasn’tsupereasy or anything.”She shrugs.“I had to work at it.But it was for a good cause?—”
“We ought to haul you in to talk to Jaxon and Ryder,” I say, nearly forgetting the dripping ice cream cone in my hand.
Ariel leans across the table and licks the side, collecting a drip before it can spill.
Interest flares in Lyle’s expression, mirroring my own.
“Don’t take me in.”Ariel adopts an innocent face.“Please, I promise I won’t do it again, Daddies.”
“Wicked little brat.”Lyle’s voice holds affection and a touch of sadism.He wants to punish her.
I do, too.“Finish your ice cream, princess.We have to deal with you at home.”
“Oopsie,” she says, her eyes twinkling like pale jewels.
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Lyle
Getting to know Ariel only makes me more certain that she belongs with Austin and me.She’s intelligent, funny, sweet, mischievous.Our goals align.She makes me want to be even better at what I do…and she brings out my darker side.The part of me that wants to possess and punish.It’s a side I could never show the world at large.But with her?It’s possible.
We escort her to the car like the naughty little hacker brat she is.We return to my place since it has the biggest bed.Austin and I march her inside like she’s still our bounty and we’re taking her in.But instead of an office or jail, we’re bringing her to my bedroom.
I swing her toward the bed and step back.“Hands on your head, brat.It’s time to get you naked.”
She puts her hands on her head, but her eyes are wide with trepidation.“Are you really going to punish me?My ass is a little sore from yesterday.”
My heart melts and I step forward with Austin, crowding against her.I don’t want her scared or hurting.At least, not unless it’s fun for her.
“Nah, we aren’t really punishing you.Unless you want that.”I kiss her cheek.“I was thinking we could try this without the punishments and games.Just the three of us.”
Austin kisses her other cheek.“But we should talk to Jaxon and Ryder at some point—later.If there are weaknesses in their system, they should know.They’re friends as well as being our bosses.Do you think you’d talk to them, princess?”
“Of course.”She tries to tug each of us closer, but we’re about as close as we can get with our clothes on.
I take off her big sweatshirt and trace the words she wrote on her stomach.I’m sorry.Come get me, Daddies.Then I lift up her other shirt.Her sexy, pink bra matches the marker she used.It pushes her tits up into tight little mounds.I can’t resist—I lean over and bite the top of one.
“Daddy,” Ariel breathes.
“Sorry.You’re too delicious.”
Austin works at her sweatpants, tugging them down over her hips and legs.Her panties match her bra.She’s a perfect little present.I want to keep unwrapping her.
I unsnap her bra while Austin kneels down and licks along the top of her panties.He moves his mouth down, licking her through the fabric.
“Oh, fuck—oh—” Ariel gasps, reaching down to hold his head.
I suck one of her nipples into my mouth, using my lips and tongue to toy with it.I can’t resist biting a little, drawing a yelp from her mouth that quickly transforms into a moan.
My cock presses uncomfortably against my jeans.I grab Ariel’s hand and bring it down, pressing her palm against me.“Feel what you do to me, little girl?See how hard you make me, with your sweet little titties and these nipples made for my mouth, my teeth?”
She squeezes my length.“Yes, Daddy.I need your cock.I need both of your cocks.”
“You’ll get them.”Austin grins.“And you’ll get them at the same time.”
“Like yesterday?”A tiny sliver of fear sounds in her tone.
“No, it’ll be a little different today.”Austin stands up and kisses her mouth.
