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My nips tighten and my honey pot melts at his words, but I force myself to focus.

“So wait a minute. I thought you said that I wasn’t initiated, but was that my initiation?”

Jock and Jack share another look.

“Not by a long shot, honey,” drawls Jack.

“Definitely not,” finishes Jock emphatically. “We want you for real, Sienna. With your legs parted, ready to take us. We want to show you what it’s really like to be with a man, but the question is: is that what you want too?”

I stare at them because I’m being propositioned. The two gorgeous men crave a piece of me, and strangely, I’m all too willing to give it to them.

6

Jack

I can see the shock in Sienna’s expression as we tell her about Dads and Daughters. Her mouth opens and closes a few times but no words come out.

“Sweetheart,” I say slowly. “Is an initiation what you want too? Because my brother and I are more than happy to initiate you if you desire.”

“Um,” she begins. “I don’t know. I have to talk with my dad.”

“Of course,” Jock says graciously. “I understand. This has been a huge surprise to you, especially with us using the Sexy Slave egg. But it was fun, wasn’t it? You enjoyed yourself?”

She nods while her cheeks flush. Sienna bites her pink pout, and I imagine what those lips would look like on my pole. I bet she’s a kitten and a minx at once, with a body to die for and a mouth that can drive a man wild.

After all, I consider myself lucky to be in this situation. My brother was going to walk off with the spoils of his find when I happened to burst in the door at exactly the right moment. I caught him stroking his pole while staring at the computer screen, already growling commands at Sienna on-screen. And the best part? She was into it.

But I expect nothing else because girls this innocent and delicate-looking often have the filthiest minds. They look as pure and fresh as dew on a flower, but in fact, they’re animals when it comes to tearing up the sheets.

As a result, I’m looking forward to our first time with Sienna. That is, if she’s willing. The shock may be too much for her, and she may back out and refuse membership in Dads and Daughters altogether.

“Go ahead and have a chat with your dad,” I urge in a gentle voice. “Just let us know what you want afterwards, okay? Jock and I are happy to wait.”

My brother nods, saying nothing, but I can see the flare in those cobalt eyes. He wants her just as badly as me, and we’re not ashamed to admit it. What man wouldn’t want Sienna? She’s gorgeous, curvy, and so sweet with that gleaming pink slit and hot brown hole between her ample cheeks. I can’t wait to taste them both.

As a result, we smile benignly as Sienna gets up and grabs her purse.

“Thanks for coffee,” she says in a rush. “I’ll let you know.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” I rumble reassuringly. “Take your time.”

The curvy girl sways out of the coffee shop, both my brother and I staring at that plump rump as she departs.

“I hope she says yes,” my brother rasps.

“She better say yes,” I growl. “Otherwise, I’m going roast Tyler’s balls the next time I see him.”

Jock merely shrugs.

“She’ll say yes. She had a good time with us last night.”

“I know,” comes my agreement. “But you know teenage girls. Their moods are mercurial, and they blow hot and cold all the time. But what if she says no? You could always tell Layla to break up with Tyler if she says no, couldn’t you?”

Jock snorts.

“What are you, some kind of sadist?”

I shrug.

“No, I’m just saying.”

Jock merely rolls his eyes and shrugs again.

“Layla is a grown woman, and she makes her own choices. I wouldn’t tell her to break-up with Tyler even if the house was burning down. Not only that, but she’s ecstatic being with the bastard. He takes care of her, and my daughter’s happiness is the most important thing to me. I’m not pulling out the rug from under them no matter what you think.”

I hold my hands up.

“It was just a thought, bro. Sorry.”

Jock snorts again.

“Seriously, Jack. Your daughter’s growing up, or haven’t you noticed? What is she now? Sixteen? Seventeen?”

“Seventeen and a half,” I say in a low voice. “Natalie’s almost ready for her initiation.”

Jock nods thoughtfully.

“And Nat’s pretty too. Does she know anything about Dads and Daughters?”

“No,” I say in a gravelly voice. “But I’ll get around to it. You know how Natalie is: she’s been so heartbroken since her mother died. I’ve been handling her with kid gloves because I’m afraid that she’ll shatter into pieces.”

Jock nods.

“Yeah, I hear you, but that’s exactly why she needs Dads and Daughters. Nat’s fragile, and she’ll be devastated when some teenage frat boy uses her and then loses her. At least with the club, she’ll be taken care of.”

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