Page 25 of Primal

“Spread your legs, princess,” Dad said, almost lazily. “Arch your back to make it easy for your stepdaddy to slip inside.”

Again, my body reacted to the command without input from my brain. I felt like none of this was a conscious decision on my part. My body was reacting to the desire these two men created inside of me, and I was helpless to fight it.

So, I spread my legs and arched my back. Mason’s hands ran over my ass and thighs, and I felt him press up close behind me. His cock nudged against my entrance, and my breath left me in a rush. This was really going to happen. Oh my God.

Just like in the hot tub, there was nothing tentative about Mason. He didn’t slowly ease himself inside of me or make sure I wanted this. His hands held my hips in a bruising grip, snapping his hips forward and burying himself all the way to the hilt in one single thrust.

The sound that came out of me was part pain, part pleasure, and it only scratched the surface of what I felt as Mason pulled his hips back, this cock dragging against my pussy walls in a way I’d never felt before. God, I was stretched so tight around him, and the sensations coming from him riding me were completing overwhelming. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I moaned loudly, not even caring if Joey was still outside or if he was in the living now, listening to this.

In fact, I did not give a damn about anything outside of this room. All that existed for me was Mason’s cock driving in and out of me and my dad’s eyes burning into us. My knuckles were white where I gripped the side of the hot tub, and my legs trembled from the force of Mason taking me so hard.

“My God, look at what a good little slut you are,” Dad said. “Wet and moaning in pleasure. So fucking hot. Tell me how she feels Mason.”

“She’s tight and wet,” Mason replied, smacking my ass. “It’s like she’s trying to suck my soul out through my cock. You have to try this, man.”

“In good time. For now, I’ll just watch you ravage her. She’s so fucking sexy like this.”

The way they talked about me as if I was an object instead of a person should have felt degrading, but it wasn’t like that for me. I felt cherished.

Mason’s big hands left my hips and reached around to cup my breasts. His fingers roughly tugged on my nipples just as he drove himself in deep, and my orgasm exploded out of me. Every muscle in my body locked up tight, and I opened my mouth in a silent scream.

“Look at her come on your cock,” Dad said, the strain in his voice making me open my eyes even as I was in the throes of my climax. His hand was gliding up and down his erection faster than ever, and his face twisted in pleasure. “So fucking hot. Ride her harder, Mason. Fuck her so hard she feels you for days.”

I watched him stroke his cock while Mason did exactly as he said, bending his knees to drive himself up into my pussy with rough thrusts that brought me to my tiptoes. It felt like he was trying to split me in half, and I didn’t even mind. It felt so good.

“Holy fuck,” Mason cried out before going still, his cock deep inside as it erupted.

I felt him coat my insides as he shuddered, my eyes locked on to my dad’s as he slowly stood from the chair and headed my way. There was a wicked gleam in his eye, and I didn’t know what was coming next.

Things had changed tonight, and I was done overthinking this. All I knew in that moment was I loved getting used by these men, and I wanted more.

Chapter14

Axel

Watching Mason and Poppy fuck was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. I stroked myself hard and fast, but I stopped before I allowed myself to come. I didn’t want to waste my load. It belonged inside ofher.

I needed to take her myself.

“Give her to me,” I said. I wasn’t sure if Mason would do as I said, but as he turned to look at me, still buried inside of Poppy, I could see that things were different now. I could feel decades of contention melt away. It was unexpected as hell, but it suddenly felt like we were friends again.

Mason backed up, his cock popping out of her, covered in her wetness.

“I’m taking her upstairs. I need some quality time with my little girl.”

With that, I scooped Poppy into my arms, carrying her bridal style through the cabin. Joey was lying on the couch, deep asleep, despite all the noise Poppy and Mason were making a moment ago.

Mason smirked. “Don’t worry about him,” he said. “He’ll sleep through the night without hearing a thing.”

I wasn’t sure what Mason had done to ensure that, but his words were so confident I didn’t doubt him. Poppy seemed dazed by what had just happened as I carried her up the stairs wearing only her bikini top.

Mason was beside us until we reached his room. His hand on my arm made me stop, and he planted a kiss on Poppy’s forehead before meeting my eyes.

“Take good care of our girl.”

Something ran true about those words.Our girl.We were laying a claim on her tonight.

I continued on to Poppy’s bedroom, and she tensed up as I closed the door behind us and turned the lock. Looking in her eyes, I saw the doubt start to creep in and chuckled.

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