Page 33 of Sold on Them

I lift her chin with my finger, waiting until she meets my eyes. “Compared to the rest of you, you’re a little one. I’d like to call you that if you’re okay with it.”

“I’d like that…daddy. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that, little one. I’d like to kiss you, if that’s alright with you?”

For this part, I don’t mind being softer with her. It’ll make her more comfortable with us as we find our footing.

“Yes, please.”

I lean down, pressing my lips to hers. She opens for me without me having to ask, and our tongues dance together. She’s not hesitant in her kiss, but it’s easy to tell she’s still unsure of where she stands with us.

I pull back when Royce clears his throat. Lifting my head, my eyes land on Damon. My eyes widen as he grins, spinning in a circle to let me see the whole picture.

He’s wearing a damn jockstrap that’s mesh in the front, leaving nothing to the imagination. His cock is hard, and he’s even bigger than I thought he was.

Holy shit.

“Parker,” I call out. “You better be ready because we’re coming in. Bedroom. Now. Both of you.”

Damon crosses his arms over his chest and raises his eyebrows.

“Please,” I growl as Mackenzie hurries into the bedroom as requested.

“Thank you,” Damon says with a smirk before sauntering past me.

I shake my head. “He’s a menace.”

“True, but he’s hot as hell, and did you see the size of his dick?”

I laugh, slapping Royce on the back as we follow them into the master bedroom. “You know I did. It should make for a very good time for all of us.”

We come to a stop just inside the doorway, my eyes scanning over the three of them. I smile when I see that Parker is wearing the same exact jockstrap as Damon—though he looks a lot less comfortable in it.

“Damn, Park. You look hot as hell in this. Spin for me?” I step toward him, ignoring the other two for a moment. I don’t want him to ever feel uncomfortable in his body, and this is something I can fix.

He hesitates for a moment before turning slowly. Mackenzie catcalls him, and I can’t be bothered to hide my smile as Parker flushes.

“I almost want to keep the three of you in these for the rest of the day, but something tells me it’s not going to last all that long.” I smirk as I allow my eyes to rove over all three of them again. “Little one, Royce went over your limits with me. You’re willing to try restraints?”

“Yes, daddy. I think I would very much like that,” she says quietly, and I nod.

“Good. Why don’t you go lay on your back on the bed, hmmm? Damon, if you’ll do the honors of restraining her?” Royce waits for him to nod before turning his attention to Parker. “Parker, baby, you get the honor of undressing us.”

Mackenzie clambers onto the bed while Damon walks around to the top, grabbing the restraint and closing it around her wrist.

I lose sight of them for a moment as Parker steps in front of me, pulling my shirt over my head before dropping to his knees so he can undo my pants and pull them off as well, leaving me in a pair of boxer briefs.

“Is this good, daddy? Or do you want them off too?”

“Such a good boy,” I tell him, cupping his cheek. “I think this is good.”

Parker pushes to his feet and moves over to undress Royce as well. My eyes fall back to the bed to find Damon making out with Mackenzie, but keeping his hands to himself. That’s something at least.

I clear my throat, and they break apart unhurriedly. Damon shoots me a smirk, shrugging. I squeeze my eyes shut so I won’t roll my eyes, letting out a sigh. “Little one, I have a few other things we’d like to try out with you as well. Do you want to know what we’re going to do beforehand?”

“I think I’m okay with you not telling me. I can let you know if I don’t like something, right?”

I nod, going over the traffic light system with all of them to make sure everyone has a way to let us know if they don’t like something.

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