Page 31 of Gifted To His Dad

Firm hands spread my ass apart. “Fuck. You should see yourself right now, Baby Girl.”

Griffin’s words urge me on, and I thrust my hips backward, matching Cole’s rhythm.

Warm liquid pools between my cheeks as Griffin rubs it in. I expect him to slide a finger into my back hole, but I suck in a breath when he presses against where Cole’s already filling me.

I squirm against his touch, not sure I can handle what happens next.

Cole lifts my chin so I look at him. “We’ll take care of you.”

Tension flows out of me, and I collapse to his chest, surrendering to them. They’ve never given me a reason not to trust them.

“That’s it,” Griffin says, his finger circling my core. “Take a deep breath.”

I inhale.

“Let it out.”

He breaches the rim as I exhale, and my eyes roll back. It’s not exactly painful, but I can’t describe it as good either.

It’s not until Cole moves again that any discomfort turns to pleasure.

“That’s it. Breathe for us,” Griffin says as he presses another finger into me.

I moan so loud I’m positive the neighbors hear me. My body’s shaking as it stretches to adjust.

Cole pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. “That’s my girl. You’re doing so good.”

My core pulses as my orgasm grows deep in my stomach, each of their thrusts driving me higher until I’m crying out with my release.

I’m exhausted and collapse onto Cole, his pounding heart the only thing I can hear.

Warm hands rub my back as I slowly come to my senses.

I finally have the strength to lift up. “You didn’t come?”

“We are nowhere near done,” Griffin says from beside me.

He’s kneeling on the bed, his ass to his ankles, making a shelf with his thighs.

He reaches out a hand, helping stabilize me. “Sit on my lap, Baby Girl.”

I crawl over to him, and he grips my hips, twisting so I’m facing away from him, and immediately fills me with his cock. “You feel so good.”

I let him take my weight as he lowers us so we’re leaned back on an angle. The position leaves me on display for Cole, who’s looking at me with darkened eyes.

His tongue slides over his teeth like he’s hungry and I’m breakfast. He kisses me soundly, stealing my breath.

“Make her come. We need her nice and soft.”

Cole groans before descending, his mouth pressed against my clit. “My pleasure.”

The feeling of Griffin’s cock filling me again and again while Cole sucks my clit is more than I can take. I shatter around them instantly.

My head’s dropped back, resting on Griffin’s shoulder, too exhausted to hold it up.

“I want you to watch,” Griffin says as he reaches down, grasping Cole’s cock and coating it in lube before guiding it to my already full core.

I stiffen, a trace of fear traveling down my spine.

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