Page 13 of Kenzie's Perfect Daddies

Sebastian

Sebastian was unwilling to give up his intimate position with Kenzie, so he reached around her waist and silently pushed the door open. His groin tightened even more at the sight of Beau, his boy, sitting among the game-controller pillows scattered across the dark gray couch in his side of the room.

Sebastian nudged Kenzie forward, stepping in sync with her, keeping himself at her back, “Okay, princess. Open your eyes.”

He deliberately whispered the words directly into her ear eliciting another full body shiver. He had plans to build on that reaction, but for now, he placed a hand on her waist and felt her sharp intake of breath.

“It’s beautiful!” The excitement and awe were evident in her reverent whisper.

Stepping forward, Kenzie reached out and touched a tower attached to the pink, castle-shaped bed set. She ran her hands along the gray and white bedding and made sure to feel every koala-themed decorative pillow. One hand was over her mouth, blocking his view of those tempting lips as she felt everything she could reach and turned to pay the same attention to the tree in the corner.

Obviously just noticing the sturdy nature of the tree built into the wall, Kenzie gasped and spun around, “Is that…” Kenzietrailed off for a minute and Beau stepped in, breaking his silence.

“A climbable tree? Yes, baby bear. How would you be a koala if you didn’t have some trees to climb? We also figured KoKo would enjoy having a fun place to hang out.”

Before Sebastian could even form another thought, Kenzie had placed a Mary-Jane-clad foot on the first branch and was scrambling up the limbs before he could even tell her to take off her shoes. His heart skipped when she reached the top in record time, visions of her bloody shoes slipping and her cracking her skull open playing in his head. It might not have been as high as a live, outdoor tree, but his Daddy heart didn’t seem to know any better. Maybe the tree wasn’t the best of ideas after all. One look at the joy on Kenzie’s face, though, and he knew he wasn’t about to change it. She’d sure be getting a bollocking about wearing shoes when climbing, though.

New rule. No shoes in the playroom from now on. They don’t really need them. It needs to be kept clean anyway, if my babies are going to be sitting on the floor while playing. In fact, maybe we should all start taking off our shoes when we come into the house.

“Look, Papi! I’m a koala!” Kenzie giggled wildly as Sebastian watched her swing from a branch until her feet found purchase on a lower one.

Reaching up, he gripped her waist and lowered her down, wrapping her legs around his waist and settling her on his hip, “Okay, koala baby, let’s get you settled in a koala nest, while your Daddy and I get your bags.”

“Silly Papi!” Her higher-pitched voice was pulling at his heart and Sebastian found himself reluctant to let her go. “Koalas don’t havenests!”

“No, but my princess has a nest that looks like a koala.” He ended his words by tossing her onto the beanbag shaped like akoala head, adding to her squeals and giggles by tickling her in any spot he could reach.

Beau joined in the fun, capturing her wrists and holding them above her head as Sebastian’s wriggling fingers found her armpits. Kenzie’s squeals mixed with Beau’s laughter, filling the room to the brim with joy, until the atmosphere changed. Thickened.Charged.

Kenzie’s laughter died and gave way to heavy breathing, Beau’s hands lost their grip on her wrists and traveled over her soft skin, Sebastian’s gaze locked with Kenzie’s as he leaned closer and whispered, “If anything becomes too much, little girl, I expect to hear your safeword, understand?”

Kenzie nodded her head, but Sebastian shook his own in response. “Words, princess. I need your words.”

“If it becomes too much, I’ll say my safeword.”

The words were barely out of her mouth before Sebastian had claimed her lips. He didn’t ease in; he was too hungry for her. Sebastian devoured, demanding entry and taking full advantage of her acquiescence. Her natural spicy taste played a perfect undertone to the traces of strawberry on her tongue as his stroked inside.

Kenzie moaned loudly and Sebastian opened his eyes to find Beau with a fist full of her hair, holding her in place for Sebastian’s kiss. Kenzie’s legs wrapped back around Sebastian’s hips, nestling her heat on his erection, and straining Sebastian’s control.

Chapter Twelve

Beau

Beau had never seen anything as hot as the sight of his Daddy dominating their girl. None of them had planned this but Beau couldn’t find a single speck of unease about it in him. She was theirs. He’d never been more certain of anything. It was about time for them to claim her fully, and Kenzie seemed more than ready for that as well.

Kenzie’s skirt raised to her waist as she locked her ankles around Sebastian’s hips, giving Beau an unobstructedview of her pretty, pink-panty-covered pussy grinding against Sebastian’s bulging cock. Beau slid his hand between her thighs and alternated between rubbing her pussy and squeezing his Daddy’s erection, causing each of them to groan in turn.

For the first time, Beau felt complete during an intimate encounter. He’d always known he was attracted to both men and women but hadn’t ever had the chance to make love to both at once. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to go back, and they’d barely begun.

Kenzie

Kenzie’s entire body was on fire with need. Both men’s hands were roaming her body and Papi had yet to break the kiss. His salty and sweet flavor invaded her senses as his tongue explored every crevice of her mouth, claiming it, dominating it, tongue-fucking it in what she hoped was an imitation of what he’d soon be doing to the rest of her.

Hands glided around her hips and gripped her ass cheeks before Kenzie found herself being lifted up, mouth still connected to Papi’s, and carried her to the bedroom.

“Are you ready for us, baby bear?” Daddy’s voice caressed her ear even as his hand slid up her thigh, under her skirt and rubbed circles on her ass.

She would have shouted a resounding yes if she could have spoken, but even when Papi released her lips and trailed kisses down her neck, her breath was still coming in short pants and words failed her. Her Daddy recaptured her lips with his in a brief, yet intense, kiss of his own before she was laid out by Papi, like a feast, on a soft cushy mattress.

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