Page 11 of Dirty Daddy

We think it’s right.

Clayton abandons making our coffee and moves around the counter, grips the stool and turns me until he is standing between my legs. The heat from his body soaks into me right as his scent overwhelms me. He reaches out and grips the back of my neck, forcing my head back until my gaze meets his.

“Give into this, Tess. We wantyou. My sons have shared before, it may not be right by normal society standards but fuck them. Out here, we can be whoever we want and never have to answer to anyone. I told you months ago, when I want something I go after it and don’t stop until I achieve my goal—and I want you, Tess Cohen.” Clayton doesn’t bother to wait for a response, he seals his lips to mine and short circuits my brain as he devours me with his mouth. Each flick of his tongue is purposeful. Clayton doesn’t ask permission, he takes without mercy and forces you out of the bubble you try to live in.

“Dad!” I jerk back at the sound of Kaiden’s growl. I peer around Clayton to see both guys standing in the doorway. I expect to see anger or disgust in their features but all I see is lust.

“I knew he would try to cut us out, the greedy bastard.” Clayton chuckles at Tyler’s declaration.

“I was just warming her up so she would be ready for the fun.” My brows draw together in confusion.

“What fun?” I ask looking over each of them, my breath hitches when all their features begin to darken.

“We’re snowed in, baby,” Kaiden says in a husky tone.

“Nowhere to go,” Tyler adds.

“You’re trapped,” Clayton tacks on. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up as a tinge of fear courses through me.

“I hear you have a bit of a primal kink, baby,” Kaiden drawls. My brows hit my hairline as I dart my gaze to Clayton in question.

“You shouldn’t have distracted me, little minx, now I won’t be able to use my body heat to warm you until later,” he taunts.

“Why would I need to be warm?” I push.

“Because you’re about to run through the woods in the snow and we’re going to hunt you down, hellion.” My jaw slackens at Tyler’s admission.

“I hope you’re good at hide and seek, baby, because when we find you, we’re going to fucking destroy that pussy for any other fucker. Those city boys you’re used to have nothing on us. We’ve been taking it easy on you but not tonight. We’re going to unleash everything we have on you so be ready to be our little whore.” Any normal person would fight against this and try to reason with them that it’s too cold out or something like that, but not me. I’m hot all over and the need that is roaring inside me is begging for them to catch me, then fuck me so hard I’ll be ruined for anyone else.

If I’m honest with myself, I don’t want anyone else. I want this, with them for as long as they will have me, or until reality calls and I have to go back to school. Back to my boring, lonely life.

TEN

KAIDEN

Excitement rolls through me like waves. It’s pushing me to chase her and pulling me back at the same time, so she has enough time to hide. The thrill of the chase has me heating all over—hunting is my favorite thing to do. I’m the best tracker out of the three of us. I know I’ll be able to find her within minutes, she’s a city girl and I can bet she won’t cover her tracks in the snow.

“Man, it’s been ten minutes, let’s go,” Tyler whines from beside me as we stare out the back patio doors into the darkness outside.

“She has on a coat, boots, hat and gloves. She’ll be fine,” I say in a firm tone. My need for her is riding me so hard that I can barely focus or take a full breath.

“As much as I’d love to fuck her against a tree, we aren’t going to do that,” Dad says pulling both our focus to him.

“We aren’t?” Tyler repeats like a fucking parrot.

Dad shakes his head as he pulls his coat on. “No. We’ll bring her back here. The hot tub should still be hot enough even with the power out. We fuck her in there, the last thing we need is to get her sick. Now, get ready, we're about to go catch ourselves a dirty little whore, who needs to be taught a lesson in who shebelongs to.” A sick sense of ownership flows through me. I love the sound of him saying she is ours. Tess is perfect.

Tyler and I shrug on our coats, then follow Dad out the back. “We using flashlights?” Tyler asks.

I shake my head. “Use the moonlight, keep light on your feet. I want her to think she’s won and escaped us.” Sinister smirks grace both Dad and Tyler’s faces.

“Let’s go hunting, boys,” Dad declares, then takes off. I tilt my head back and release a howl up at the moon. Ever since we were kids and Dad taught us how to hunt, he instilled in us to never use words if we were separated, but instead howl like a wolf so he could find us. He said speaking would alert predators and make us prey. Tess doesn’t know that, so we’re all banking on her talking—it isn’t the four legged predators she needs to watch out for tonight…

The three of us are spread out, all entering the woods at different points. The moon casts enough light for us to be able to see but not clearly. I don’t need clear sight though. Call me crazy, but I feel this pull toward Tess, and I know I’ll be able to track her based on that alone. I veer left around some trees and smirk when I see her small footprints in the snow. I release a low howl, alerting the others that I have her trail. I take another step but pause when I hear one of them release a low howl, signaling they have a trail as well. A second later a third howl saturates the air and I whirl around in the direction my dad and Tyler are.

I cut across the dense snow and move toward them, Tyler and I reaching Dad at the same time. “You both caught a trail?” I ask.

“Yeah,” they answer in unison.

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