Page 4 of Dirty Daddy

“I raised my sons to sharealltheir toys. I would have thought watching Van has shown you how well he shares with his friends.” My jaw unhinges, and without consent a whimper tears out of me, giving away how his words have hit their mark. “Careful, little minx, I may just let my sons fuck you while I watch, since I know for afactbeing watched is one of your fantasies.” He releases me and stalks out of the room while I stand here trying not to crumple to the floor in a heap of messy need. My panties are soaked, my clit is throbbing for release, and now I am praying that the snow doesn’t clear so Peyton and the guys won’t make it. I would love to spend the next few weeks exploring Van’s family without interruptions.

I couldn’t sit still, so I decided to take a look around the cabin. The downstairs is spacious and surprisingly homey and clean. Don’t get me wrong, they have the cliché antlers on the wall like all hunting cabins, but the massive floor-to-ceiling windows that give you a clear unobscured view of the landscape are stunning. I could sit in this living room for hours and plot my future romance books.

I continue my exploration of the downstairs and find a full bathroom, spare room, laundry, separate dining room and a study. When Van had mentioned that his family lived in a cabin, I expected some rickety old thing with no running water but this place is nothing like I imagined. It’s fucking stunning. All the beams look unique and hand planed, the architecture of thisplace is second to none. I stop in the small hallway that is located between the study and living room and gaze at the photos that line the wall.

There are so many pictures of Van and his brothers, a few of them have Clayton, but I don’t see any with their mother. I find myself smiling at a picture of the four of them at some lake, with fishing rods in their hands and large smiles on their faces, they look so happy. The three boys were clearly young, Kaiden looking like he might have been sixteen-ish.

“That one’s my favorite.” I jump and cover my chest with my hand as I shoot the man himself a glare.

“You scared the hell out of me!” I scold. Kaiden just smirks and shrugs his shoulders.

“My bad.” I roll my eyes and go back to looking at the photos.

“Why isn’t your mom in any of the pictures?” I find myself blurting out, then I cringe but it’s not like I can take the question back.

“She met Dad, got pregnant with Van, then fucked off after he was born.” I whirl around and face him with wide eyes.

“What?” He stuffs his hands in his pockets and stares at me like what he just said isn’t a big deal. “I thought Tyler was the youngest?”

He nods. “He is.”

I frown. “Does he have a different mom to you and Van?” I push.

“Nah, Tyler’s parents died when he was three. His old man was a good buddy of Dad’s, so we took Tyler in and that’s the end of it. Van is my half-brother but blood means nothing to us. Clayton isn’t my biological father.”

My jaw hits the fucking floor. “What?” I screech, then quickly snap my mouth closed and shoot him a sheepish smile that just has him smiling and shaking his head. A dark sensual lookovertakes his features as he slowly leans in until I taste his breath on my tongue.

“The three of us aren’t related by blood, so if you wanted to fuck all of us, you could.” Kaiden pulls back, shoots me a wink, then turns and walks away like he didn’t just drop a bomb on me. These men clearly have no boundaries or reservations on expressing their wants.

My chest constricts. Clayton raised and loved Kaiden and Tyler like his own. Van may be his only biological son but he never once mentioned any of this while we were texting or talking. All he said to me was he had three sons, he’s proud of all of them and loves them more than anything. Clayton is a good fucking man and now, knowing what I do about him, my desire to feel his cock inside me has only grown. My panties are soaked, my pussy is aching with the need for release and if I don’t control myself, I’m going to take Kaiden up on his offer and allow all three of them to eat me for supper.

FOUR

KAIDEN

Sitting across from Tess as we eat is harder than I thought it would be. I had every intention of leaving Peyton’s best friend alone so I didn’t start shit with my brother, but the fact she is here on her own, and my brother is nowhere in sight, makes her fair game. I know Tyler wants her and so does Dad. We’re a competitive family, none of us will back down.

We all want to fuck her.

I can see it in my dad’s eyes and the way he keeps sneaking glances at her. Ty hasn’t been able to stop fidgeting since we sat down.

She is the most beautiful fucking creature.

I’ve been sporting a fucking hard-on since I caught her ass before she hit the snow. She fit in my arms perfectly.

“So, Tess, have you been talking to our dad for a while?” Tyler asks, breaking the silence. Tess swallows her steak audibly and lifts her gaze to my brother. Dad shoots Tyler a warning that he blatantly ignores, Tyler loves to stir up shit.

Tess sets her knife and fork down and sits up straight, darting her gaze between me and Tyler.

“Okay, let’s get this over with, shall we?” she grits out. Tyler and I share a loaded look before focusing back on her. Dadlaughs, which just annoys the hell out of us since he seems to get what she means and we don’t. Tess rolls her eyes and says, “Let me spell it out for you both. Yes, I have been FaceTiming your daddy and having phone sex. Has he seen my pussy? Yes. Has he seen my tits? Also, yes. Now, so we can get rid of all this tension, would you both feel less left out if I showed you both my tits and ass so we can all be grownups for the rest of this trip?”

“Darlin, you whip that pussy out and I’m filling it,” I answer, causing her eyes to spark with a challenge.

“Yes, showing us would definitely help us grow up. I vote yes!” Tyler fucking yells from beside me, sounding like an idiot. Tess shoots him a smile. This smile is filled with fondness, almost like she finds him cute or some shit. Tess looks to my dad for guidance. She won’t find any help from him. Dad just laughs and sits back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest, waiting to see what she will do next. When she swings her gaze back to me, I raise a single brow in challenge. Tess grinds her teeth as she pushes back from the table and stands.

Tyler chuckles and slouches back in his chair, then wags his brows at Tess. I can see it in her eyes, she wants one of us to stop her but none of us will. We’re all as invested as each other in seeing the beauty beneath the layers of clothes she wears. She grips the hem of her sweater and pulls it over her head, exposing her white long-sleeve cotton shirt beneath. She sucks in a deep breath, then yanks that off as well. All three of us hiss at the sight of her white lacy bra, barely containing her ample tits that are begging for me to sink my teeth into them.

“Fuck…” Tyler rasps out as one of his hands disappears beneath the table. When Tess reaches for the button on her jeans, my breath lodges in my throat and need courses through me as anticipation begins to build. My cock is rock-hard and pushing against my sweats, begging me to set it free and sink inside her tight, wet heat.

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