Page 12 of Mastered By Bliss

For some reason, that motion gives me more confidence—it shows that my actions are turning him on.I finger myself with more enthusiasm, dipping a finger in and wishing it was more, then traveling my fingertips up to my clit and rubbing.

It feels good.Their attention heightens everything.More.I could come from this, from my own hands, and their eyes on me.But I wantmore.

“I need—I need a cock, Daddies.Please.Please.”

Gage and Dmitri exchange a look.

Gage shrugs and holds his hand out like,have at her.“Well, she did ask nicely.”

“I suppose she did.”Dmitri has a condom in his pocket, because of course he does.He shoves the front of his pants down and puts it on, stroking over his length as he takes the few steps toward me.“Will this fill you up properly, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.”I slow my fingering in favor of watching his approach.

“Keep touching yourself.”Gage’s instruction is firm, his voice hard.

I put my fingers back against my clit and rub a slow circle.So good—and it feels better because they’re watching.

Dmitri reaches me and puts his crown against my entrance.I look into his eyes, at the beautiful, terrible gray of storm clouds.He starts pressing inside.

My mouth falls open in a gasp.He swallows it with a kiss.

I can’t live without him.Nor without Gage.I need them both.So, what would it mean to be married to Gage, but not Dmitri?

Dmitri sinks in further.

“Yes!”I grip his shoulder with my free hand and start to wrap my legs around him.

“Keep your position.”His voice is low, his jaw tight with concentration.“Gage can watch better with you spread open like a horny little girl.”

My inner muscles clench.

He grins.“You like those dirty words, don’t you?So filthy for us.”

“Yes,” I moan.

“Butjustfor us.Andalwaysfor us.”He strokes in and out, moving faster as he speaks.“Say it.You’re filthy for your daddies.”

“I’m filthy only for my daddies.”

“That’s right.That’s why you’re going to come on my dick while your other daddy watches.”

I nod, my tits shaking with his thrusts.He reaches down to squeeze one of my nipples, hard.Pleasure explodes in a bright burst.

Dmitri and I come together, Gage watching, his brown eyes glittering with lust behind his glasses.

And after they clean me up and dress me again, Gage holds me in his lap.Dmitri has to get back to work.But for a long, sweet moment, he stands close with his hand on my shoulder.Both of them whisper words of love.

It’s so perfect—they know exactly what I need.They’re in tune with my body, my mind, my very soul.

In this moment, I can’t remember why I said no to marriage.Because in this moment, I almost believe in forever.

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Gage

Cora drives Leah and me home.She rides up to the penthouse with us and stops outside our door.There, she informs us that Leah will have a different bodyguard tomorrow because it’s her day off.

“And Gage needs someone, too,” Leah says.

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