Page 18 of My Fantasy Daddies

“Might want to move it before it gets towed,” I cautioned.“It’s going to take a little while before Esme joins us.”

“There’s not much traffic on this street, sir.But even if there were, they wouldn’t tow us.The plates alone will send the cops driving the other direction.We have diplomatic immunity,” Astro said with a smirk.

Fuck their diplomatic immunity.At least twenty-five of my classified sniper kills had been of some diplomat who posed a threat to national security in one shape or another.They were all off the books.Those kills never happened.Twenty-five out of the seventy unsanctioned kills I’d been tasked with couldn’t be added to my body count.Those seventy tallies didn’t even make up half of the kills I could confirm, which would send everyone at the Pentagon and Langley into hysteria.

Despite the frustration gnawing at me, I calmly shut the door on them.They could stand out there all day and night if they wanted.What mattered was keeping Esme inside and in her bed.

Taking the stairs two at a time, I went straight for Esme’s room.Her door was already open, and I wasn’t surprised to find Malcolm pinning her to the bed.Parker dropped down beside them, his fingers combing her dark tresses back from her face while she moaned Mal’s name.

“You aren’t going anywhere with those two clowns, baby girl,” Mal told her before sinking his teeth into her shoulder.“Not without one of us to watch over you.We have to protect you from all the motherfuckers in the world who will try to steal you away from your daddies.”

“Malcolm,” she whined so prettily.“I’m so close.Please, fuck, please make me come.”

With a groan, he slid down her body, pushing the shirt out of his way so he could keep his mouth attached to her exquisite body on his way to her pussy.

As soon as his mouth latched on to her clit, she started crying in French.Unable to stay away another moment, I crossed to the bed and took the other side.Parker buried his face in her tits, sucking and biting.She clawed at his back with one hand, the other searching blindly until she felt me.

Sinking down beside her, I kissed her, stopping the frantic flow of words I didn’t understand.We were going to have to learn French so we knew what she was saying when she lost the ability to remember English.

She moaned into my mouth, twisting her fingers into my hair as she kissed me back.I would have given up all the billions in my bank accounts to fuck her, but that would only cause her pain.Getting off inside her wasn’t worth even a moment of her hurting.

“Benson,” she whispered, pulling back an inch to catch her breath.“Parker.”Her body arched, bowing up from the bed, her muscles trembling as her release exploded through her.“Malcolm!”

Esme

I blinked my eyes open, reality slowly returning to my brain as I lay snuggled between Benson and Parker.

Every orgasm they gave me was more intense than the previous one.If they kept it up, I was going to die from how hard I got off.Still trying to catch my breath, I pressed my face into Benson’s chest, inhaling his scent while I attempted to collect my thoughts.

My daddies didn’t want me to leave.Which was kind of sweet.If Amelia didn’t need me to take her back to Durst Manor, I might have considered one more night in their bed.But I couldn’t leave my friend to fend for herself.

Plus, there was the Eloise situation to figure out.

Resolved, I pushed up onto my elbows, disturbing the three men surrounding me.Malcolm lifted his head from my belly, where he’d dropped it after eating me to release two more times before I must have passed out from the pleasure.He licked his lips, those dark eyes turning to chocolate.

“I’m starving,” I complained, and as if on cue, my stomach growled.“Does anyone know how to cook?”

“I make a mean omelet,” Parker offered, lifting his head from the pillow.He trailed his fingers lazily up and down my arm, his smile causing a burst of butterflies to flutter in my belly.

“That sounds divine,” I murmured.Too bad I wouldn’t be around to taste it.

Brushing a soft kiss over my lips, he got to his feet.“Be back soon, little love.”

Watching him go, I had to remind myself that I needed to leave.But I still had two yummy daddies holding me to the bed.“While he’s gone, can I shower?”

Malcolm jumped up.“Of course, baby girl.I’ll turn it on, so the water is hot when you get in.”

As soon as he entered the connecting bathroom, Benson rolled us so that I was beneath him.My legs had a will of their own as they wrapped around his waist, my body opening up for anything he wanted to give it.“Hello, my beautiful girl.”

Warmth filled my chest.“Hi,” I whispered.Something about Benson made me feel vulnerable like I never had before.Parker and Malcolm made me feel needed—vital.I got those same vibes from Benson, but it was different.Muted.Almost as if something was in our way.

Deep down, I knew it was because of Eloise.But he said he didn’t know her, so I was the one throwing up walls for no reason.Yet I couldn’t shake the sensation that something stood between us, locking us away from each other in a way that Parker and Malcolm hadn’t allowed.

“How are you feeling?Any discomfort?”He tucked my hair behind my ear, rubbing his thumb down my neck before stopping at the fluttering pulse at the base of my throat.He bit his bottom lip, as if needing the small sting to remind himself to be good.Parker said they wouldn’t put their cocks in me again until I was healed, but I felt fine.A little sore, but nothing I couldn’t handle.

“I’m fine, Benson.Really, I don’t understand why you three are so concerned.”

“We want to take care of you, Esme.Pamper you.Spoil you.”It was so hard to stay strong when he was holding me like I was the most precious person in the world.“Let us, little one.Please.”

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