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“You’ve taken so well to this,” Edmund says.“Fuck, it’s so good.Our little princess is a quick learner.”
I keep rocking gently.The guys pick up on my rhythm, matching it.My blood is lava, my limbs made of flame, and the temperature increases with every stroke, every kiss, every brush of skin on skin.
“Nothing between us,” Troy murmurs.“Gonna fill you up, little girl.”
I want it—I want it so bad.Their come, their love, their everything.
“I can’t hold back much longer.”Edmund grabs my hips tightly.
Troy’s eyes are intense on me, his expression pained—he’s trying to hold back.“Tell me you’re ours,” he says.“Tell me you belong to us.”
I’m the one doing this, making them lose control.Giving all of myself, belonging to them.“I’m yours—I belong to you.”
“Come with us, princess.Come with your daddies.”Edmund pumps harder, farther into me.
Everything coalesces into a pillar of heat and lust, my nerves raw, my body alight.My muscles tighten, shaking with the effort of holding back.I cry out, I'm so close, it feels so good.
“Come now, come with us,” Edmund repeats.
“Yes—” The word is ripped from my throat with the force of my orgasm.I close my eyes, shaking and shuddering against the onslaught of sensations.Troy and Edmund start thrusting harder and faster.They come at nearly the same time, Troy with a groan and Edmund with a loud, “Fuck, Danica.”
We remain in place for a long, blissful moment while the aftershocks roll through me, little eruptions of pleasure as our heartbeats slow back to normal.
Edmund pulls out first, and I wince.
“Sore, baby?”Troy asks.
“No, it just feels weird.”I smile down at him, then look over my shoulder at Edmund.“That was really, really good.”
“It always is with the three of us.”Edmund runs a hand over my back and gives me a soft spank before going to the bathroom.
The guys clean me up with warm washcloths, their movements soft and careful.
“Fuck, I loved coming in you.”Troy kisses my cheek.“I liked pretending I could put a baby in you.”
“That’s such a hot idea.”Edmund’s green eyes seem brighter in the dim room.
“Um, yeah, I don’t want a baby.”I give them both a good stare.“Seriously, no.”
“But we could pretend sometimes, right?”Troy pulls me onto his lap and rubs his prickly chin over my shoulder.“I don’t want a baby, either, but goddamn—the thought of putting one in you makes me so fucking hard.”
I consider the idea.“It is pretty hot, as long as it isn’t real.Sounds good to me.”
Edmund chuckles.“Great, when can we start?”
11
Edmund
After another round of sex, we’re exhausted enough to sleep again.
Because my bed is bigger, we move to my room.Troy carries Danica even though she insists she can walk.
“Of course you can.”He gives her a squeeze.“But I want to carry you.And you’ll let me because you secretly love it.”
She looks like she wants to argue, but then she shakes her head and laughs.“Yeah, fine, you’re right, you domineering daddyhole.”
“Careful with the name-calling,” I caution her.“We’ve really missed administering your punishments.”
