Page 96 of Destroy (Deadly Hearts 2)

“Daddy, please,” she weeps. “I’m sorry. Please don’t be disappointed in me. I can’t bear it.”

I close my eyes and smile. “Layton, as her Master, what punishment do you suggest?”

He growls, dark and low. It sends an excited thrill down my spine. “Cillian. There is a box under the bed. The big one. Bring it here.”

Wide-eyed and silent, he goes off to do as he’s been asked. He returns shortly with the big box. I wonder if he looked in the small one. I will have to ask him when we are alone.

“Put it next to her,” Layton instructs.

I crouch down and open the lid, displaying her array of very impressive sex toys. “Which one?” I ask.

“The horse’s dong,” he says, trying his hardest not to laugh.

I pick it up, stifling my own smile. “Mm, this made you come all over it last time,” I purr at her and switch it on.

I rub it between her legs, and she gasps, feeling the intense buzz on her clit.

“Are you really, truly sorry, Princess?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she says. “I won’t do it again.”

Layton trails the knife all the way down the front of her neck and down in between her breasts.

She starts to pant.

“Don’t you dare come,” he murmurs to her.

“What will you do if she orgasms now?” Cillian asks, eager to see what will happen.

Layton’s eyes flick up and take in my twin. “It depends how hard she comes around that vibrator,” he says, making it clear he wants me to shove it deep inside her pussy, which I do, enjoying her moan of delight.

I thrust it in and out a few times and then I remove it. I stand up and pull her away from Layton.

“Time to play a game, Princess,” I say. “Straddle the back of the sofa and ride it. Let us all watch you arouse yourself this way. But remember, if you come, you will be punished.”

She swallows and does as I ask, swinging her leg over the back of the black leather couch and settling it between her legs. She starts to move her hips, biting her lower lip enticingly.

“Fuck it,” I murmur and unzip my pants. I move over to her with my dick in my hand and start to jerk off. “Cillian, go to the other side.”

Without missing a beat, he lunges at the three-seater and kneeling on it, he takes his dick out. Ruby whimpers when she sees us jerking off while watching her ride the sofa.

“That’s it, Princess. Good girl,” I murmur, feeling my climax building. “Harder,” I pant. “Edge yourself until you are about to come and then stop.”

“Fuck,” Cillian murmurs, his eyes riveted to her pussy. “Oh, fuck!” He groans and comes all over the back of the sofa, in between her legs. I shoot my load in the next second when she shuffles forward and slides her pussy back and forth over the cum.

“Christ Almighty,” I groan, and let myself come all over her thighs. “Princess. You are a dirty little girl. Daddy loves you.”

She beams at me, and I bend down to kiss her. She gasps and then her body convulses as she comes all over the leather.

“Oh, bad girl,” I mutter when I see why she did that. Cillian has her clit between her fingers and is twisting it slowly. “Bad, bad, girl,” I add. “What is your Master going to do with you now?”

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