“No fucker can see you, baby. Do you trust me?” He nods with no hesitation this time.
That one nod seals it for me. I know that Theo will be one of my good boys, and I am not letting him go. Both River and I need to work together to get him to see that he belongs to us, and that staying here is what he needs.
There’s a spark in his eyes, something raw and desirable—that makes me desperate to show him what it means to truly be claimed. I brush my knuckles over his balls, making him jerk, and I grin.
“I like that you trust me, Theo. That pleases me, baby.”
“Good, I want to please you, Ri—Daddy. You need to teach me what you like.” His voice is deep, gravelly, and it makes my ass clench at the sound.
“You want me to make you come down my throat?” He nods, so I do what I said I would.
He pants, whimpers, and growls my name, driving him closer to his orgasm. I crave the lust from him, needing it to feed my new addiction to my boys.
His chest heaves with each breath, as his hips punch up, forcing his dick deeper into my mouth.
“Fuck, Daddy. Oh God, I am going to come.” His balls tighten in my hand, then he comes, flooding my mouth and throat.
The sounds that leave him are out of this world when he comes, a deep throaty moan leaving him.
Gently sucking and licking his cock while he comes down from his climax, I have to fight off my own orgasm because I want Theo to see me come, to see what pleasing him does to me.
“Wow, that was…” he pants, making me grin.
Moving up his body, I kiss him, his hands snaking around to hold my head in place, before he pulls back with a frown on his flushed face.
“Is this okay?” He gestures to his hands.
“Baby, you can touch me whenever and however you want.”
He sighs. “I am just not sure how much of a ‘Daddy’ you are.”
His hands remain on the back of my head, his fingernails scraping along my scalp. It is a nice, intimate act that seems so natural to him, and I like it.
“I am a Pleasure Daddy. It gets me off pleasing my lovers, and taking care of them is what does it for me. There are so many fucking levels to this kink, but I am not into cutting up your food, or feeding you, unless it is chocolate-covered strawberries in bed naked.” I wink.
“Okay, I have read up some, and I do not like that high level of the kink. I like being taken care of, and the idea that you get off pleasing your good boys makes me happy, because I found that it was that aspect of this kink that suited me more. Even though I have done no experimenting, I have read and watched a lot,” he admits, making me happy.
“Researching is a good thing, Theo. I am glad that you did that. We will all work out what we like and dislike when we are all together. Is this threesome going to be an issue for you?” I inquire again because I need him to know that I want them both.
He shakes his head. “No. I liked being with River. We only kissed, but it sent sparks through me, which only you have done. Men in the past who I have kissed barely made my dick twitch.”
A growl slips free, and he smirks, so I slap his bare thigh. “Brat.”
“I am willing to try this out, but I need you both to be patient with me.” His voice drops, as does his gaze, but I am having none of that shit.
Touching his jaw, he brings his gaze back to mine.
“We will go at your speed; this is a learning curve for all of us, baby. We fuck when you say we can fuck— just do not leave me waiting too fucking long— my balls already hate me.” I wink at him, making him smile.
“Do you need me to take care of that?” he asks, cupping my huge dick.
I lean back, looking down my body. Seeing his hand on me, I look up at him, but he is watching his hand flex around me. Growling, I move in, pressing my lips to his, and my tongue dances inside of his mouth, savoring all of him.
“This was for you, Theo. My time will come.”
“Literally,” he jokes.
“Brat. Come on, let’s watch this movie that we paid for. You can sit in my lap, and I will feed you.”
