“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” Hayden demanded, his voice deep and rumbly.
Oh, God.
“Yes, Papi. I can hear you.”
“Good girl, sweetness. No one but us can hear you, in case you were wondering. Papi and I have earbuds in. Now, can you set the phone down so we can see you?”
I gasped at the image the order created. Putting the phone on the stand next to the bed, I knelt in the center of the mattress. Gasping again when Declan stepped in front of Hayden, his dick standing firm between his legs. Another beautiful, mouthwatering dick I wanted to feel… in my hand, my mouth, between my legs. I wasn’t picky as long as I got to experience it all eventually.
“Perfect,” he said, but then he groaned, “Fuck Hayden, give me some warning.”
“Where would the fun be in that?” Hayden said.
Declan’s eyes closed, and his face pinched in pain, but he didn’t complain at the lack of warning or time for adjustment as he bounced forward. Hayden’s hand wrapped the back of Declan’s neck, forcing his face against the table their tablet sat on. His eyes met mine, and the struggle to surrender battled in his blue-green depths.
“Does he feel good, Daddy?”
“So fucking good, baby girl… fuck… damn, Papi, you’re so fucking big…” he gasped and growled, grunted, and groaned the words through clenched teeth.
“Strip, pequeña. Daddy and I wanna see every inch of that gorgeous, sexy body,” Hayden’s voice whispered in my ear, even though I couldn’t see his face.
I hesitated for a second, but did as Papi said. Pulling off the tank top and panties I wore.
“Fuck, she’s pretty,” Declan grunted as Hayden fucked him, his face moving closer then further away.
My hand slipped between my thighs, toying with myself, as the wetness already gathered there drenched my fingers, thighs, and the bed beneath me.
“Are you wet, sweetness?”
I whimpered in response, and he grunted.
“Show your Daddy how much you like watching him getting his ass pounded. Show us how wet you are.”
Falling forward to hold myself up on all fours, I played with myself, gathering as much wetness as I could before holding it out for them to see.
They groaned, and Hayden came into view as he leaned over, his cheek resting against Declan’s.
“Taste yourself, sweetness. Suck your fingers clean. Imagine it’s my cock and show me what I’m missing.
I whimpered, but did what he said. I bathed my hand with my tongue, then sucked my fingers into my mouth, first one, then another, and finally, a third. My eyes never left the screen, not even when I gagged deep-throating my fingers the way I wanted to be sucking Declan’s cock.
I wanted to feel Hayden’s thrusts as he shoved Declan into my throat.
I wanted their hands on my body.
“You have two hands. Play with yourself. I wanna watch our girl come.”
With them both looking at me, Hayden pounding into Declan, I turned into a shaky, quivering mess. My ragged breaths joined their grunts and moans, as I buried my fingers in my body, moving them in time with how Papi moved in Daddy.
Minutes, or maybe hours passed and my walls vibrated and fluttered around my fingers I moaned, “Oh! I’m close. Papi, I’m so close. Please!”
“Fuck, listen to her beg.”
“Not yet, sweetness, wait for us. Can you do that? Can you wait?”
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” Sobbing and whimpering, I tried to slow down so I could wait for them, but it was useless, especially when Hayden growled, “Jerk yourself off.”
