Page 45 of Her Dreamy Daddies


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“Correct answer. Lie down on your side facing the window, up by the headboard.”

Obeying, I observed him sliding his finger out of Eloise and directing her to crawl to me. He padded to the bathroom before returning to us. Kingston kissed each of us in turn, delving his tongue into our mouths. For a while only the sounds of the three of us kissing and moaning, mixed with soft whispers of desire along with the lighter music list played through my room. Though we hadn’t had sex yet, kissing, tasting, sucking along every spot I could reach left me more fulfilled than I’d ever felt.

Kingston

In the quiet cadence of our collective breathing, I grew more aroused from my two partners. They caressed and rubbed their hands along my body, their mouths following the same paths as they whispered sweet things in my ears. My dominance seemed to have quieted and calmed Reed’s brat. Eloise was something else entirely. She caved so easily when pushed just a tiny bit out of her comfort zone. It was such a fucking beautiful thing to witness. Nibbling along her neck, I propped myself on my elbow.

“Drape your left leg over Reed’s hip.”

“How’s that going to work, Sir?”

“Trust me.”

Eloise adjusted her body, the angle allowing Reed full access to her pussy. He grinned as she moved, cupping her face to kiss her as he slowly entered her. Her low murmur of satisfaction made me even harder. Lubing my cock, I let them enjoy each other before pressing myself against the tight ring of her ass.

“Daddy–”

“If it doesn’t feel good, tell me, otherwise I want to fill your naughty back hole while Reed fucks your pussy.”

“Oh, god. Why does everything you say make me absolutely crazy?”

“You said aroused wrong, babygirl.”

“Please? Please claim my ass while my Sir fucks me?”

“Such a good girl. Ask again.”

“I need your thick cock in my ass, Daddy. Please fuck it while my Sir claims my pussy?”

Reed growled from in front of her, nipping along her collarbone. “Fuck, Sir. I’m not going to last. Please?”

Chuckling darkly, I gave in to their pleas. “Relax.” Sliding myself into her ass, I allowed her to accommodate me before pushing past the resistance a little at a time.

“Oh, fuck!”

Eloise clenched around my cock as I thrust deeper. She thrashed, gripping her hands around Reed.

“How does that feel, princess?”

“Fuck… yes… faster!”

Reed cocked his head to the side, making eye contact with me. I licked along my lips, having an idea of what he was going to do, even though we hadn’t discussed it before. He grinned before focusing on Eloise, wrapping his hand around her throat. She squeaked before losing her breath.

“Do you get to make demands in the bedroom, babygirl?” He whispered in her ear.

I stilled my hips while buried deep inside her. I listened to her breathing, subtly checking her pulse to make sure she was not in distress.

Eloise had been through some extremely traumatic shit in her past, though I didn’t exactly know what it entailed. I didn’t want to push her into a bad reaction but strangely enough, she held the control here. I was in charge, but she held the power. Checking her pulse again, I took a deep breath.

“Release her throat. Her pulse is a bit high. We are getting into edge play. That needs to be negotiated before we can continue.”

Reed nodded, slowly releasing his hold. He licked along her throat, murmuring sweet things as she gasped.

“I wanted it, Sir,” Eloise whined. “That was the hottest thing anyone’s ever done. Why did you make him stop?”

“Because you’re very likely to hit subspace and I want to be prepared with what you need for aftercare. We also need to map out the sort of scene we were dipping our toes into. It can be very healing after experiencing trauma to be in control of how you want your fantasy handled, even with some dubious consent. But we need to discuss it.” I kissed all along her shoulder and down her arm, lightly resuming the gentle motion of thrusting in and out of her tight hole.

She seemed to accept what I said or she was close to a release.