He’s twisting and pinching hard enough that I know it has to hurt, but Isla is creaming around my cock. Her nails are digging into my ass. Pulling me deeper.
“Fuck, you’re making Daddy so fucking hard, Isla. Wasn’t going to, but now, I’m going to take my turn in your cunt once your brother is done breeding you. You’re going to take care of Daddy.”
She’s a seizing and gushing hole sucking at my cock. A greedy, filthy whore begging me to fill her.
“Use me. God, don’t stop. Nicky, please. Fuck!”
She cums with such a deep snarl. Her pussy milks me.
“Going to fill you,” I growl, balls tightening. “Going to get you slippery for my boyfriend’s cock.”
I release inside her. So much it bubbles to the top and spills down her ass.
She doesn’t wait. I’m barely out of her before she’s on her hands and knees, straddling Dom.
“Daddy’s turn to breed his little girl,” she breathes.
But Dom grabs her. Flips her. She’s planted on the mattress on her face and he gets up behind her.
“Spread.”
She does obediently. Knees wide, ass up.
I expect him to slam home, but he feeds his cock inside her slow. Inch by inch. I watch her take him to the hilt.
“Even sloppy and used, you’re so hot and tight. Ride me.”
She does, driving her hips back, taking him. The slap of skin fills the room.
I reach under and press a nipple between my fingers. I pull and Isla whines. Idea forming, I slip under her. Mouth level with her bouncing tits. I suck while she rides my boyfriend’s dick.
“Bite, Nick,” she whines. “God, yes!”
She rocks hard. Faster. I bite until she screams and cums, and Dom smacks her ass.
“Oh, the fucked up things we’re going to do to you.” Dom takes over, grabbing her hips and pounding harder. “We’re going to have so much fun ruining your cunt.”
He cums and adds his mess to mine.
Exhausted, we pile together on the mattress. Isla in the middle, legs threaded with ours. Her face finds my chest and I grip her closer as Dom spoons her back.
“That. Every night,” she breathes into my collarbone.
“Count on it,” Dom and I promise in unison.
Chapter Seventeen
?Dominic?
I wake in a warm cocoon of jasmine and sex.
Raw, Texas sun pushes aggressive fingers of light through sheer blinds to turn the room suffocating.
I miss New York.
I miss the noise and clutter. I miss the angry lady who lives down the street who throws peanuts at people on their phone. I miss the scent of Christmas wrestling with a sweaty bear.
But then I glance down at the tiny figure wrapped around me in her sleep. One arm hooked possessively across my abdomen. Her tank is twisted and stretched, baring one perfect tit to my hungry gaze. The nipple is a sweet, blush pink, swollen at the head of the mound. Beneath the sheets, I know her ass is bare, pussy soaked and full from last night.
