Oh. So he reallycouldread me like a book.
“Fucking hell,” Jules said with a happy sigh as he stretched like a satisfied cat, then gingerly removed his own lashes and set them over by his wig. “That was… orgasmic. But Daddy?”
He ran his glittering talons down Daddy’s chest, and his mischievous grin told me that he was starting to come to his senses again. The old Jules I knew and loved had started to come down from that spanking high that Daddy had given him, and my whole body woke up, thrumming in response to the sensual energy he was putting off.
“Yes, my sassy queen?” Daddy replied, capturing Jules’ hand and holding it against his chest.
Jules’ smile grew even wider, clearly loving the attention we’d both been showing him. “You’ve made me feel so… God,gooddoesn’t even begin to describe it. But now you need to follow through on that promise you just made to our sweet Isaac. He needs you.”
I blushed hot. So Juleshadnoticed my, um, state.
“Is that so?” Daddy asked, fixing his hot gaze on me.
I whimpered, my cock throbbing again, just to prove Jules right.
Daddy’s smile turned wicked. “Are you ready for Daddy to take care of you now, too, little lamb?”
Take care of me? I hope he didn’t mean spank me. Not like he had with Jules.
But of course he didn’t. Daddy understood me better than I understood myself, and I trusted him completely.
I nodded. My willy was so hard that it was actually starting to become uncomfortable. And now that DaddyandJules were looking at me like they wereboththinking of doing deliciously wicked things to my body?
I really, really wanted Daddy to get on with it. Or Jules. Anyone other than me, who knew what they were doing and what I needed and could… could take care of me, just like Daddy had said.
I needed to shift my weight to relieve some of the pressure in my trousers, but I only seemed to make it worse every time I moved.
“I think that’s a yes, Daddy,” Jules purred, his hand sliding up my thigh but stopping just short of where I needed it.
“Yes,” I blurted, agreeing with Jules completely. “I do. I want… I want you to take care of me, Daddy.” I couldn’t help but whimper again as he looked down at my bulging crotch and licked his lips, reminding me of how amazing it had felt when he’d taken me in his mouth. “Please?” I added in a desperate whisper. “Now?”
“Yes,” Daddy said. “Right now, Isaac. And always. I willalwaystake care of you. Always give you what you need. You’re my boy, and Jules and I are going to make you feel incredible.”
Oh, thank God.
I hoped that meant… more than his mouth. And the thought that it might?
I almost came in my trousers.
13
Roman
My two gorgeousboys couldn’t have been more different from each other. In looks, in their personalities, in the ways they needed me. And yet, they complemented each other perfectly. They complementedmeperfectly. Together, they were everything I’d ever wanted in a boy… in a relationship… in my life, and if I hadn’t already decided to do everything in my power to keep them, Jules’ cathartic submission and Isaac’s sweet yearning would have clinched it.
With both of them to care for, I could finally be the Daddy I’d always wanted to be.
“You boys are my everything,” I said, grateful beyond imagining for this moment with them in my arms.
In other circumstances I might have worried that my confession was too much, too soon, and would scare them away. But they had each just opened their hearts to me in major ways, letting me all the way inside, and it felt nothing but right to do the same.
Although getting inside them in other ways?
I was just as eager as they were for that to happen, too… and on that note, I had a few supplies to collect.
“Let me see you kiss, sweet boys,” I said, extricating myself from the tangle of our bodies on the couch.
Isaac’s eyes went wide, but Jules’ look was one hundred percent sass and temptation as he gave me a sultry, “Yes, Daddy.”
