North sat next to Jared on the sofa as Jared drew Angie over his lap. Her head was next to North’s lap and she kicked her legs, trying to get herself free.
“Angie, stay still and accept your spanking or it’s going to be that much harder and longer than it should be,” Jared warned.
She finally settled down. “I just wanted to hug, Northie!”
North winced at that nickname. He’d had to find a new one for her after learning that that bastard, Drews, had called her his Angel.
Jared rubbed her ass. “From now on, things are going to be different. I will be obeyed in everything. And the two of you will tell me everything. No secrets.”
Slap! Slap!
“No lies.”
Slap! Slap!
“No disobedience.”
Slap! Slap!
“Daddy, stop! I don’t like that!”
“You’re not supposed to like it. This is a punishment so you do as you’re told next time.”
Several more smacks landed on her ass until it had turned a pretty shade of pink and she was slumped over Jared’s lap, crying.
Was it wrong for North to get even more turned on by this?
“You’re so m-mean,” Angie said.
“It might seem mean, but I’m doing this because I love you. I love both of you.”
He turned Angie over, hugging her against him. And then he held out his arm to North who also leaned in. North kissed Angie, then Jared.
“I love you both,” North said. “I didn’t think I knew what love was. That I couldn’t feel it. But I feel something I can’t really describe for the two of you. I know I can’t live without either of you. I probably won’t say it much, just know that I feel it and I can’t believe I am going to spend the rest of my life with the two of you.”
“Believe it,” Jared told him. “Because this is our forever. Now, both of you get on your knees. You’re going to suck me off. I’m not the one being punished.”
Jesus.
Jared was lucky he loved him.
EPILOGUE
Six months later . . .
Jared deepened the kiss,moving his tongue against hers and making her moan.
And then he moved away to kiss North. She turned in the bed to watch them kiss each other.
That was even hotter than having him kiss her.
Holy moly.
When Jared drew back from North, she clapped her hands and both men stared at her.
“Sorry!” she squeaked. “They just have a life of their own sometimes."
“Do they? What else would those hands like to do?” Jared asked.
