I bite back my smile and try to adopt a properly repentant expression.
“She is not sorry,” Damiano says.
Seth cups my cheek, his touch deceptively tender as he says, “She will be soon.”
Oh, crap.This is gonna hurt.
He helps me into position over his lap.My ass sticks out, and my head dangles down, my hair touching the rug.Seth and Damiano work together to tug up my skirt and pull my panties all the way down.This position is so vulnerable and exposed, I shiver.
“You are marvelous, Madison.”Damiano’s voice is warm with approval.
A happy, light feeling spreads through my chest, even as Seth’s palm comes down hard on my right ass cheek.
I yelp.The shock and pain soon fade, though, and delicious heat spreads through my bottom.
“Fuck, I love spanking your ass.”Seth brings down another swat.“Have I told you that lately?”
“Just last week,” I grumble, “the last time you spanked me.”
He chuckles and spanks me again.“Good.I don’t want you to forget.”
I lift my head, wanting to see Damiano’s reaction.The outline of his length is very visible through his pants.Seeing me looking, he unfastens his pants and pulls out his cock, stroking it in front of me.
Meanwhile, Seth’s cock presses hard into my stomach—I love that this turns them on as much as it does me.
Liquid gathers between my thighs, slippery and warm.If only Seth would spread my legs a little and reach in.I’d probably come from the first glancing touch of his fingertip over my clit.I’m so ready, and it would feel so fucking good.
“All done, little girl.”Seth lifts me upright and tugs my underwear back into place.
My bruised bottom burns as he helps me slide into a sitting position.“Ow, ow, ow,” I complain.
I’m also confused.Usually a spanking like that is followed by some truly excellent fucking.But they aren’t doing anything to relieve the palpable lust in the room.In fact, Damiano is putting his cockaway, which…no.That shouldn’t be allowed.It’s play time, not put-cocks-away time.
“Is everything all right, bella?”Damiano asks sweetly.
“Yeah.Uh, sure.I just thought…” I trail off.I don’t mind sounding eager or being vulnerable with them, but at the same time, what game are they playing?“Are you guys hungry?”
“A little,” Damiano says, “but my hunger isn’t pressing.Are you hungry?”
I’m hungry for your come, I think, but I don’t say it out loud.“A little.”
“Well, we could eat dinner now, or we could give you your present.”Seth kneels down on the floor in front of me.
I suck in a breath of surprise.What is he doing, kneeling like that, with his eyes going all shiny?He looks emotional.
Damiano quickly joins him, a similar expression of adoration and nervousness on his face.“We want you in our lives forever.”
“Are you—are you proposing?”I whisper.
“Yes.”Seth smiles.“But in our own, kinky sort of way.”
I laugh through the tears filling my eyes.“Of course it’s in your own kinky way.”
We’ve talked about marriage, about what that would look like for three of us.California has new laws allowing poly marriages, and while we don’t need a piece of paper to make our love official, we would like to commit to each other in front of our closest friends.The legal protections are also in our minds—if one of us is in the hospital, we want the other two to be there for that person, and not be excluded from making important decisions.
“So,” I joke, “are you proposing with a diamond butt plug?”
The men exchange a look before laughing.
