Page 26 of Sexting my Bratva Daddies

“On the bed. On your back.” I pointed, and she dragged in a hard breath.

As she moved, Leo and Misha walked with her, Leo going to her right and Misha her left, the three of them settling in the center of the bed. This was new territory for Peyton. She’d said as much in our conversations and listed exactly what she wanted to learn.

Something about that earnestness made us want to be the ones to teach her.

I opened the cabinet and chose a toy. When I turned back, Misha kissed his way along her collarbone while Leo ran his thumb along the inside of her wrist.

Peyton’s head drew back, her eyes going wide as she took in the sight of me holding the restraint. I’d chosen a soft strip of silk, nothing that would cause her pain. “Do you want this?”

Her throat moved. “Yes.”

I took a step. “Rules. If you want to stop, say red. Slow is yellow.” I threaded the silk through my fingers. “Understood?”

“Yes.” She twisted beneath Misha’s tongue when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. “Yes, Sir. I understand.”

“Good girl.” I purred the words, my cock thickening as she accepted my praise. God, she was perfect. Perfect for us. I had no idea she’d be this welcoming for us. Leaning past Misha, I secured both wrists to the headboard, leaving enough give that she could move but not do anything useful. She tested the restraints once, probably without meaning to, when Leo slid down her body and pumped his fingers into her pussy.

I stripped off my clothes and stood at the end of the bed. “Leo.”

He understood the bite in my voice and transferred his attention from her breast to the inside of her knee. He nipped the inside of her thigh, his fingers working deeper, forcing her to arch up and gasp. Her hips rolled toward Leo.

“Hold still.”

She tried. Tried and failed, but she managed to impress me with how hard she tried.

Leo reached the apex of her thighs and paused, lifting his head to kiss the hollow next to his fingers. “You smell divine, Peyton. So inviting.” He licked around his fingers, groaning when Peyton bucked.

“Leo. Oh, God, Leo.” Her head thrashed from side to side.

“Not yet.” My cock throbbed. I needed inside her the way I needed my next breath, but not yet. Tonight was all about the experience of teaching Peyton some of the things she’d been missing out on. I nodded at Leo, who removed his fingers.

Peyton’s eyes went wide when he licked them clean and scooted up to fondle her breast.

“Next.” I showed her my palm and the anal plug I held there. “You said you’d never had anyone in your ass. We’re a bit much for you to take right now. We’ll have to work up to that. In the meantime, we’ll start with this.” I handed it to Misha. “Take off the cuffs.”

He took it with a smile and removed the silk binding Peyton’s hands. We’d return to that soon.

I had every intention of tying her up and fucking her senseless.

“Roll toward Leo and put your leg over his.” Misha nudged her hip and found the small bottle of lube in the side drawer.

I’d chosen one of the smaller plugs. Small, but with enough length to it that she would soon understand why it was needed before any of us dove into her.

Misha smoothed his hands over her ass, applied the lube, and inserted the anal plug.

Peyton’s mouth rounded in an O, her eyes fluttering shut.

Misha gave me a nod, his control breaking slightly as he twisted the plug and gave it a light pulse.

“Now.” I gripped the posts on either side of the bed, holding tight in anticipation of what came next. “Crawl to me, Peyton.” I rolled my hips toward her. “Crawl over here and take my cock in your mouth like a good girl.”

She’d asked for this weeks ago, long before we knew who we were talking to. Back when we were exchanging fantasies and she’d admitted how limited her experience was.

Leo and Misha sat back against the headboard, watching as Peyton rolled onto her hands and knees. She looked back at them.

“Eyes on me.” I barked the words at her. “Do as you’re told, and you get rewarded.”

Intrigue stamped itself on her face. She crawled, her body making tiny convulsions as the anal plug heightened her sensitivity and put pressure in places she’d never known existed.