Page 73 of Double Daddies (Dirty Daddies Anthologies #8)

Chapter Eight

Nora

Brix’s hand stills on my thigh as I say those words. Whining, I move my hands, placing them on his, and start to move his fingers up my thigh.

“Please,” I beg.

“Baby,” he gently says. “Are you sure?”

I lock eyes with Elijah as he looks between me and Brix. They are having a silent conversation.

“Please,” I beg once again. “I’ve wanted this since I first saw you.”

“You were scared of me the first time you saw me,” Brix points out.

“’Cause I wasn’t expecting you to be in the car,” I mumble. “But I’ve been turned on so many times. I want you two. I always have. Please.”

“Put her down for a nap afterward?” Elijah looks at Brix.

“Hey!” I raise my voice. “I don’t need a nap! I just slept.”

“You’ve had a big day,” Brix reminds me.

“I don’t need a nap,” I grumble. “I just need you two.”

“We’ll see how you feel after,” Elijah says. “But if we say a nap, you’re taking one. No arguments.”

“How wet are you for us?” Brix whispers in my ear, nipping at it.

“So wet,” I whimper, trying to move my hips to gain friction. “Please.”

Before I know what’s going on, my pants, underwear, and shirt are off, and I’m lying on the couch.

“How do you feel about degradation?” Elijah asks.

“Wh-what?” I ask.

“Like our greedy little slut. Things like that.” He grips my chin when I try to look away.

“I don’t know,” I whisper. “I’ve never had someone say those things to me.”

“If you don’t like it, you tell us immediately, understand?” Brix towers over me.

I press my thighs together and nod.

“Hmm, I didn’t say you could close your legs.” Elijah cocks his head to the side. “Spread them.”

Doing as he says, I wait for them to do something, anything . I don’t want to move, and them stop and not give me any pleasure.

Elijah kneels at my side, dipping his fingers into my pussy, teasing me with the tips of them before pulling back out. I groan, closing my eyes as I try to stay still. His fingers run through my folds, coating them with my juices.

“So wet for us,” he murmurs, our eyes connecting. “Such a good girl.”

I feel myself getting more turned on with his words. Everything in me wants to beg him to plunge his fingers in me, bring me pleasure, and let me come, but I keep my mouth shut. Would they like that, or do they want me to keep quiet?

“Can you be our good little slut and keep these legs spread for us?” Elijah asks as he licks his fingers.

I shudder, feeling myself getting more aroused as he cleaned his fingers. A small slap is delivered to my pussy, bringing me out of my thoughts. I yelp in shock before pleasure courses through my body.

“Answer me,” Elijah growls.

“Yes, I’ll be your good little slut and keep my legs open,” I rush out.

“Good girl,” Brix says.

Elijah’s hand trails up my thigh, sending little sparks of pleasure through my body. His fingers get closer and closer to my pussy, anticipation coursing through my body.

“Please,” I beg.

His hand moves closer and flicks my clit. My chest arches as I moan, pleasure rushing through me. I watch as Elijah’s middle finger slips into me, and my eyes close as I relish in it.

“Please, Elijah,” I moan, wanting more.

A second finger slips into my tight channel as Elijah thrusts his fingers in and out of me as his other hand rubs my clit. The pressure builds up inside me, blindsiding me with how intense it is.

“I’m c-close,” I whimper as Elijah picks up his pace. “Please.”

“Don’t let her come right away,” Brix commands.

My head shoots up as I make eye contact with Brix. What does he mean I can’t come right away?

He stands near my head, and I can see the hard outline of his cock. I lick my lips, staring right at it. I will do anything to have my lips around his cock, sucking him as Elijah plays with me.

“Be our good girl and take my cock in your mouth while Elijah continues to play with you.” Brix unzips his pants. “Then maybe you’ll be able to come.”

I suck in a breath as Elijah scissors his fingers in my pussy before slowly moving them in and out.

“Are you going to take my dick in your mouth like the greedy little cocksucker you are?” Brix asks.

I nod my head. “Yes, Sir,” I rush out, opening my mouth as he slowly places the tip in my mouth.

Brix’s eyes dilate, and he growls as I wrap my hand around the base of his cock.

I bob my head back and forth, taking more of him in.

I gently squeeze the base, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock as Brix closes his eyes.

A low moan escapes past his mouth, and his hips buck, his cock hitting the back of my throat.

I gag, pulling away as I try not to throw up.

“Breathe through your nose,” Elijah commands as he adds a third finger to my pussy. “Hollow your cheeks.”

“Shit,” Brix mumbles.

That’s all I need to continue, adding pressure here and there. Elijah punches my clit right as he thrusts his fingers into me harder. Pleasure continues to build up inside of me, and I try my hardest not to come right then and there.

“Do you want to come?” Brix asks.

I look up at him, humming in agreement as my eyes beg for him to let me.

“Come,” Brix commands as Elijah pinches my clit, his fingers thrusting into me.

I feel myself tip over the edge and come. My hand gently squeezes around Brix’s cock, taking him over the edge with me and coming in my mouth. I swallow his load as Elijah pulls his fingers from my pussy.

“So delicious,” he hums, taking his fingers in his mouth, cleaning them.

I lie lifeless on the couch as I stare at both of them.

“Such a good girl,” Brix whispers, picking me up.

I whine, not wanting to do anything, but he hushes me. One of his hands is under my bottom while the other holds my back. I feel like I belong in his arms, in both of their arms.

Like we were always meant to be together.

“Let’s go clean you up,” he whispers. “Then we’ll feed you.”

“I already had a meal, though.” I giggle, snuggling into his chest.

His arms wrap around me as he walks further away from the living room and into my room. He sets me on the bed. “Stay with Daddy.” He gives me a pointed look.

Elijah sits next to me, holding me close to his body as Brix walks into the bathroom. I lean my head against his chest and go limp.

“So good,” I mumble. “We should do it again.”

“Soon, little bit.” Elijah kisses the side of my head as Brix walks back into the room.

“Spread your legs for me,” he commands.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” I crack a grin, wanting them to pleasure me all over again.

“Not happening,” Brix growls. “Just cleaning you up.”

That’s when I notice the washcloth in his hands, and my face goes red. Right. They did say they were going to clean me up. The warm washcloth gently glides through my folds.

I try not to squirm as he cleans me. Think sad thoughts, so I don’t get turned on again. Puppies being left on the side of the road.

Nope, that didn’t work.

A hairy naked man standing in front of me.

My face goes red, and my breath hitches as he continues to clean me. I close my eyes. Hairy ass crack with poop all over it.

Yep… that does it. I’m officially turned off with that thought. Yuck.

“All done,” Brix announces, standing up. “Let's go get food in your belly.”