Page 53 of Melt For Us, Daddy (Big Daddy Energy #4)

Ivy

H eart pounding with excitement, and a little hint of that delicious fear she always felt when Cordelia got that look in her eye, Ivy climbed off the couch and held her hand out to their boy. “Come on, Jakey. Trust me when I tell you we don’t want to keep Daddy waiting.”

“Good girl,” Daddy praised, her eyes dark with need. “Take him to our bedroom, but no touching until I get there.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Taking Jacob’s hand in hers, Ivy tugged until he rose to his feet. The silence that followed them into the bedroom was heavy with expectation, and she wondered if he could feel the weight of it along his skin the way she could.

“Ivy?”

In the bedroom she shared with Cordelia, Ivy turned and smiled up at him. “Yes, sweet boy?”

An adorable pink flush rose to his cheeks. “Is it going to hurt? I mean, when Cordelia…”

“A little, especially at first. But she’ll go slow so you have plenty of time to adjust.” Letting her smile widen to a wicked grin, she stepped closer, tipping her head back, inviting him to kiss her.

“And you’ll have me to distract you. I can’t wait to feel you inside of me, baby boy.

Filling my pussy with that pretty cock of yours. ”

With every word, his pupils widened, until the gray had nearly disappeared. “I can’t wait either.”

Lowering his head, he brushed his lips over hers and she sighed into the sweet, tentative kiss. And then his arms were around her, holding her tight against him as he kissed her breathless. Need swirled inside her, an inferno that burned hotter, brighter with every bold swipe of his tongue.

“My naughty little loves. I thought I told you no touching?”

Head swimming, Ivy pulled away and sent her woman a sheepish smile. “Sorry, Daddy. We got carried away.”

“That seems to be a recurring theme with the two of you.” But instead of looking angry, Cordelia just looked… smug. “Perhaps I should keep you both locked up in chastity until you can learn some self-control.”

A chastity belt? It was the first time Cordelia had ever mentioned anything of the sort. And the thought of being that completely at her Daddy’s mercy…

Hopefully Daddy let Jacob fuck her soon, otherwise she might actually burst into flames right there in the middle of the room.

Judging by the smirk on Cordelia’s face, she knew exactly the effect she was having on Ivy. “Luckily for you two I’m feeling generous tonight. But if it happens again, I’ll have to get mean. For now, I want to watch while my sweet little subbies help each other out of their clothes.”

Turning her attention back to their boy, Ivy reached for the buckle on his harness, sliding the buttery soft leather through the silver clasp.

Beneath her hands, he trembled a bit at her touch.

Power unlike anything she’d felt before rushed through her as she let her hands wander, caressing every inch of his chest before she popped open the first button of his dress shirt.

“Ivy…” Her name was a sigh, full of need and want. “Please, Ivy, hurry.”

“What’s the rush, sweet boy?” Giggling at the pained expression her words inspired, she planted her hands on his chest and shoved him lightly backward so that he fell on their bed. “We have all night, don’t we, Daddy?’

“That we do, blossom. And I plan on taking my time with both of you.”

A quick glance to her right revealed that her Daddy had stripped out of her dress shirt and bra, leaving her standing there in nothing but her slacks, her heavy breasts swinging free.

Now that she knew exactly how those breasts felt in her hands, how sweet they tasted, her mouth watered at the memory.

But first, she had a job to do. Daddy wanted them naked, and the urge to please, to be a good girl, overshadowed her own desires. So she continued her slow exploration of their boy’s body as she unbuttoned his shirt, leaving his beautifully chiseled chest bare to her gaze.

“You’re so pretty,” she said with a sigh of her own as she slipped the silky shirt down off his shoulders.

“So are you.” Strong, huge hands slid up her bare legs cupping and kneading her ass. “I could just watch both of you all day. It’s hard to believe you’re all mine.”

“And you’re all ours. Lean back, sweet boy, so I can get these pants off you.”

He obeyed immediately, and damn if she didn’t get hit with another wave of that intoxicating power.

Never before had she ever wanted to have this kind of control over someone else, and she knew in her bones she would never want it with anyone else.

Only her boy, and only with her woman guiding their movements.

Because as much as she enjoyed the power, what she loved even more was knowing that no matter how much control she might have over him, she still belonged to her Daddy.

They both still belonged to their Daddy.

She took her time stripping his pants off him, and by the time she’d removed every stitch of clothing, he was panting for breath, his chest rising and falling with the effort as she ran her hands up over his bare thighs.

In the cage, his cock had swollen, not enough to be fully erect but enough to make it clear the effect she was having on him.

“Poor baby boy,” she cooed, using that same falsely sympathetic tone her Daddy so often used with her. “Does it hurt, being locked up like that?”

“No, Ma’am. It’s, um, uncomfortable. But not painful.”

Looking over, she let her gaze rake over Cordelia’s naked form. She’d already put on her strap, and the sight of her there, stroking the surprisingly lifelike cock between her thighs had saliva pooling in Ivy’s mouth. “Daddy, can we let our boy out to play now?”

“We can let him out when you’ve followed my instructions.” With that wicked grin Ivy loved and feared in equal measure, she raised a brow as she continued stroking her cock. “You’re still wearing far too many clothes, blossom.”

Right. She’d been so focused on getting Jacob naked, she’d entirely forgotten about herself.

Pushing up to her feet again, she turned around, moving her hair to the side so he could access the strings on her corset. “Help me out, baby boy.”

A moment later came a tug as he loosened the strings and she nearly groaned when his fingertips brushed over the bare skin above her corset. It was an erotic little dance, the gentle tugs and pulls as he slowly freed her from the device.

And when she bare from the waist up, he ran his fingers over her back, sending lovely little jolts of pleasure arcing through her veins. “Does this hurt?”

His tone was so full of worry, she nearly melted at his feet. “No, baby. I know it looks painful but if you do it right it’s really not.” Turning back to face him, she grinned. “And I love the way it makes my tits look.”

“I love the way they look right now.” Color bloomed on his cheeks as he gave her a sheepish smile. “Am I allowed to say that?”

“You can give me all the compliments you want, sweet boy. But if I hear you saying anything like that to anyone who isn’t me or Daddy there will be hell to pay. You belong to us and don’t you ever forget it.”

“Never, Ma’am.”

“Good boy. Now, get me out of this damn skirt so Daddy and I can fuck you the way we’ve been dreaming of.”

Jacob

Never had their orders been as easy to follow as Ivy telling him to get her naked. In a flash, he had her skirt and the pretty red panties she’d worn beneath it down to her ankles, leaving her beautiful, lithe form bare.

“Such a good boy,” Cordelia crooned, and when he looked over to find her completely naked but for the straps around her hips holding a worryingly large cock in place, his own member tried to swell within its cage.

But as they had all night, the thick metal bars prevented him from actually getting hard, leaving him frustrated and wanting as he watched her approach, her heavy breasts swinging with every sway of her hips.

“We’re going to keep that cage on you for just a little longer, baby boy. Don’t want you getting too excited while Daddy takes your ass for the very first time.”

A small voice in the back of his mind whispered that he shouldn’t be enjoying this. That the thought of Cordelia fucking him that way with her giant fake cock shouldn’t make him want to throw himself at their feet and beg to be used however they wished.

But that voice wasn’t his, he’d come to realize. It belonged to people who didn’t know what love actually was. People who used abuse and fear to exert control over their followers.

So he ignored the voice, and lost himself in his Daddy’s hungry, glittering gaze. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“God, you’re so sweet. I can’t wait to listen to you whimper and whine while we take both your virginities tonight. But first, I want you on your knees. You too, Ivy baby.”

She smiled as they both lowered themselves to their knees in front of her, and he knew he’d do anything, bear any pain, swallow any humiliation just for a chance to see that smile again.

“Mouths open, my loves. You’re going to worship Daddy’s cock before I fuck you.”

Without a second of hesitation, he let his lips part, opening for her, welcoming her in.

And in that moment, it wasn’t a fake cock attached to her with straps and buckles.

It was her cock, an extension of the woman he loved pushing past his lips, stretching his mouth wide as she gripped his hair and thrust forward.

“That’s my good, good boy,” she crooned. “I’m going to hurt you now, baby. I’m going to fuck your mouth and you’re going to choke on my cock like the good boy you are. Because you want to make Daddy happy, don’t you, baby?”

He couldn’t speak with his mouth full of her, so he nodded as best he could, even as fear ran its icy fingers up his spine. The thought of choking on her cock terrified him, but she was right. He would do it, because she wanted him to.

And that was all he needed.

“Breathe through your nose, sweet boy. This is going to be hard for you to take, but just remember that Daddy is so proud of you. Ready?”

Another small nod, and then her fingers were tightening in his hair, holding him in place as she thrust even deeper, the tip of her cock lodging in his throat.

Choking him, as she’d promised, his muscles contracting around her as he gagged on the thick length.

Drool slipped down his chin as he struggled to drag air in through his nose.

His lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen when she pulled out, letting him gasp for air as he stared up at her.

Cupping his cheek in her hand, she ran her thumb through the saliva slipping down his chin.

“What a beautiful mess you make, baby boy. You did such a good job for me. Now I want you to sit right there while Ivy has her turn. And when she’s finished, we’ll finally get to ruin you. ”