Page 93 of Power Play Daddies

Kieran’s hand slides down my spine, his palm hot against my skin as he positions me with precision. His grip tightens on my hips. “Think we should teach her some manners?”

I glower, biting back the urge to respond. “Good luck with that.”

Mason’s hand comes down hard on my ass, the slap making me gasp, the sharp sting flooding me with heat.

“Mouthy,” he mutters, the word dragging through the air like a command.

I turn my head, meeting his eyes with all the fire I have left. “And?”

His smirk deepens, eyes gleaming with something feral. “And we fucking love it.”

Beau leans in, his mouth covering mine in a kiss that’s both soft and demanding. My body shudders in response. Then I feel Kieran’s hands pulling me forward, guiding me until my hips are lifted.

His hard cock presses to the entrance of my extra sensitive cunt. I feel the weight of them both—pushing and pulling, demanding, as they make sure every part of me feels them.

Beau’s mouth moves down my body, leaving trails of fire. He positions himself beneath me, guiding me to straddle his face.

There’s no hesitation, no space for doubt. My body responds instinctively, the wet heat of his tongue making my breath hitch. I grind down onto him, his hands gripping my thighs, holding me steady as I ride him, the sensation of his tongue making me dizzy.

Kieran thrusts into me, the rhythm of his body so in sync with mine that it’s impossible to separate us. The combination of the two—his hands on my hips, Beau’s mouth on me—builds something deep inside. Every one of my nerves is on fire.

Mason watches, his eyes locked on me, possessive and intense. “You wanted this, right?”

My breath catches, but the words tumble out. “Yes.”

Mason hums in satisfaction, his hands sliding down my body, tracing every curve, every inch. “Wanted all of us?”

I nod, trembling. Heat, tension, everything is building. I can feel the pressure, the overwhelming desire.

Kieran grinds deeper into me. Beau flicks his tongue, licking the sensitive skin stretched by Kieran’s cock. Then he blows onit, hums, and rolls my clit on his tongue. The world tilts, and my release crashes through me.

Icome andcome and come.

Mason is holding me up as Kieran fucks harder into me. Tears stream down my cheeks as Kieran comes. Beau’s mouth is still fluttering over my cunt, his other hand wrapped around his cock.

When Kieran slides out of me, his cock is replaced with Beau’s tongue. I throw my head back.

Mason wraps a hand on my throat. “One more,princess.I know you can give us one more,”he says. His other hand slides down to cup my breast, brushing a thumb over my sensitive nipple. Then he pinches me.

Kieran pinches my left nipple. The pain courses through my entire body.

Beau’s hand moves faster and faster, as he squeezes close to the base of his cock. Then he releases himself, using both my hands to hold me down against his face.

I am a goner, another orgasm wracking through me.

“Yes!” I scream loudly. My eyes are barely open, and I watch in amusement as Beau’s cock twitches and come spurts out of him and onto his thighs and stomach.

He is coming hands-free. Fuck! That is so hot.

And when it’s over, I collapse, exhausted, spent. Kieran pulls me into his arms, his voice soft as he strokes my back. “Still alive?”

I laugh softly, breathless. “Barely.”

Mason stretches beside us, his hand lazily drifting up my thigh. “We should let her sleep.”

Beau chuckles low. “Pretty sure she’s already halfway there.”

I hum, my body heavy and satisfied. “Warm.” Someone cleans me up, I’m not sure who.