Page 30 of Their Little Helper (The Lactin Brotherhood #22)

SANTOS

Harley seemed like there was a hurricane inside him that was threatening to overwhelm him because words just weren’t forming any longer, but his eyes never left Dally and his hands were digging into my arms as he kept them pressed close against his body.

I wasn’t even sure he knew how tightly he was holding on to me, but it was just another sign that no matter how nervous he was, he wanted to make love with us.

He wanted to be Daddy.

That would always be the most adorable way I’d ever heard to ask to be made love to, and it was so perfectly Harley it made me want to wrap myself around him and never let him go.

But since that wouldn’t get him the penetrative love making he was looking to explore, I was going to have to come back to that.

He was mine, so we had the time.

They were mine.

Not that Dally was particularly patient.

No, he was just as hungry as Harley but he wasn’t nearly as conflicted, so as Harley’s pants slid to the floor, I pushed down the front of his boxer briefs to reward Dally. “Let’s see if your Daddy wants to give you a kiss.”

Their matching moans made me smile, but it was the way Dally licked the head of Harley’s cock as his eyes stayed glued to his boy that had my dick trying to escape its confines. Harley loved it too based on the way he sucked in a breath and his hands tightened on my forearms again. “Papa…he…”

I wasn’t sure what he was trying to say, but I did my best to fill in the blanks. “He loves kissing you and making you happy.”

Heat and desire flashed through Dally’s eyes, but sweet Harley nodded and sighed as Dally French kissed the head of his cock. It had our boy’s knees going weak but he stayed upright as I teased his nipples. “Should I let you fuck his throat, sweet boy?”

Harley sucked in a breath and lost his words again as Dally’s expression got wicked and sexy. “Oh, Dally liked that idea.”

They both liked that idea.

“But he’d also like to have milk cuddles with our boy.” Pinching the tip of one nipple, I swiped the milk that beaded on the tip and brought it down to Dally. “Let’s give your Daddy a taste.”

We all knew I was working on getting more comfortable with this part of their play, but neither of them was thinking about that as Dally released Harley’s cock and wrapped his lips around my finger.

I couldn’t help giving in to his invitation and fucked his mouth with my finger as Harley held his breath and shivered.

Dally’s moan made it clear he was ready for whatever kind of kisses Harley wanted, but I thought it would be the best distraction as I got our boy ready.

So I eased my finger out of Dally’s lips and brought the slick finger back up to Harley’s chest. “Daddy’s hungry.

Step out of your clothes. Let’s go cuddle on the bed. ”

Where we wouldn’t have to depend on his legs holding him up.

As Dally rose, Harley blinked and looked around confused. “I…”

Whatever he was going to say was lost as Dally gave him a gentle kiss and shut down Harley’s brain again. There was just enough working for him to move his legs and get free of his pants and underwear, but it seemed mostly automatic.

When Dally eased back, Harley was back to looking slightly lost but there was no fear in him and I couldn’t see the worry that’d originally been on his face. “Lie down for Daddy.”

Nodding slowly, Harley swallowed as he stepped toward the bed. “Milk cuddles.”

“That’s right.” And then we’d just keep going and see what happened. “Good boy.”

Milk cuddles were best done naked…at least to Dally…so I wasn’t surprised when he quickly stripped down as soon as Harley stretched out in the middle of the bed. “Oh, there’s my sexy boy.”

That had Harley going three different shades of red, but it didn’t stop him from wrapping his arms around his Daddy and moaning as Dally dove right into his chest. It was the perfect distraction but thankfully, only to Harley because Dally remembered the goal and rolled Harley to his side. “Cuddle time.”

Harley’s sexy sound was somewhere between a moan and a sigh, and he closed his eyes as he wrapped one leg around Dally, unintentionally opening himself up for me.

Perfect.

As they got lost in their own world, I quickly stripped down and grabbed the condom and lube as silently as I could. Harley barely shifted as I climbed in behind him, but he let out another needy sigh as I curled up against his back.

It was enough of an invitation that I started kissing his neck and slowly let him get used to being touched and feeling my dick against his ass.

Without Dally it would’ve taken longer for him to relax, but they’d been having their milk cuddles since the beginning of our relationship and Harley’s body immediately relaxed as soon as Dally wrapped his lips around our boy’s full nipples.

Suckling softly, it was clear Dally wasn’t rushing and it turned our boy into mush as he cuddled with his Daddy. When Harley was as close to subspace as I could let him get, I kissed down his neck and reached for the lube.

Teasing two slicked fingers around his tight entrance got another low moan from him, but it took the lightest pressure to slip one into him. I knew part of that was how relaxed he was at the moment, but I knew his earlier shower after our lazy morning also helped.

I didn’t want to lose the headspace he’d found, so I kept my kisses light and just used soft sounds as I slowly stretched his body. We didn’t have a timeline we were working on but I made sure to add a second finger before Dally was done with the first side.

It had Harley squirming, but soft kisses and his Daddy’s lips had him quickly rocking between us as he remembered how much he liked being penetrated. Once that hit him, his headspace shifted and need took over as the quiet submission faded to the background.

He let out low whimpers and moaned as I brushed the pads of my fingers against his prostate, shifting from stretching to heating things up. “I…Papa…”

Words.

It was generally a good sign for Harley because it meant he wanted something enough to work for it, so I continued kissing him as I teased his sensitive gland to send more fiery pleasure through him. “That’s right. I’m right here and so is your Daddy. We’ve got you.”

“It’s…” Clenching around me, he whined and rocked his hips faster, clearly needing more. “I…”

His wiggling tightened his leg and pulled Dally closer, rubbing their cocks against each other’s bodies judging by the moans it got from both of them. “Oh…”

It seemed like our boy loved getting stimulated from so many different places at once, and his Daddy realized that too. We both started moving in tandem, fucking him between us as we pushed his desire higher.

Harley seemed to love the way the pleasure surrounded him, but Dally’s finger doing a twirl in a keep going kind of motion let me know that milk time was coming to an end.

So while our boy was still distracted by his Daddy, I eased my fingers out of him and slipped on the condom as quickly as I could.

Wiping the lube down the length of my cock, I held the base as I snuggled against Harley’s back and kissed his neck again. When I pressed the head to his opening, he moaned and pushed back, opening himself up without thinking about it.

As the head slipped into him, I went slowly and gave him more kisses as he shivered and moaned. “That’s right. Such a good boy. You knew exactly what to do. I’m so proud of you.”

Doing it right seemed to be just as wonderful as the actual sensations themselves based on the sexy sounds he made and the wide smile that flashed over his face before his Daddy did something wonderfully distracting. “Oh…”

Whatever Dally had done had Harley clenching around me and pushing back as the sensations washed through him. “That’s…”

Very nice and a do-again judging by his reactions.

I’d have to figure out exactly what that was later, though, because my focus was completely on going slow and not letting Harley fuck himself on my cock too fast. We’d found out what would turn him into a wiggler like his Daddy and I wasn’t going to let him hurt himself.

That took more concentration than I’d expected, but by the time Dally was finished and kissing up Harley’s neck, my cock was buried deep inside our boy. He must’ve realized that when I went still because he let out a deep breath and gave a gentle rock. “I…I’m Daddy.”

“That’s right, baby.” Dally nuzzled against his face as he held Harley tight. “Tell Papa how good it feels.”

“It’s…” Harley’s eyes were a bit too wide but nothing in his reactions were negative. He just seemed surprised and it took a few seconds for his brain to catch up. “It didn’t hurt.”

“Because you’re a needy boy like your Daddy.

” Dally’s grin got a giggle from Harley and the way it tightened muscles low inside him got moans from both of us.

“You should see your Papa’s face, baby boy.

He’s so turned on and all he wants is to make love to you.

Do you want him to move? Do you want it to get even better? ”

As Harley’s cheeks flushed and his head bobbed, I gently rocked in and out of him, going slow enough that Dally would’ve killed me.

Our sweet boy loved it, though. His breath caught in his throat and his eyelids drooped as he finally moaned out his pleasure and clenched around me again.

“I…that’s so good…oh, Papa…that’s…you’re inside me. ”

I wasn’t sure if it was the way I was moving or whatever was going through his head, but Harley relaxed into the pleasure again and it was like milk cuddle time on steroids. He melted between us and the only tension in him was his arms as he held Dally tightly against his chest. “Daddy…”

Dally smiled, nuzzling against his neck as I kept up the careful pace and let the pleasure build. “Yes, I knew you were going to love having your Papa make love to you. That’s right. Relax and just let us take good care of you.”

That seemed to be an order Harley loved obeying because as we moved against him, Dally clearly playing with his cock, Harley went back to his almost-floating headspace.

He wasn’t a chatterbox like his Daddy, demanding more or for me to go faster.

He sighed and moaned and did his best to keep both of us tight against him as he soared higher and higher.

But I could feel when he reached that glorious peak and I knew it was time to send him over. So I shifted, nailing his prostate with every thrust and finally went faster, throwing him over the edge as he cried out and his entire body went stiff as his orgasm fired through him.

When we’d followed him over the edge and he was boneless, wearing a soft, sleepy half-smile, I carefully eased out of him and kissed the back of his neck. “One second and I’ll be right back. Daddy’s going to cuddle you while I get you cleaned up.”

And me.

That went quickly, though, and before long I was back with a warm washcloth to wipe up the mess. Cleaning the lube up from between his cheeks got an embarrassed squeak from our adorable cutie and Dally chuckled as he let Harley hide against him. “Your Papa just wants to take good care of you.”

“Both of you.” Reaching between them, I wiped off both of their cum and told myself to bring two cloths next time.

Tossing the damp cloth back into the bathroom, I climbed back in behind him and snuggled close again. “I love taking care of you. I love kissing you and snuggling with you. I even love wrestling the covers from you at night.”

He and Dally were world record-level wigglers when it came to sleeping.

But that got a snicker from Harley as Dally sucked in a breath like he was offended. “No, that’s Daddy. He’s naughty.”

And Harley was well on his way to little.

Yep, one orgasm and he was ready to have his Doms take good care of him.

“He is.” My sigh got another giggle from Harley. “But he snuggles good and he gives good attention.”

And good head.

Dally’s wicked snicker said he was thinking along those same lines. “I have a lot of good points.”

Confidence being one of them.

“You’re the best Daddy ever.” Harley rolled over so he could wrap both of us in his arms and looked pleased as punch when he had us snuggled against his chest. “And I have the best Papa ever.”

Sliding deeper into his chatty little headspace, he smiled and did a happy dance wiggle. “And Daddy has the best boy ever and the best Dom ever.”

Dally looked like he wanted to stick his tongue out at me, but after a second, he nodded. “Yes, the best boy and the best Dom.”

Giving me a teasing frown, he grumbled as he leaned over to give me a quick kiss. “Even if he’s bossy and a pain in the butt.”

“No one will ever beat you in that category, brat.” Giving him another quick peck as he snuggled back against Harley, I grinned. “And I’ve got the best boys ever and the best co-Dom ever.”

That got another happy giggle from Harley even though his lids were so low they were almost closed. “Daddy’s a lot of people. He’s…he’s busy and that…and that…does that mean he’s got more big love too?”

Whatever that exactly translated to was a mystery at the moment, but Dally nodded, looking pleased as fuck. “That’s right, baby. I’ve got so much love for you it just explodes everywhere.”

“Pop. Splat.” Harley snickered, finding his own joke to be hilarious which made it even more funny.

“Splat.” Dally’s grin was ear to ear as he kissed Harley’s cheek. “Love you, baby.”

Of course, he had to give me a dramatic glare. “And you too, Pokey.”

“Naughty…” Harley yawned as he relaxed even more. “Naughty Daddy. Be…be nice.”

“Yes.” I couldn’t resist teasing Dally as I leaned over and gave him another kiss. “I love you too, but you have to be nice, naughty boy.”

Oh, sparks shouldn’t have been that sexy, but the ones that wanted to shoot out of his eyes were so Dally they were perfect.

But he had to be nice so he smiled and plotted silently. “I might promise to love, honor, and obey once in a while…but no one said anything about being nice, Pokey.”

He was going to make life very interesting…and Harley’s dramatic sigh said he knew it too. But the smile on his sleepy face and the contentment in his gaze said he wouldn’t trade it for the world either.

“Then I’ll just have to get creative, brat.” I didn’t mind a challenge and the package it came wrapped up in made it even better.

“You two…” Harley sighed, hugging us so tight we were squished to his chest. “No more naughties. I got Daddy’d and I’m happy and…and you need me. No naughties.”

I wasn’t sure we could promise that, but he was right, we loved him more than he realized and we needed him more than he would ever know. Harley was our sweet helper and the beautiful man who’d brought us together.