Page 29 of Unwrapping Chase

“Yes, boy. Squirt all of your lovely spend down Tam’s throat.”

I slammed into Tam, and pleasure ripped through me. They eagerly sucked my release down, swallowing, while the stranger kissed and bit my neck.

I almost sagged backward, but a strong arm held me up.

Tam grinned at me, licking their lips, then immediately took the other man’s cock into their mouth.

“Help him finish,” Nyx ordered.

My mouth found the stranger’s with ease as I slipped a hand under his shirt to rub his chest. It was furry, and I loved the feel of his hair under my fingers, but I was told to help him finish, not play. So I found his nipple and circled it, then tugged on the bud while he fucked my mouth with his tongue. The stranger slammed his hips into Tam, and Tam took it with loud groans and cries.

Suddenly, the stranger shivered and grunted against my mouth, and I worked his nipple faster to make him feel even better as he came.

Tam leaned back, easily pulled the full condom off him, and knotted it before tossing it into the garbage. They gave the stranger a broad smile and said, “Thank you.”

I quickly remembered the order Daddy had given me. “Thank you, Tam, and…” I didn’t know the stranger’s name.

“Maurice.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, finally taking in Maurice’s dimpled chin and round stomach. He was really handsome.

“I hope my coupling and boy took good care of you,” Nyx said from where he leaned against the doorjamb.

Maurice gave us both a kiss. “They did.”

“Good.” Nyx held his hands out, and we both went to his side. Tam waved goodbye, but I buried my face in Nyx’s neck, fighting tears.

When we stepped outside into the cold air, Nyx asked, “Level?”

“One,” Tam replied in a bubbly voice.

I whispered, “Two.”

Nyx stopped and cupped my cheeks. “Did you not want to include that man?”

“Oh no,” Tam cried, wrapping around me. “Did I hurt you? I didn’t ask. Nyx always tells me to ask first. I can’t believe I didn’t ask you, pet.”

Both of them held me close, murmuring kind words and snuggling me, and I felt so safe. I’d never been this loved or cared for in my entire life. They barely knew me, but they were both so concerned that I’d been hurt or hadn’t enjoyed what had happened. It was so different, which made me want to cry even more. But I refused to. I tried so hard not to give in to the urge to cry ever. Elijah used to get so mad. Daddies didn’t like Boys whocried. It was pathetic. I was pathetic. Never able to do the right thing.

I shook my head, unable to audibly respond.

Both Nyx and Tam kissed me, and I pressed close to them, trying to crawl inside of them. When I was securely wrapped in their arms and some of their tentacles, I started to relax. Neither of them rushed me as we cuddled in the snow, right in front of the bathroom. No hurrying. No anger. Just concern. Concern for me.

“I wanted to. I liked playing with Maurice,” I replied.

“Then what’s wrong?” Nyx asked, smoothing a hand over my back before tucking it under my sweater and against my skin.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked, my eyes on the knit of his sweater.

When neither of them said anything, I had to look. Nyx was frowning with his head cocked, and even Tam looked confused with deeply furrowed eyebrows.

“Why would either of us be mad?” Tam asked, but I wasn’t looking at them. They weren’t who I was worried about. No, my gaze was locked on Daddy.

“Did you have fun, boy?”

“Yes.”

“Then no, I’m not mad. I want you to play. You can have the same rules as Tam. You can fuck anyone you want, but you have to tell me and Tam about it. No secrets. Also, you and your partner must wear protection every time,” Nyx said.