Our breaths mingle. Our lips are so close to each other.
Master Quinten pats my bottom. “Go pack some things. Let’s go home.”
I scramble off his lap and rush excitedly through the room, pulling out bags and filling them with everything I can think of, both little and adult clothes.
Master Grayson does the same thing.
A half an hour later, we’re in Master Quinten’s SUV heading to his house for an indefinite stay that makes my heart soar.
It’s evening when we arrive, but we’ve all missed dinner, so Master Quinten heats up the meal Esther had prepared, and we all sit at the table and eat. There is some tension, but I know it stems from the unknown.
I can’t believe we’re back at Master Quinten’s house. I can’t believe I’m sitting at the table in my little girl dress, swinging my legs and eating dinner. Even though I napped all afternoon, I’m exhausted from not getting enough sleep this past week, and the adrenaline rush of waking to find Master Quinten leaning over me is dying off.
When we’re finished, he lifts me from my chair and carries me upstairs at his side, balanced on one hip as I hold on to him around the neck.
He sets me on my feet and pulls a nightie out of one of my bags.
Master Grayson stands in the doorway smiling. His arms are crossed casually as he watches us. I love how he does that. I love that he obviously enjoys watching me when I’m little. I love that the front of his jeans bulge from his erection.
Master Quinten undresses me and then pulls a pink nightie over my head. The material is sheer and thin. I can see my nipples through it. He pats my bottom again. “Go brush your teeth and use the bathroom, princess.”
I skip across the room and enter the bathroom. When I close the door, I can see myself smiling broadly in the mirror. My pussy is wet, and I haven’t been this aroused since the last time Master Grayson dominated me.
I hurry through my bathroom routine and return to the room. Master Grayson is gone. Master Quinten is sitting in the rocking chair. “Come here, princess.”
When I reach him, he pulls me onto his lap and cradles me against his chest. My naked bottom rests against his thigh, and he pats me rhythmically as he rocks me. My heart rate slows to something resembling normal as I relax against him.
He kisses my forehead several times. “I’m sorry you had a rough week,” he finally whispers.
I squeeze him around the chest. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too, princess.”
“Master Grayson missed you,” I add.
“I missed him, also.”
I tip my head back. “I don’t want to be in your way here, Sir. I know you’re busy.”
He smiles at me. “I want you in my way. I want to hear your voice all over the house so that I don’t feel so lonely while I work.”
“I’ll try to be quiet when you’re working, Sir.”
He kisses my nose. “I don’t think I like the quiet so much anymore.” He lifts me and carries me to the bed.
I’m disappointed when he tucks me in without touching me.
I grab his hand. “Sir…”
He leans down and kisses me. “Sleep, princess. You’re exhausted. Master Grayson and I need time to talk tonight. Grownup stuff.”
I pout.
He chuckles. “You won’t be included in every discussion we have, princess. You have two Masters now. We have your best interests at heart. You’ll have to trust us to make the best choices where you’re concerned and then obey our decisions.”
“Yes, Sir.” I squirm. The thought of submitting to both of these men at all times makes me even hornier. Even squeezing my legs together doesn’t help.
“The two of us will decide how your time is divided. Sometimes, you’ll be little and under my command. Sometimes, you’ll be a grownup and Master Grayson will be in charge.”
I nod. I like this plan. It occurs to me that I probably wouldn’t want to be a little all the time. If I was, I would miss out on the relationship I have with Master Grayson. He’s not a Daddy.
Master Quinten reaches across me and the next thing I know, he is tucking Mr. Bear in with me.
I hug him tight. I’ve missed him. I didn’t take him with me out of defiance. But now that I have him in my arms again, I’m so happy.
Master Quinten pats my thigh. “Sleep, princess. Tomorrow we’ll talk more.”
“Okay, Sir.”
He rises and then bends down to kiss me once more on the lips. “Stay in your bed, little one. I’ll keep an eye on you through the monitor,” he reminds me.
“Yes, Sir.” My body is on fire as he leaves my room, closing the door behind him, leaving me with the soft glow from the night light and the tiny red light coming from the baby monitor, the light that reminds me that I have no privacy and I need to stay in my bed.
It takes me a long time to relax as I curl into Mr. Bear and force myself to ignore my arousal. I wish Master Quinten would have touched my pussy, but I also understand that he needs to speak with Master Grayson.
I’m restless though. Aroused and needy. I can’t get comfortable. I need to touch myself. My clit is throbbing. How am I going to fall asleep?
Chapter 33
Master Grayson
I’m wandering slowly through Master Quinten’s room when he steps inside, closes the door, locks it with a resounding snick.
He told me to wait for him here until he finished with Josie. “She okay?” I ask.
“I think so. She didn’t want me to leave her, but she’s exhausted. I told her you and I needed to talk.”
I smirk. “I bet that went over well.”
He comes to my side and stokes his hand up my arm before reaching for the monitor on his bedside table and flipping it on. Josie shows up on the screen. She’s flipping from her back to her side, hugging the stuffed bear.
Master Grayson smiles. “If she wants to live with two Masters, she’s going to have to accept the fact that she will eat, sleep, and breathe submission.”
“True.”
“And you…” He steps in front of me. “You are going to have the biggest challenge of all. When you’re alone with me, you’re mine.” He lifts a brow.
“Yes, Sir.” I swallow.
“When you’re alone with her, you’re all Dom. And that will be often. I travel about three nights a week.”
I nod.
“When we’re all together, you have to find a balance.”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur. My dick is hard. It was already hard from watching him with Josie. Now that we are alone, and he’s controlling me, I’m shaking.
He cups my erection and squeezes it.
I moan, my mouth falling open.
“You’re so hard, babe,” Master Quinten murmurs.
I drop my forehead to his chest and grab his waist.
“You make me hard, too,” he admits. “Every time you stand to the side and watch me take care of Josie, my dick gets hard. I can feel your gaze not just on her but on me, too. You love watching our dynamic.”
“Yes, Sir,” I breathe.
A soft whimpering sound fills the air, and I realize it’s not coming from me or Master Quinten.
We both turn around to find Josie flopping onto her back and then rolling again until she’s on her front, drawing her knees up. She’s making the little noises.
“I think she needs us,” Master Quinten says as he meets my gaze. “Shall we bring her in here, let her join us tonight?”
I’ve never wanted anything more. “Yes, Sir.”
“Stay here. I’ll go get her.” He pads from the room, and I watch on the screen while he arrives at her side, rolls her over, and cradles her in his arms. He is so damn nurturing, and she craves that kind of dynamic. My heart is full as he carries her into the room.
She’s smiling as if she’s achieved some naughty goal, and I suppose she has.
Master Quinten tugs back the comforter and lays her sweet body on the bed. “I don’t want you to think y
ou can manipulate either of us into coming to you at night. Little girls need their sleep. But sometimes we’ll let you climb in bed with us.”
She sits, her face lighting up. “I can sleep with you? Both of you?”
Master Quinten steps back, kicking off his shoes. “Emphasis on the word sleep, princess. We’re going to wear you out so much that you won’t wake up until noon.”
She squirms. Fuck, so do I. I imitate Master Quinten and begin removing my clothes, staying in sync with him as we both pull off our shirts and then shimmy out of our jeans.
Josie licks her lips and scoots back on the bed as we approach.
Master Quinten grabs her by the ankle and gives a little tug, making her fall onto her back.
She giggles as he tickles the bottom of her foot. “Where are you going, princess?”
“Just making room for you, Sir.”
“Uh-huh. You’re not intimidated to have both of us at once?”
She shakes her head. “No, Sir.”
“That’s good.” He smooths his hand up her leg while I set mine on her opposite thigh. Her nightie has gotten shoved up her body so that it barely covers her breasts.
I can’t resist the urge and reach up to pull the pink filmy material over her head. She’s flushed and gloriously spread out for us. Her nipples are stiff points, and her pussy is glistening.
I turn to face Master Quinten. “Shall I grab some lube? Are we going to sandwich her?” I only say this to make her shudder, but Master Quinten’s expression makes me hesitate.
He lifts both brows. “You should grab the lube. It’s in the drawer on the bedside table. But we’re going to sandwich you first, babe.” He turns around and heads for the closet. A moment later, he returns with a long length of supple rope. “Josie is going to relax on her back. You’re going to make her eyes roll back with your cock in her pussy. I’ll be behind you making sure your own eyes roll so far back that you forget to look at hers.”
I stop breathing. He’s going to enter me, while I’m inside Josie. I’m both nervous and fucking aroused and so damn eager.
Master Quinten hands me the rope. “Tie her arms to the headboard, Master Grayson. I know how much she likes to be restrained.”
She is shaking now, her lips parted, her eyes wide. She’s as aroused as me, and as I encircle her wrist with the soft rope, she meets my gaze. Her eyes are dancing. She’s so happy, and she’s making sure I am, too.
I lean over and kiss her reverently after I secure her first wrist. Two minutes later, her other arm is equally restrained, which means she’s wiggling and whimpering.
I stroke my hand down her body, flicking my thumb over her nipple as I reach for her leg. I press it wide while Master Quinten does the same on the other side. He bends down and tastes her, making her buck her hips.
When he lifts his face, he’s smiling. “I love the sounds you make.” He turns to me and repeats himself. “I love the sounds you make too, Grayson.” He pats the space between her legs. “All fours. Don’t enter her yet.”
I climb into position, holding myself up on my hands and knees. My cock bobs in front of me. If it could scream from frustration, it would.
Master Quinten comes behind me and spreads my cheeks.
I’m nervous, and Josie is watching my face.
When Master Quinten presses two lubed fingers against my tight hole, I moan. It’s no longer so foreign that I’m worried about the unknown. I crave the feel of his fingers inside me now. But his cock? That’s another story.
Master Quinten plays with my hole until my vision swims. He pushes first one finger inside and then two, thrusting in and out while I sway. Finally, just when I’m pretty sure I can’t hold myself up any longer, he pats my bottom and removes his fingers. “Straddle her, babe. Thrust your cock into her to the hilt.”
No one has done anything to prepare Josie, but one look at her face tells me she doesn’t need it. She’s so aroused that she’ll probably come as soon as I enter her.
I spread my knees on the outsides of her thighs and line my cock up with her pussy. Her legs are only parted a few inches. This position is going to be so tight for me. It’s also going to have the added effect of presenting my ass thoroughly to Master Quinten.
I waste no time thrusting into her, needing the tight grip of her pussy around my cock.
She cries out, arching her chest. She’s completely immobilized with her arms restrained and her legs trapped.
Her pussy is so fucking tight. I’m panting as Master Quinten taps my tight rear hole again. He pushes two fingers into me and scissors them. “Relax, Grayson,” he demands.
I try to convince those forbidden muscles to unclench. It’s difficult.
I’m panting when he removes his fingers. I hear the tear of a condom wrapper and then his cock presses against my opening. His hands go to my hips. “Slow and easy, babe. I’ve got you.” He eases into me.
I clench my teeth, my eyes on Josie. She’s watching me, her eyes filled with love and wonder.
As the tight ring of muscles gradually lets Master Quinten inside, I blow out a breath. The stretch is almost too much at first, but then it starts to feel amazing. By the time he’s fully seated, I’m shaking. My dick is so fucking hard inside Josie. I’m not going to last.
He pulls almost out and then thrusts back in.
I gasp. I want to speak, but I can’t make words. Just strange sounds I don’t recognize.
Master Quinten holds my hips and pulls both of us back a few inches, keeping himself lodged deep while I slide out of Josie’s warmth. A moment later, we slam back forward.
I groan so loud that I surprise myself.
“Feels amazing, doesn’t it, babe?” Master Quinten asks. His voice is strained. His armor is cracking, and I’m glad he’s as affected as the two of us.
We set up a rhythm that Master Quinten controls with his grip on my hips.
Josie is moaning, her head rolling back and forth. Her breasts are high and arched. Normally I would be sucking those sweet tits, but I just can’t focus enough to do so.
“I’m gonna come…” Josie murmurs.
“Not yet, princess.” Master Quinten surprises me when he grabs my hips and pulls me out of her.
Josie’s eyes widen and she arches her hips off the bed.
Master Quinten is buried deep inside me, making it hard for me to breathe, but he leans over my shoulder and looks at Josie as he speaks. “Push her knees up high and line up with her bottom, babe.”
I suck in a breath. I’ve never wanted anything more. Is she ready?
Josie draws her knees up for me, causing her bottom to tip upward, making it easier for me to lower my cock to her tighter hole.
Master Quinten takes my hand and squeezes lube onto my fingers, nodding toward her.
It’s so hard to focus with him lodged inside me. My hand is shaking as I finger Josie’s tight hole and then push first one and then two fingers into her.
She moans, her eyes rolling back.
“You ready, princess?” Master Quinten asks.
“Yes, Sir. Please…”
I don’t need more encouragement than that. I line my cock up and slowly ease into her, watching her expression as her bottom grips me tighter than anything I’ve ever experienced.
I’m going to come any second. The addition of her tighter grip on my cock combined with the fact that Master Quinten is buried balls deep inside me sends me too close to the edge. I squeeze my eyes shut as I continue to enter her.
“That’s it, babe. Feels good, doesn’t it?” Master Quinten strokes my back and then he reaches around me and thrusts his fingers into Josie’s pussy.
I grit my teeth again, but there is no way to stop the orgasm. The moment Josie screams out her release, I come right behind her. We’re both moaning as I hold myself deep. Every ejaculation from the tip of my cock is punctuated by a thrust from Master Quinten.
His grip tightens though, and soon he too holds himself deep and lets his orgasm co
nsume him. His rigid body and the sharp pants coming from his mouth tell me everything I need to know, and nothing at all.
I want more. I want to see his face when he comes. I want to mount him myself. I want to watch him fuck Josie. I want us to both take her in every position imaginable.
Long moments pass before Josie speaks, her voice gravelly. “Why are you smiling so broadly, Sir?”
I meet her gaze, realizing that all three of us have reached orgasm and we’re holding in this position, trying to catch our breaths.
“I’m just so happy,” I tell her. And I am. God, I am so fucking happy.
Chapter 34
Two weeks later…
Josie
I glance at the clock for the millionth time in less than half an hour. It’s finally five o’clock. I’m done working. And it’s Friday. And Master Quinten is picking me up. And I haven’t seen him in three days. And I’m pretty sure I’m the luckiest, most excited girl in the world.
I grab my bag and head for Master Kellen’s office. He glances at Sabine who’s reading a book on the loveseat and then turns to face me. One corner of his mouth lifts. “You look pleased,” he teases. He knows I’ve been waiting for this day to end since the moment I got here. There’s no way to hide it.
“I am, Sir. I’m just going to change clothes,” I inform him, lifting my oversized bag.
He nods. “Go ahead.” He sends me an indulgent grin.
I turn around and rush down the hallway to the large guest bathroom. As soon as I shut the door and drop my bag, I meet my gaze in the mirror. I haven’t stopped smiling for a week. My plate is full, and I’m juggling two very different Masters, but I couldn’t ask for more. I’m beaming. My cheeks are rosy and my eyes are wide.
It turns out, the fact that Master Quinten travels a lot only makes our lives easier. He and Master Grayson are very different Doms. Likewise, I’m a very different submissive when I’m with either of them separately. When the three of us are together, I tend to fall under Master Quinten’s control. This isn’t an issue for Master Grayson at all because he likes to watch me when I’m little. He likes it so much that, the moment we’re alone, he shows me just how much he’s attracted to me.
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