by Skyler Snow
I loved it. Every cry that slipped out of Reece’s delicious pink lips made me impossibly hard. He begged for forgiveness, but I wasn’t ready to give it yet. Besides, his dick was pressed into my legs and he was just as hard as I was. My hand continued to rain down blows on his ass as it turned pink and then red. We’d already told him before that if he wanted to stop he could safeword, but Reece hadn’t done so yet.
Reece’s squeals became muffled when Lukas crouched down and slipped a hand over his mouth. I looked up at Lukas and grinned. My fingers massaged away the stinging of Reece’s ass while I kissed my boyfriend. Seriously, I was sure we’d both died and woke up in paradise.
“Mhmm hmm!” Reece whined against Lukas’ hand.
“I think the brat wants to speak,” I chuckled. “We should get him a nice gag to wear around the house. God knows he never shuts up.”
“Awww you leave my little Peach alone.” Lukas kissed his cheek.
“Peach?”
“Look at that ass!” Lukas gave it a pinch and Reece squirmed and laughed. “Are you going to be a good boy?”
Reece nodded and when his mouth was released, he moaned. “You have a really heavy hand,” he pouted.
I tilted my head. “Are you complaining?”
“No, Daddy,” he smiled up at me and I saw the tears that sparkled in his eyes.
I lifted his head up and kissed his lips. The kiss started soft, but quickly turned hungry and needy with Reece clinging to me. I understood what he was going through. The spankings were more than just fun, they were therapeutic for him. It was a way to release all of the pain, turmoil and the internal fighting he had to do with himself. I was glad to see him opening up more and letting himself be who he really was.
I pulled back. “You’re already spoiled. Now, say sorry for being such a little brat today.”
“Mmm,” Reece reached for me. “I’d rather have another kiss.”
I grinned. “Really?” I sat up and helped him to his feet before I pushed my hands into my pockets. “You can have a kiss when you apologize.”
“S-seriously?” I didn’t need to turn around to see him stomp his foot or pout, I knew him too well already. “Carsen!”
“Who’s this Carsen? I’m Daddy.” I pushed the sliding door open and tapped the glass. “And I want these pictures cleaned up. Now.”
I walked into the house with the sound of Lukas’ laughter and Reece’s whining. The smile on my face broadened. How the hell could I possibly be any happier?
20
Lukas
Reece still hadn’t moved from the spot where he’d just glared down Carsen. He was fucking cute, but I knew he needed to get a move on soon. Carsen would definitely come back and if the work wasn’t done Reece really would be in trouble.
“Are you going to stand there and pout or are you going to go clean that stuff up?”
Reece frowned at me. “I wanted a kiss. Why can’t I have one?”
My heart. The boy was going to turn me into a fucking softie because who could resist those big, bright eyes and those pink, pouty lips? Carsen could apparently. The way he’d strolled into the house so casually, I knew he was enjoying it. Being in control and having a cute, sweet sub to boss around, it was what Carsen needed.
Reece laid a hand on my chest. “Can I have a kiss from you?”
I leaned down. My lips lightly moved over his, but I quickly pulled back. “Not until you clean up and go say sorry.” I pulled away and Reece followed, still whining like a petulant child.
“Damn it! This isn’t fucking fair.”
I spun around. “Stop cursing or I’ll punish you next.” I poked his nose. “And my punishments are a lot more creative, little one.” I looked at my phone. “Oh, I should get dinner started. Come on.”
Reece shuffled into the house after me. I watched him gather up the pictures one by one and dispose of them as he frowned. He really was a brat and I couldn’t love it more. All that sass and attitude worked for me.
“Can I keep this one?” Reece asked as he held up the last picture of Carsen.
I smiled at him. “Yeah, keep it. I actually think it’s a really cute picture of him.”
Reece grinned. “I do too.”
He tucked the picture away and finished up. I’d just pushed the chicken into the oven to roast when Carsen rejoined us. He’d changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that clung to his chest tightly. I hummed happily and kissed him.
“Dinner will take a little while. I should have popped it in earlier, but I got distracted by this really good chapter and I couldn’t—”
“Where’s my kiss now?” Reece leaned over the counter and stared Carsen down. “I cleaned up.”
Carsen leaned around me. “I still didn’t hear an apology.”
“And you interrupted me.” I narrowed my eyes. “I was talking.”
Reece plopped himself down on a chair and shot straight back up with a yelp. He rubbed his ass. I grinned, that was exactly what he deserved.
“Anyway,” I continued, ignoring Reece. “I was on a really great chapter and I couldn’t stop typing it.”
“Tell me all about it.” Carsen sat down and listened intently.
The whole time I could see Reece. He finally managed to sit down, but all he did was fidget and squirm in his seat. The boy wanted all of the attention and while I adored him, he wasn’t going to be rude either. He pressed his lips together and then pinched them hard to keep himself quiet, but I could see it was a struggle.
It was exciting seeing the real Reece come out. When he’d first arrived he was so quiet and introverted, but that overly eager, hyper side of him slipped out every once in a while. It made my heart soar to see him enjoying himself the way he should.
Finally, I was done talking about my book. “Yes, Reece? What would you like to say?”
He crossed his arms over his chest and sniffed the air. “Nothing.”
I raised my brow. “Why are you giving me attitude?”
“Not you,” he glanced at Carsen.
“Oh, me?” Carsen patted Reece’s thigh. “That’s too bad. Apologize so we can move on.”
“Is this any way to treat the person that was going to give you assholes their virginity?” He huffed. “Maybe I won’t now.”
Both Carsen and I shrugged at the same time. “Up to you,” I said.
“Totally your choice.” Carsen tapped the table. “Then again, I wouldn’t take it anyway, not with the little attitude you’re showing.” He nodded toward the stove. “How much longer do we have?”
“Another hour and twenty minutes.” I put my phone down. “Why?”
Carsen grinned. “Want to go fool around?”
“Fuck yes I do!”
Carsen grabbed my hand and I gave it a tight squeeze. The mile-long smile on his lips was so cute as he dragged me off to our bedroom. I wasn’t going to miss out on a chance to have sex with the man I loved. Sometimes that was few and far between based on our work schedules, and hey, who couldn’t use hot sex with their partner as writing inspiration?
I didn’t make it into the door fully before Carsen had me in his arms. His hands were all over me, yanking at my clothes and digging into my skin. I knew part of it was that he’d gotten worked up by Reece, but who the hell could blame him? The truth was that both of them were hot and I didn’t see how anyone wouldn’t crave them.
We toppled into the bed and it creaked under our weight. Carsen climbed on top of me. His body covered mine completely. I loved that he was so big.
Carsen kissed from my lips down my neck. Heat swept up my body and I moaned as he kissed down my bare chest and lapped at my nipples. I panted, but froze as I saw Reece in the doorway.
“I want to come in.” He played with the doorframe and looked between the two of us with a puppy-dog look on his face. “Can I?”
I curled a finger. “Come here, little one.”
Reece moved into the room cautiously. Carsen nipped my chest and I gasped. He sat up
and stared at Reece. The two of them locked eyes before Carsen finally stood up and walked over to him. It was almost like Reece wanted to challenge him, that dangerous glint in his eyes confirmed my theory. Carsen wasn’t one to back down, however. That just wasn’t him.
“You ready to apologize yet?”
There was a pause until Reece swallowed thickly. Carsen took another intimidating step forward. Finally, Reece conceded and nodded. When he opened his mouth to speak, Carsen snapped and pointed to the floor.
“Do it right. On your knees for making me wait so long.”
The blush on Reece’s cheeks deepened. He looked like a bright-red tomato about to burst. Slowly, he lowered himself to his knees and planted his palms on the carpeted floor. He glanced up at us before he bit his lip and directed his words to Carsen.
“I’m sorry…”
“For being a bad boy.” Carsen interjected.
Reece shivered. “I’m sorry for being a bad boy, Daddy,” he said sweetly and bit his lip. “I’ll behave.”
I leaned over the side of the bed. “Promise?”
“Yes, Daddy,” he nodded quickly. “I’ll be good. I promise!” He wrapped an arm around Carsen’s leg. “Am I forgiven?”
I patted his head and glanced up at Carsen. “He’s being such a sweet little thing.”
Carsen finally smiled and caressed Reece’s cheek. “Fine. Come here, boy.”
He reached down and pulled Reece to his feet. I watched as their lips crashed against each other. Reece had to stand on the tips of his toes as Carsen held him tightly. As I laid there, watching them, it hit me hard.
Warmth, happiness. Love. I wasn’t jealous the way that I usually was. The two of them fit together. They looked as if they were supposed to hold, kiss and care for each other. Fuck. My heart sped up. I continued to stare, my heart in my stomach until Carsen called my name.
“Babe, are you okay?” He reached over and touched my chin. “Are you... okay with this?”
Reece looked just as anxious. His eyes searched me as if he was looking for an iota of doubt or upset on my face. Even Carsen looked like he was holding his breath.
I shook my head. They both looked disappointed, until I laughed. “I loved that. You two are fucking hot.” I reached up and pulled Reece down. “Kiss me just like that, little Peach.”
21
Reece
I loved them. I was only starting to realize it fully, but I didn’t know when it started. Was it the moment they picked me up from the bus stop and demanded to buy me food? Was it when Carsen pulled me out of bed and made me live? Was it when Lukas touched me softly and cooked me meals even when I was being a pain in the ass?
I didn’t know, but fuck, the overwhelming desire to sob came over me. Everything was still new to me, but they didn’t judge. They held my hand, they kept me safe. My heart squeezed in my chest and I threw my arms around Lukas’ neck.
“Thank you,” I whispered against his ear. “I know it’s been kind of hard for you to open up to me like this and... I really appreciate it.”
Lukas wrapped his arms around me. “It’s not that hard when someone like you is around.” He stroked a hand down my back. “You’re special, Reece.”
You're. Special.
Was it fucked that I had never heard those words before? Definitely not from my family. It made me feel invincible, like I could do anything. I pulled back and kissed Lukas hard. He rolled us over until he was on top of me.
My body couldn't take much more from the two of them. Carsen and Lukas had a way of making me hungry for more. All of my brattiness, the side that I'd never shown anyone before, it was accepted by them. In that moment it was quickly silenced, because I wanted them to take me seriously.
By the time I finally stopped kissing Lukas, Carsen had joined us in bed. I suddenly felt very exposed in nothing but my lacey, white panties and the garters that I'd put on earlier. It had all been meant to fuck with Carsen, but it was only mind fucking me.
"What do you want, Reece?" Carsen whispered against my ear. "What do you want us to do to you?"
I swallowed thickly. How was I supposed to tell them that I wanted everything from them? I was tired of hiding who I was and staying a virgin, not because I wanted to, but because I was afraid. If anyone would take my virginity and be worth it, that was Lukas and Carsen.
“I want to have sex with you guys.” I blurted the words out and my face immediately turned red. “I've been thinking about it for a while.”
“You admitted that the night you were drunk,” Lukas teased.
I buried my face in my hands. “Let’s not ever bring that up!”
They laughed at me and my face burned even brighter. Carsen’s hand pushed between my thighs. He stroked my cock lovingly through the lace. I humped forward into his hand, desperately wanting to feel his skin on my skin.
“I don’t know if we’ll be having sex tonight,” Carsen said, and I frowned.
“Why not?” I pouted.
“First we have to make sure you can even handle that right now. Lots of stretching and patience will make it better for you, and I want you to love your first time.”
I nodded slightly. I guessed he was right about that. As much as I wanted them I didn’t want my first time to hurt. Lukas stroked a finger over my chest.
“We can do other things though. Things to get you ready for our cocks.”
I shivered. “W-what things?”
Lukas brushed his fingers over my ass. Slowly they slipped into my panties. He rubbed my hole and I tensed before I relaxed again. I felt like I was coiled so tight ready to unravel at their hands at any moment.
“I’ll be right back.” Lukas kissed me and his fingers pulled away. I groaned. “Don’t worry I’m coming right back,” he purred.
I wanted to see where he was going, but Carsen quickly took his place. He pushed my legs apart and leaned down against my body. Slowly, he rolled his body against mine.
Oh. My. God.
Carsen still had his clothes on, but I felt the weight and heat of his dick through his pants. He didn’t bother to stand. Instead, he wiggled out of his clothes and tossed them to the side until he was completely naked. I swallowed hard at the sight of his thick, hard length.
“Fuck.” I reached out and touched it. Carsen slapped my hand. “Hey!”
“Did I say you could fucking touch it?”
My entire body flushed. “No Daddy.” I licked my lips. “I’m sorry. Please, can I touch your cock?”
Carsen looked as if he was thinking it over, but he was taking his sweet time. I squirmed uncomfortably. Had I ever been so hard in my life? I gripped my inner thighs to stop myself from touching him or myself. He smirked, the look on his face amused.
“Daddy, please,” I begged. “I just want to touch you.”
The man was beautiful. He lay back down on top of me and I felt him pressed right up against my body. He slid up until our lengths pressed together and he thrust back and forth.
“No,” he finally said and I pouted. Carsen leaned down and ran his tongue over the shell of my ear. “I’m going to make you wait until you’re a wet, quivering mess. Until you can’t take it anymore.” He reached up and wrapped his hand around my throat. “Then maybe I’ll let you touch me.”
My mind was liquid. I had no idea how to make my mouth work anymore. The minute Carsen got me into bed and bossed me around I was his to do whatever he pleased. My body belonged to him and Lukas.
“Stay right there.” He squeezed my throat harder and I moaned. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I managed to get the words out. “I won’t move.”
Carsen grinned. “Good boy.”
He slowly sat up and moved off of me. I hated it. I wanted Carsen right back on top of me. Nothing compared to his heat and weight. Or the scent of his skin. I pressed my lips together and forced myself to stay completely still. I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see what he was doing. Lukas popped back up on the ot
her side of me with a blue toy in his hand.
“Is that a—”
“Butt plug,” Lukas said happily. He trailed it over my tummy and down between my thighs. “It’s the best way to stretch you out for us.”
“Here, babe.” Carsen kissed Lukas on the shoulder and passed him a bottle of lube. “Use this.”
“Mmm thank you hon.” Lukas kissed him deeply. Carsen let out a deep, guttural grunt and gripped Lukas’ cheeks as he deepened their kiss. It turned into a moaning, hot mess.
I whined. “I-I want some too.” I sat up only to have Carsen’s hand shoved against my chest. He slammed me back down on the bed.
“What did I tell you?”
I shivered. “Don’t move,” I whispered.
He tilted his head. “I couldn’t hear you, boy.”
“You said don’t move, Daddy,” I said as my voice trembled. “I’ll be good.”
“Don’t make me have to tell you again,” he chastised, his eyes burning into me.
I nodded hard, my words lost once again. I fucking adored my Daddy. He turned back to Lukas and resumed kissing him while I lay still, my cock twitching and jerking while I watched. It took everything not to grip it and jerk myself into a frenzy.
“Bend over,” Carsen demanded.
“Say please,” Lukas pressed against him.
Carsen bit his lip and it slid between his teeth. “Ooh, you’re getting feisty.” He gripped Lukas' hair roughly. “Please, bend the fuck over because I’m going to fuck you senseless while you stretch our boy.”
“That’s better.” Lukas slid off the side of the bed and moved to the bottom.
They were too far away, but Carsen hadn’t told me to move. Neither had Lukas. I glanced between them waiting to be told what to do. Instead, Carsen wrapped his hand around my ankle and yanked me down the bed. I squealed and stared at him with wide eyes.
“Daddy!” I moaned. “Can I touch myself? Just a little?”
Lukas shook his head. “Not yet.” He lathered his fingers in lube. “Slide your panties off.”
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. My heart fluttered in my chest a million miles an hour. I was so desperate to get the panties off that I fumbled and fought with them, but they were impossible to pull off when I was so flustered.
