Yes, Daddies

she is perfect

Asena

“ I want this.” I declare.

Something flickers in Caspian's eyes.

It's a look that should terrify me.

Instead, it sets me on fire.

His hand tightens on my waist and his fingers dig in possessively as he pulls me flush against him. I feel every inch of hardness of his body through our clothes and feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against my stomach.

Oh God.

"Say it again," he commands, his voice dropping an octave.

I know he wants to hear me surrender out loud. He wants me to admit what I have been denying.

"I..." My voice trembles. "I want this."

"Want what?" Zavian's breath ghosts over my neck from behind and suddenly I'm sandwiched between them.

Heat floods my cheeks the more they make me admit every filthy thing I've been too scared to acknowledge.

"I want you," I whisper, the words barely audible. "Both of you."

Caspian's smile is pure sin and devastatingly dark.

"Good girl." He praises then his mouth crashes against mine.

His kiss is nothing like Matteo's chaste pecks that always left me feeling like I was doing something wrong.

This is intense, it was claiming.

His lips move against mine with bruising intensity, demanding entry.

When I gasp he takes advantage, his tongue sliding into my mouth with a dominance that makes my knees buckle. He tastes like whiskey and sin wrapped in candy paper.

I moan into his mouth and Caspian swallows the sound greedily.

Behind me, Zavian's hands find my hips, holding me steady between them. His mouth finds my neck, his lips and teeth working the sensitive skin there.

The dual assault is overwhelming and makes me dizzy.

"That's it," Zavian murmurs against my throat. "Let us hear those pretty little sounds."

Caspian pulls back just enough to let me breathe, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he watches me pant.

"Open your mouth," he orders and I obey without thinking.

“ Good girl,” he rewards me with another devastating kiss

It's slower this time and deeper as if teaching me how he wants to be kissed. His hand tangles in my hair and angles me to his desired position.

When he finally releases me, I am a trembling mess, my lips swollen and wet.

"My turn," Zavian growls, spinning me around so fast I stumble.

However, he catches me easily as one hand cups my jaw, his mouth descending on mine.

While Caspian was dominating, Zavian is gentle and more thorough.

It feels like he is learning exactly what makes me melt.

I whimper into his mouth and his grip tightens.

Behind me, Caspian's hands slide up my sides, his touch burning through the thin fabric of my dress. His fingers find the zipper and what is the unzipping sound.

"Wait…" I break the kiss, panic flaring. "What are you…"

"Shh." Zavian's thumb traces my lower lip, cutting off my protests.

"We are going to show you what you have been missing, little mouse. What your pathetic ex never gave you."

The dress slides off my shoulders, pooling at my feet and leaving me in nothing but my black lace bra and panties.

I should feel exposed and vulnerable.

Instead, the way they look at me, like I am something precious, makes me feel powerful.

"f**k," Caspian breathes, his hands skimming up my bare sides.

"Look at you."

"Beautiful," Zavian agrees, his gaze dragging over every inch of my exposed skin. "And all ours."

His hand slides around my throat and tilts my head back against his shoulder.

"Tell me something, Asena." Zavian’s voice pours down like me like honey.

"Did he ever make you wet like this? Did his kisses ever make you ache?"

I can't answer. I can't find it in me to form words without embarrassing myself.

Caspian's hand slides down my stomach, fingers tracing the edge of my panties and I jolt

"Answer him," Caspian commands.

"No," I gasp out.

"Never?" Caspian repeats, his fingers dipping lower and pressing against me through the lace.

Fuck! I nearly come apart.

"So he never touched you here? Never made you shake and beg?"

"No…" I gasped as sensations rolled through me like heavy tidal waves.

"Poor little mouse." His fingers press harder, circling my sensitive bundles and pleasure spikes through me so sharply I cry out.

“ You've been starving for years and didn't even know it."

Zavian's mouth finds that spot behind my ear that makes me melt.

"Don't worry, Asena. We are going to fix that," he murmurs.

“ We are going to teach this body what pleasure really feels like. Would you like that, Cupcake?”

"Yes," I whimper, my insanity too far gone to be embarrassed. "Please…"

Caspian's hand slides into my panties and the first touch of his fingers against my bare flesh steals my breath.

"f**k, she is soaked," he groans. " She is f*****g dripping for us."

Caspian's fingers circle my c**t and I nearly scream.

His fingers slide lower, parting me, and when one finger pushes inside I arch against Zavian with a broken moan.

"There we go," Caspian croons, working his finger torturously slowly.

"So tight and responsive. This p***y has been begging to be filled, hasn't it?"

His finger curls inside me, hitting some spot that makes stars explode behind my eyes.

"Answer him," Zavian commands, his hand tightening on my throat.

"Yes—God—yes!!!"

Caspian adds a second finger and I shatter, trembling between them as he stretches me.

"That's it, doll.” He murmurs. "Take everything we give you like the good bad girl you are.”

Zavian's free hand slides up to cup my breast through my bra, his thumb finding my n****e and circling. The dual assault is too much and I feel something building inside me.

"You're close, aren't you?" Caspian's voice is filled with dark satisfaction. "I can feel your walls clenching around my fingers. Such a desperate and needy p***y! "

His thumb finds my c**t, pressing and circling in rhythm while his fingers thrust deep inside me..

"Come for us," Zavian orders against my ear. "Let go,doll.

Show us who you belong to now."

The command breaks something inside me and pleasure crashes over me in waves so intense I can't breathe.

I can only shake and sob and cling to Zavian as Caspian works me through it, wringing every last tremor from my body.

"f*****g beautiful," Caspian breathes, his fingers still moving gentler inside.

"Look at her, Zav. Look how perfect she is when she comes."

I collapse against Zavian, my body trembling and mind completely blank except for the aftershocks still pulsing through me.

That was...

I've never…

Caspian withdraws his fingers slowly and I whimper at the loss. He brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean while maintaining eye contact.

Zavian lifts me easily, carrying me to the leather couch against the wall. He sits and settles me on his lap facing outward, my legs spread over his thighs.

Caspian kneels between my legs, his hands sliding up my trembling thighs.

"Did you think one orgasm would be enough?" He asks, giving me a predatory smile.

"We're going to make you come until you forget that bastard’s name.

We won’t stop until the only names you remember are ours."