“Yes, kitten. That looks much better. You can stand up.”
She straightened and turned her head to look in the mirror at her now pink bottom.
Yes. Much better.
When she entered their large living room with the huge open fireplace and enormous, comfortable sofa, she saw Cole sitting in the middle of the sofa, his chest bare and a wooden hairbrush in his hand.
Ooh. Was he going to brush her hair? She loved when he did that.
Julian lead her to the sofa, holding onto her leash and Cole looked up, his eyes widening in delight. He glanced over at Julian. “We’re going to need more stockings and garter belts.”
“Definitely,” Julian agreed in a low, rough voice.
“Bring our kitten here,” Cole demanded.
Julian led her closer and Cole reached for her leash, using it to draw her in so he could kiss her. Then he pulled back and unclasped the leash from her collar. “Turn around, let me see your tail.”
She turned so she faced away from him.
“Ah, that’s a pretty, pink bottom. Was she naughty?”
“No,” Julian commented. “I just thought the outfit needed something more.”
“Good call,” Cole said huskily. “Kitten, come and sit here between my feet.”
She turned and sat on her bottom on the floor between his legs.
“Does she know the rules?” Cole asked.
“She does,” Julian confirmed.
“Good. Kitten, I’m going to brush your hair to help you relax. If you need something, you know what to do. And if you’re a good girl, Julian might get down and play with you.”
Joy filled her. She felt him pull her hair out of its ponytail, then he drew off her cat ears. She leaned her face against his leg, practically purring in content as he slowly brushed her hair. Everyday life started to drift away.
“What a good little kitten you are. Sweet, pretty kitty.”
Oh, those words. They made her melt.
“I think our little kitten might almost be asleep, Julian,” Cole said, several minutes later. “Shall we wake her up with some play?”
Ooh, yes please.
She opened her eyes, sitting up and turning to face Julian as he sat on the floor in front of her. He smiled and started running a feather down the side of her face. She batted at the item with her hand, smiling and giggling as she attempted to take it from him.
He drew it further away and she moved to her hands and knees to grab for it.
“Sit back down,” Cole ordered. He gave her a light swat on the ass with the back of the wooden hairbrush.
The deep sting made her gasp, her pussy pulsing in need.
“I don’t want you on your knees,” Cole warned.
She moved back onto her bottom.
“Kitten, place your hands behind you and keep them there,” Cole demanded. She placed her hands behind her, clasping hold of her left wrist with her right hand. Cole drew her crop top up over breasts.
Her breath caught.
“Spread your legs. Julian is going to have a little play and I want you to be a good kitten and stay nice and still.”
She groaned as Julian knelt between her open legs and brushed the feather down between her breasts then over one nipple. She shivered as the sensation sent goosebumps across her skin.
Cole lightly twisted her nipple as Julian ran the feather across her other breast.
She whimpered. Christ, it was hard to sit here without moving. She wanted to touch them, to tease them. But she stayed in place as Julian ran the feather down her stomach and across her mound then down the inside of her thigh. She let out a cry, attempting to close her legs as he reached a particularly ticklish spot.
“Tut-tut, naughty little kitty,” Cole reprimanded. “That’s five with the hairbrush.”
Oh hell. Yes.
“Here, Julian, I have another toy for our little kitten.”
There was a buzzing noise and then Cole leaned over to hand Julian a slim, pink vibrator. Where the hell had he been hiding that?
Julian pressed the tip against her clit and she threw her head back, no longer caring where Cole had gotten it from. They tortured her, Cole playing with her nipples while Julian held the vibrator over her clit.
Oh, yes. Yes! She needed to come so badly.
Julian pressed the vibrator lower, pushing it deep inside her as Cole cupped her breasts, brushing his thumbs across her stiff nipples.
By the time they were finished with their torture, she had earned fifteen with the hairbrush and she was so aroused that she could scream.
“Over my lap you go,” Cole demanded, patting his lap.
Julian helped her stand up and climb over Cole’s lap. Then he stepped back to strip off his pants. Her anticipation rose as Cole slowly drew the anal plug out of her ass. Julian sat next to him on the sofa and grabbed her wrists, holding them out in front of her.
She groaned as she saw his thick erection, licking her lips.
Cole rubbed her ass gently. “Such a gorgeous kitten we have, don’t you agree, Julian?”
“Oh yes. I do.” Heat filled Julian’s face and she smiled up at him right as the hairbrush cracked down on her ass, making her jump.
Holy hell.
Cole didn’t hesitate, he laid into her bottom with a steady rhythm. It wasn’t overly fast or hard but soon her ass was burning. Her breath came in fast pants and she pressed her legs together to try to alleviate the ache in her clit. She started to cry, but the tears were a release. Everything poured out of her and by the end of the spanking, her ass was on fire but her chest felt lighter.
Julian let go of her wrists and Cole immediately turned her over, mindful of her sore ass as he gathered her close on his lap. They both ran their hands over her, murmuring words of praise. Cole kissed her lightly then drew back so Julian could wipe her tears with a tissue.
“Okay, little bit?” Cole asked, watching her carefully.
She smiled. “Better than okay. I feel great. I feel freer. Lighter.”
He ran his thumb under her eye. “I’m glad. You were so brave tonight. I’m so lucky.” He glanced over at Julian then grasped the other man around the back his neck and drew him in for a kiss.
Oh hell. She loved watching the two of them kiss.
It was so hot.
She wriggled around on Cole’s lap until he pulled back with a laugh. “Someone is very squirmy. Do you want down, little kitten?”
He lifted her down onto the floor between his legs then drew Julian back against him, kissing him as he wrapped his hand around the other man’s thick cock.
Damn. So. So. Hot.
She was on fire, wanting to join in, but wanting to watch them more.
“Damn,” Julian groaned as Cole drew back.
Cole grinned. Then he looked down at her as she rubbed her face against his thigh. “Yes, kitten?”
“Please, can I taste you, Sir?” she asked.
He seemed to think about that for a moment although she could see the heat in his gaze.
“You may. Let me stand up, I seem to be overdressed.”
She moved back and he stood and stripped off his pants and boxers, freeing his gorgeous cock. Both her and Julian stared at him. Then Cole sat again.
“Stand up, kitten. You can suck me off while Julian fucks your pussy from behind.”
Oh, hell yes.
Julian jumped up, seemingly as eager as she was. Cole ran his hand up and down his firm cock as he watched them get into position. She bent over, resting her forearms on Cole’s firm thighs, and spreading her legs as Julian stood behind her.
He slid a finger along her slit then pressed a finger deep inside her as Cole guided his shaft into her mouth. She ran her tongue along his dick as she drew back until just the tip of him was in her mouth.
Julian moved up to two fingers, driving them in and out of her tight passage. Her heart raced as she ran the flat of her tongue over the head of Cole’s dick.
“Hell yes, good ki
tten,” Cole praised her. “Your mouth feels so good.”
Julian drew his fingers free and started pushing his cock inside her. She groaned at the feeling of him stretching her.
“So does her pussy.”
She sucked on Cole’s cock, loving the sound of his heightened breath, the way he wrapped his hand in her hair, guiding her movements. She wasn’t in control. It was freeing. Delicious.
“Baby, you are so damn good with that mouth. Too good. I can’t last much longer. Julian play with our kitten’s clit. Make her come.”
She murmured her appreciation as Julian reached around and started teasing her clit.
“She’s clenching around me. I need to come.”
“Wait. You wait,” Cole demanded.
Her breath came faster, her orgasm rushed closer and closer.
“Yes. Christ. Both of you come. Come with me, now!” Cole demanded.
A few final flicks of Julian’s finger sent her soaring. She cried as she came, feeling Julian moving his hand back to her hip as he drove himself inside her.
Cole let out a deep roar as he came in her mouth. She swallowed him down, not missing a drop of his release. Julian was only a few short thrusts behind him, his own yell of satisfaction filling the room.
She would have collapsed if Julian wasn’t holding her up. He slid his cock free from her pussy and Cole drew her onto his lap, holding her tight. Julian knelt in front of them, so she was surrounded by her men.
Protected. Loved. Adored.
It was the three of them.
The way it was always meant to be.
Motorcycle Daddy
Coming May, 20th
She’s the shy, quiet girl next door. He’s the bad ass biker with an attitude.
It’s never going to work. . .
Sunny knows she should steer clear of her neighbor. He’s rough, gruff and quite possibly, dangerous.
So why can’t she keep her mind off him? Or her body from reacting around him? Or her Little side from wanting to appear and beg him to cuddle her, kiss her, spank her. . .
Duke barely notices his neighbor. Until she becomes a convenient target for his bad mood. Afterwards he feels awful. In fact he starts to notice her in a completely different light.
He might be a biker with an attitude, but all he’s ever wanted is someone to love and protect. Someone to dominate and cherish. And it seems to him that Sunny just might give him everything he needs.
If only he was in a place to accept all she has to offer.
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