by J. L. Beck
I roll my eyes as my mother’s name flashes across the screen. I press decline on the screen and snuggle back between my two daddies, the only men in the world that have touched me. That have, dare I say, ever loved me?
“Mmmmm….” Knox groans as he peppers kisses across my throat and chest, causing my heart rate to spike. Caine moves in closer, his lips finding the other side of my throat. It’s pleasure overload and soon I’m forgetting who was calling me and what my name is.
“I could get used to this…” Caine comments, pulling me back to the present. My hand roam over their bodies, their thick cocks pressing firmly against my hips.
“Get used to what?” I squeak, as Knox sucks a hardened nipple into his mouth making it hard to think straight or talk for that matter.
“You. Here.” Caine answers rising up above me, caging me, his eyes possessing my body, mind, and soul. “In bed with us. Ours.”
I lick my lips in anticipation knowing that’s what I want, what I need.
“Are you sore, Princess?” Knox asks releasing my nipple, while trailing kisses down my abdomen. Butterflies explode in my belly. Am I sore? Yeah. Too sore to play? Not really.
“A little, but I want you… both of you…” I whimper feeling their hot gazes on my skin. My body trembles as if it knows what’s going to happen next.
Caine and Knox gaze at each other for a long second, words passing between them though neither of them ever speak.
“Your pussy’s been claimed by us, but your ass, your sweet little puckered asshole has never been touched, has it?” Knox questions also pushing up to his knees. I shake my head no, nervous anxiety filling my veins.
Caine smiles to Knox and I know they’re about to make feel things I’ve never felt before.
“Fuck Princess, do you have any idea how sexy it is, how fucking crazy it’s making us to know you’ll be all ours? That we will be the first to stake claim to your pussy, and ass?” Caine’s possessive voice washes over me sending chills down my spine.
I shake my head no, words unable to escape me.
“Not just the first, Caine. The only.” Knox’s words make my body warm. I want nothing more than to belong to them both.
Before I can agree, the men maneuver me so that I’m on my knees before Caine, his cock begging to be sucked, while Knox is behind me, his fingers trailing up and down my spine.
“You suck his cock Princess, and make him come. You stop though, at any point and time, and I stop too.” Knox’s voice washes over my back as his fingers spread my lips apart, the cold air against the most sensitive part of my body causes me to gasp. I swallow the gasp down and lean forward licking the very tip of Caine’s cock.
Elation courses through me as his eyes roll to the back of his head and his hands thread into my hair, massaging my scalp.
I’m almost positive I can handle getting Caine off, until Knox’s tongue flicks against my clit, and two fingers slip inside my tight pussy. It’s then that I know this is going to be a challenge. I force air into my lungs as my toes curl against the sheets.
I lick at the tip of Caine’s cock once more, pre-cum wets the tip and I swallow down the salty substance. I can feel the fire building deep in my belly, and I whimper when Knox stops, his finger unmoving and his tounge leaving my clit cold.
“I told you if you stop, then I stop too. Don’t make me have you beg for it Princess.” Knox orders and I listen taking Caine deep into the back of my throat. My eyes water as I do, bobbing up and down, sucking the tip, and swirling my tongue around it.
Knox starts in on me again, and my body hums back to light, each lick, each slip of his fingers deeper inside me urging me to suck harder, and faster.
I gag, around Caine’s thick length as he fucks my face, “Fuck yes Princess, suck me dry, suck every ounce of cum out of me.” Caine’s dirty words coupled with Knox’s hands, and tongue at my backside push me over the edge, sending me into euphoric pleasure.
“Mmmm, you taste like sunshine, and everything fucking good in my life, Princess.” Knox mumbles against my clit as shock waves of pleasure slam into me. Seconds later Caine comes, long hot spurts of cum coat my throat, and I swallow every drop down just like a good little girl, praying I’ll be rewarded with more if I do so.
“Fuck Maddie. Fuck.” Caine growls, pulling me into his face, his lips devouring mine like a man starved of oxygen, or water. His kisses breathe life back into me and as his lips press against mine, Knox presses kisses against my backside, his fingers swirling against my puckered asshole.
I stiffen but only slightly, afraid of the pain that may come with anal. I’ve fingered myself, made myself cum, but no man has ever touched my ass, let alone fucked me there.
“Shhh Princess. I won’t fuck your ass, not yet….” Knox murmurs and I know he’s not lying, he might not today, but someday soon he will.
“But it’s going to happen. One day we will both sink balls deep into your virgin ass, so prepare yourself, because it will happen, if you want to be ours.” My heart thuds so loudly I’m sure they both can hear it. There’s. The way Caine says it makes it seem so final, and fear clings to my insides like an evil disease eating all the goodness up.
I don’t get to dwell on it for very long. A few seconds later Knox pushes himself inside me and another orgasm tears its head. He’s pounding into me so hard and fast I know it’s not going to take either of us very long to come. I love knowing I affect him like that, that my body him makes him lose control.
Not even ten thrusts later he empties himself inside me and the feeling makes me come again too. I can’t even describe how much I love feeling their pleasure fill me.
As much as I hate losing him, Knox finally slides out of me and collapses on the bed beside me. I’m still curled up against Caine, so Knox wraps an arm around my waist to stay connected in some way. Caine’s running his fingers through my hair, but after a few minutes he stops, tugging so I’m forced to look up at him.
“What’s with your mom suddenly calling so much?”
“She expects me to go to this party…. She wants to set me up with one of her new husband’s friend’s sons.” I try to remember if I had told them about what my mother said but everything is smushed together inside my head, pleasure having taken it over in the last twenty four hours. Caine’s eyes remain glued to mine and I can tell it’s taking a lot for him to keep it together, his muscles tighten beneath my hands and the room grows very silent.
“Well what is it you want to do about this?” Knox interrupts the silence, pulling me back towards his chest, so Caine can sit up. As soon as he does, a frustrated sigh slips from his lips.
I ponder the thought for a second, wondering what the hell it is I want to do.
Then Caine speaks, finally, “You could take us with you.” I blink, my mouth opening, and then closing real fast. Is he saying what I think he is?
“We want you Maddie, as ours, for as long as you’ll have us; no we don’t know what the future holds, but that’s okay because we have now with you.” Knox’s words cause tears to prick in my eyes. I’ve never had anyone show me love, or care for me beyond basic needs, and yet here I am with two men giving me everything I could ever imagine needing.
“Let us show your mom you’ve already found the only men you need in your life. It’ll get her off your back, and make me feel a little better too…” Caine smiles, his thumb gently caressing my cheek. I know him and Knox with protect me. I know they’ll watch over me and make certain that I have everything I need.
“Okay.” I swallow any uncertain fear as I speak the word.
“Mmmm, you won’t regret being our Princess. I promise.” Knox caresses my shoulders kissing me against the back of the head while Caine pierces me with his dark gaze.
I’m falling hard for two men, one of which is my step-dad, and the other being his best friend, and now I’m going to confront my mother with both of them.
Who knew I could be such a daddy’s girl, after all?
Maddie is mouthwatering as she descends the steps in a tight red dress. It hugs her curves perfectly, and shows off her tits a little too well. It also makes me rock hard. I can’t do anything but stare as she walks closer to where Knox and I are standing, leaning against the wet bar we installed in the living room about three months after he moved in. It’s impossible to appear nonchalant with the way she’s looking at us.
“Fuck.” Knox whispers beside me, though he tries to cover it up with a cough.
I smirk at him before wrapping our beauty up in my arms. She squeals as I squeeze her tightly to my chest taking in her scent. Maddie smells like warm apple pie, delicious enough to eat, but beautiful enough to stare at all day.
“You two look pretty handsome yourselves....” Maddie presses a kiss to my cheek as I release her, her body gliding down over mine. The thought of taking her upstairs and tying her to the bed instead of going through with this little idea of hers has been swimming around inside my head all morning. Now that she’s here in front of me, I’m even more willing to do that, but I know she won’t go for it.
She doesn’t have anything to prove to her mother, and even though it was my idea to begin with I’m afraid this will only end with Maddie getting hurt; or worse, me having to hurt someone because they fucked with her.
Skipping away from me she presses a kiss to Knox’s cheek before taking my hand into hers and guiding both Knox and I to the door. We discussed things, Knox and I. Where we stand with Maddie and what we want going into this.
It’s painfully obvious we both want her and neither of us would be able to handle giving her up. Honestly, I should’ve known better than to invite her to stay. She was a temptation two years ago, and there was no denying she’s one this time around too. The only downfall is that Knox is caught up in this too, but even I know he enjoys moving inside her just as much as I do.
“What’s the plan Princess?” Knox questions. We never really discussed what our plans are going to be once we arrive at the party her mother is putting on for her. The only thing I’m sure of is I’m not letting her go alone. Not with her new stepdad’s sleazy friends there.
“We leave here together, and enter the party separately…” She starts, and a growl comes from deep within my throat. I don’t like that idea, not one fucking bit.
“Is that really a good idea, Maddie?” I grip her small hand tightly, praying she sees the way I see this working out. Not being beside her at this party is going to kill me. I’m like an animal, crazed with need for her.
Maddie pouts as she stares up at me, “I’m sorry daddy, but I want to get my mother alone and tell her what’s going on. I don’t want to make a big scene, that’s not what I’m about.” I bite the inside of my cheek. That’s the truth. Maddie doesn’t like being in the spotlight, unlike her mother.
Knox must sense my hesitation over the issue because he clears his throat and pulls Maddie into his chest, his hand caressing her cheek softly.
This is where Knox and I are different. He’s soft where I’m hard. Gentle and understanding while I’m rough and callous. We compliment each other perfectly, and that’s what makes us the perfect men for Maddie.
“You can go in and talk to your mom, but the second we feel like shit might be going down we’re storming that fucking room and taking you out of that shithole.” I feel a sudden rush of relief as he says exactly what I’m thinking. His eyes lift from Maddie and he gives me a wink letting me know that he has my back, though I already know he does.
We are in this for the long haul. Together. We’ve already been through numerous decisions together for our business, and he was there for me during my divorce. Now we’re going on a new adventure into uncharted territory to claim the one woman I know we both love.
“I think… I think….” She mumbles over her words and I know what she’s going to say… and I don’t want her to say it yet… not now, not when we can’t take her up to my room and shut the rest of the world out.
“I know you want to say it, but if you do I can promise you we won’t be leaving the house for the next twenty four hours.” I promise, my cock stiffening in my dress slacks.
“Ohhhh….” She stutters, a far away look in her eyes and I know she understands what I’m saying.
If she’s smart, and I know she is, she’ll save those three little words for later.
The words burn against my tongue and make me feel nauseous. I’ve never told anyone I love them before, not aside from my family, and they don’t count. Telling the two hunks sitting beside me that I love them is nerve-racking. That and Caine has me all flustered with his words of what will happen when I tell them those three words.
It was tempting to step out of line and say I love you, but I need to prove my mother wrong, and to tell her that I’ve found not one but two men to satisfy me.
But now that I’m in the truck, stuck between their two warm bodies with the smell of their colognes filling my nostrils I’m tempted to break the rules again.
“You’re quiet, princess….” Knox whispers into my ear and sending shivers down my spine. He’s intoxicating, with one of his large hands resting against my thigh, and his hot breath fanning against my throat. If I wasn’t already soaking wet with need, I am now.
I don’t want to tell them how nervous I am, though I’m sure they can already tell. I’m beginning to think they know me better than I know myself. Biting my lip, I studiously avoid looking at either of them, but Caine’s hand against my other thigh forces me to lift my eyes to his tender gaze.
“You don’t need to worry about today. No matter what happens, you’re coming home with us. Knox and I? We don’t give a damn what your bitch of a mother has to say. There’s nothing she can tell you that will make us think what we’re doing is wrong.” The tension in my body leaves in a rush at his words. I need that reassurance from him, need to know that going to this party won’t cost me everything that matters.
Caine takes a right onto the road where my mom’s new husband’s house is and sweat pricks against my palms. I’m about to tell my mother off, and then tell the two men beside me that I love them both so they can take me home and show me they feel the same.
Barreling down the road, Caine hooks a left and we continue driving except this time we’re headed down the driveway. The closer we get, the more panicked I become. Why did I ever think telling my mom about my daddies was the best course of action? She’s going to be so pissed, and I’m sure my step-father will have plenty to say too. Then there’s all the people that will be here…
The nerves start to overtake me and before I realize it I’m on the verge of a panic attack.
“Relax Maddie. It’s going to be fine.” Knox assures me once more, rubbing my thigh soothingly while my eyes almost bulge out of my head as I take in the twenty plus cars lined along the driveway.
“I can’t do it. I can’t do it,” I chant mainly to myself. Caine pulls behind a BMW and throws the truck into park his body swiveling towards mine without warning. It startles me enough that my attention leaves Knox and I look up into his dark, concerned eyes.
I want to see myself the way Caine sees me, instead of being the scared little girl that I’m acting like right now.
“You can do it, and you will. Knox and I will be here no matter what. If you want to tell your mom you’ve found the men of your dreams fine. If you don’t, who cares? All that matters to us is you…” He growls the last words, his lips descending on mine. As soon as they touch mine, I feel this soul searing need to be everything they need and more, and I know I have to do this. I have too. Hiding my relationship with these two men isn’t an option because I never want them to think I’m ashamed of them.Not when I would do anything in my power to keep them as my own.
“You’re right. I’m going to go in there and tell her I’m done with her bullshit and that I don’t want to be hooked up with her new husbands friends sons or whatever it is she has plans for me to do.” I hold my head high, letting the words reson
ate through me and watch with amazement as Knox and Caine smile at each other, an unspoken message passing between them again. I’ve noticed they do that a lot. They’ve been friends for so long, they don’t even have to speak aloud most of the time.
“That’s our girl, and if you’re good in here, maybe, just maybe while give you a surprise when we get home.” Knox chuckles as they open up both doors and I escape out the passenger side. I smooth a hand down the front of my dress, and push away the nervous butterflies.
“Beautiful.” Caine mutters as I kiss them both on the cheek and walk up the gravel driveway towards the big huge entrance of the house. Greg’s house is a hundred year old plantation home with big white pillars out front. The place itself is beautiful but isn’t admired by the people that own it. He and my mom worry more about making sure people know he’s the third in his generation to live here.
I walk up the concrete steps, the sounds of muffled laughter and wine glasses clinking together fill my ears. The place is decorated beautifully, and for a moment I do nothing but stare inside, as if walking across the threshold will change everything, and it will…
Won’t it?
Seconds tick by and I’m greeted by one of the many caters walking around with hordevours and wine, and even though I shouldn’t drink I snag a flute off one of the trays giving the man carrying it around a friendly smile because it’s the least I can do knowing he has to deal with my mother and Greg.
I press the flute to my lips and tip it back downing the bubbly liquid, letting it warm me from the inside out. I’m nervous but the wine takes the edge off, and just in time because as soon as I finish downing the liquid I spot my mother’s brand new husband making his way towards me.
I have half a mind to start walking in the opposite direction and just tell him I didn’t see him in the crowd but instead I stay rooted in place, knowing wherever Greg is my mother can’t be very far behind.
“Maddie.” Greg greets me, my name dripping from his lips. His eyes roam up and down my body, excitement showing in them as he examines me to see if I’m dressed well enough to be here. The way he’s looking at me makes me feel dirty. Not even five minutes in his company and I’m ready to burn this dress. The way he undresses me with his eyes is gross. I tried to tell my mom, but she told me to stop making trouble. She accused me of trying to sleep with him when it was the other way around.