Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 34

There was no way she was going to survive this.

They moved her so she was on her hands and knees on the floor. Alexei kneeled in front of her.

“You all right, Bunny?”

“I think so,” she said.

“What’s wrong?” Salem asked from behind her.

“Just wondering if this is really my life.”

“It is,” Roman told her. “You can believe in us.”

She turned her head to smile at him as he kneeled beside her and he leaned in to kiss her gently. He was the only one of them still dressed. But she got it.

“I’m going to fuck you, baby,” Salem told her, running his hands over her ass. “You have an implant, right?”

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. Roman had sat down with her and made her go through all her medical history with him. She’d told him as much as she dared.

“And Roman showed you our test results.”

Yep. He had. She knew they were all free of any sexual diseases. She hadn’t been able to reciprocate, but she hadn’t had sex in two years.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. I’m going to fuck you bare while Alexei fucks your mouth. And Roman, if he wants too.”

“I do,” Roman said. “If you don’t think you’ll be too tired.”

“I won’t be.”

“Such a perfect girl,” Salem told her. Then he squeezed her ass cheeks before he pushed her legs further apart.

Then his cock was pressing at her entrance.

Holy. Heck.

Alexei rubbed his cock against her lips and she opened her mouth, taking as much of him as she could.

Lord.

Salem pushed slowly inside her, reaching around to toy with her clit.

And then Roman slid under her. He didn’t touch any part of her except her breasts as he played with them.

It was almost too much.

Too stimulating.

Alexei moved back and forth in her mouth and she tried her best to suck on him, to give him what he needed. But the other two kept distracting her.

Plus, there was Salem’s finger on her clit.

Dear Lord.

Salem pushed completely inside her and then he started to move. One hand went to her hip as he drove himself in and out of her.

She could feel her orgasm coming, it was so close.

Then Alexei let out a roar and came in her mouth.

Holy. Heck.

She swallowed hastily. She hadn’t exactly been prepared and as he withdrew, she gasped for breath.

“You all good, Bunny?” he asked, actually sounding worried.

She grinned up at him. “Oh yeah.”

“Roman, man, you’re up. I’m on breast duty.”

Salem moved both hands to her hips as Alexei slid beneath her to play with her nipples.

Then Roman was in front of her. “Are you sure this is all right, Kitten?”

Oh, she liked when he called her Kitten.

“Yes. GYCIMM.” That was a long one.

“What?” he asked, startled.

“Get Your Cock In My Mouth.”

Alexei snorted, but it seemed Roman didn’t need any more prompting. She hummed as she took him deep.

He moved slowly at first, then gained momentum. And Salem kept up his steady pace, although she could hear his breathing growing more ragged.

“Baby, you feel so amazing. Your pussy is hugging my dick. God, I’m so close. Roman, you ready?” Salem asked.

“Already there,” Roman said just before he came in her mouth.

Salem’s loud groan drowned out Roman’s softer moan. But they were both music to her ears.

And then they pushed her up and over the edge and she screamed as the world around her disappeared, her orgasm washing over her with deepening intensity.

It was epic.

She was wrapped up tight in a blanket on Salem’s lap.

Wow.

She couldn’t believe she’d let go like that. It had been scary. And exhilarating.

After both Roman and Salem came inside her, Alexei had gotten a cloth to clean her up, then Salem wrapped her in a blanket while Roman made her drink some water.

This entire week had been amazing. She’d played with Salem while blindfolded, gaining more trust in him.

She and Roman read stories together every night and she often fell asleep with him holding her hand.

Then she’d wake up with Alexei in her bed. Often with his mouth on her pussy.

She glanced down to find Roman sitting on the floor in front of Salem. She wanted to reach out and run her fingers through his hair, but she wasn’t sure if he’d want that. Or if she could even find her way out of this blanket for that matter.

“What’s wrong, Pet?” Salem asked.

She liked being his Pet.

Was she okay? Was it okay to be completely spellbound by him? Was it okay to like not having to think or decide anything?

To not have to worry?

Well, of course it was.

“Tell me what you want. You were such a good girl, trusting us, I want to give you what you need.”

“But what if you can’t give it to me?” she whispered.

He wasn’t in control of Roman. And even if he was, she wouldn’t want him to force Roman to let her touch him.

That wasn’t the way things worked.

“Tell me.” His voice was stern enough to have her paying attention.

“I want to touch Roman,” she told him.

Understanding filled Salem’s face.

“Me?” Roman turned to look up at her. “You want to touch me?”

“I want to run my fingers through your hair. And I want to hold Alexei’s hand.”

“Hold my hand?” Alexei rumbled as though he’d never heard of such a thing. “Done.”

She couldn’t help but giggle as she attempted to fight her way free of the blanket to squeeze his hand. His huge hand engulfed her, making her feel so small.

“You can touch me,” Roman told her quietly.

“Oh.”

Roman cleared his throat. “Just check with me first, but I . . . I enjoy your touch.”

“It would be easier if you came up here and laid your head in her lap, then she won’t have to reach for you,” Salem told him.

“You have the best ideas, Sir,” she told him, leaning back to smile up at him.

“Thank you, Pet. I try.” He bent and lightly kissed her.

Oh, that was so . . . so nice.

Nice didn’t really cut it but she couldn’t think of how else to explain it.

Probably because her mind was still filled with mush from the multiple orgasms she’d just had.

Every woman should have multiple orgasms. They were a glorious, glorious thing.

Roman climbed onto the sofa, with his legs resting over the arm and placed his head on her lap.

“This all right?” he asked as the sofa let out a bit of a protest.

“Are you uncomfortable?” This sofa wasn’t really made for four people. Especially when one of them was a six foot three Russian who had to weigh over two hundred pounds.

“No. I’m not.”

She ran her fingers through Roman’s hair, sighing with pleasure. This is what she’d needed even if she hadn’t realized it.

To touch all of them. Be surrounded by them.

“Better, Pet?”

“Yes, Sir. It’s perfect.”