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“Such a good girl,” he praised as he pushed the tip of his thumb inside her most private place. “That’s it. Keep breathing, I’m going to bury myself so deep inside of you.”
She made a soft, pathetic mewl and did as she was told, allowing him to push in and draw back, adding more lube as needed, until his entire thumb was pressed inside her. Fuck, he could imagine how incredible it would feel to exchange his thumb for his dick, but that would wait. She was taking so much for them already, he would have some patience, as much as she needed for as long as she needed. Although he suspected she’d capitulate to the physical incursion of double penetration far more readily than she would the emotional vulnerability of being little.
And maybe he was wrong. Maybe she would never agree to even try. He could give it more time, though. A lot more.
“Does it feel good to have Daddy filling up your ass, kitten? Hmm?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Still not going to get you off though, is it?” he teased and laughed when she buried her face in her arms and roared her frustration, sounding like an indignant lion cub. “Maybe Lo could help with that. If you ask him nicely. He does like little girls with good manners.”
Tamsyn’s head shot up and she gasped as Huxley slid two fingers into her alongside the three of Lo’s that were already there.
“Just breathe, princess,” his twin told her, “you can do it. Take it for us. We’ll never give you anything you can’t handle.”
Tamsyn whined but nodded and he studied the expansion and contraction of her ribcage as she steadied herself.
“There you go. Such a strong, brave little girl taking so much for her daddies,” he praised, and she nodded again.
Yes, compliment and encourage her and this girl would do anything you asked. Huxley would be generous with his words regardless but it always made him feel good when he could see how his approval made people glow, especially her.
“Was there something you wanted to ask Lo for?” he prodded, knowing she’d probably forgotten once her attention had been devoted to the stretch and fullness of her pussy.
“Mmm, yes. Please, Lo. Need…”
“Need what, babygirl?”
“My clit. Need you to rub my clit. Need it. Please, Lolo, please.”
Lo’s eyes popped wide open and Huxley resisted the urge to snicker.Lolo. Oh man, his brother was not going to like that. But he might grow to love it. Didn’t matter, it was a done deal now. Daddy and Lolo. Ha.
Apparently his brother, who was so damn used to getting his way, knew it too. Because while he shot Huxley a dark look, he didn’t correct Tamsyn.
“Okay, princess. We’re going to give you what you need. And you’re going to come for us, aren’t you? With your pussy stuffed full of our fingers and your daddy thumbfucking your ass. Next time we’ll put something in your mouth too, have all your holes filled and stretched. We’re going to stuff you so good, babygirl, and you’re going to come so hard you can’t see straight.”
It was then that his brother slipped a hand between Tamsyn’s legs and must’ve made contact with her neglected clit because she groaned and began to buck, hips pushing back against the fingers buried inside of her and then rocking forward to get the contact on that bundle of nerves that she craved, the friction that would finally let her catch the orgasm she’d been chasing.
When her climax hit, the pulse of her muscles around his fingers had him on the verge of release himself. Between the sounds she was making, the uninhibited way she was fucking herself on their hands, and how slick and warm she was inside it was a wonder he could dredge up enough control to keep from letting go.
But the possibility of being able to have his cock inside her while she reached peak after peak like this again? That was worth the way he had to clench his teeth and tamp down the urge to relieve himself. It would only take a glancing touch of her fingertip, or god help him, of her tongue and he’d be a goner. Not yet, not yet. This was only the first course and he was determined to make it to dessert.
* * *
Lowell
After they’d set Tamsyn off like fourth of July fireworks, Hux scooped her up and got her settled under the covers in his bed, climbing in next to her. Like his brother was magnetic, she rolled over and nestled into his side. Pretty picture of a strong, proud woman reduced to a pile of ashes clinging to his twin.
He had the urge to join them, sculpt his body around the outside of their little girl’s, pet and praise her while she recovered from what had clearly been a pretty earth-shaking orgasm.
Maybe he would, in a bit. But there were things to be done first. And besides, Tamsyn wouldn’t look to him for comfort the same way she gravitated toward Hux and that was fine. Hux was the sensitive one, the cuddly one. He on the other hand was more practical, and when it came down to it, mercenary.
While Hux was sweeping up the cinders of their girl, he made his way downstairs and collected a few things from the kitchen before heading back up. After crossing the threshold, he took another moment to appreciate the tableau which was lovely indeed: a naked woman with her head pillowed against Hux’s chest, his arm slung around her, and her fingertips tracing the breast pocket of his shirt.
There was a lurch in his stomach that said maybe he shouldn’t be here at all—he’d served his purpose and he could go now. Luckily, his hands were full of concrete evidence that said his role wasn’t quite over. As did the expanse of unoccupied bed that he was certain Hux had left on purpose because he was thoughtful like that.
Lowell got onto the bed and settled the tray to his side before allowing himself to pass the backs of his knuckles over Tamsyn’s bare shoulder. Her peculiar hazel eyes were wide and adoring when she looked over her shoulder at him, mouth softening into a smile. Christ, his heart.
He knew it had been a good idea to leave finding a woman up to Hux but it still surprised him that he’d brought someone so perfect home on his first effort. Sometimes it didn’t suck to have a golden boy for a brother.
