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Chapter Twenty-Three
Lowell
His dick was so hard he was going to die. Either that or it would petrify this way and he’d have to walk around with a permanent hard-on for the rest of his life. Might anyway given how much playing with Tamsyn and Hux was turning him on.
It was probably exceptionally perverted and possibly downright wrong, but there was something about being with a woman and his brother that turned him on like nothing else. He could and would enjoy Tamsyn just the two of them, but that extra punch of taboo just turned his crank.
As long as everyone involved were consenting adults—and Tamsyn was downright begging for it—he figured it was pretty low on the list of things that were sending him straight to hell. St. Peter probably wouldn’t even get that far down the parchment before he was turning him away from the pearly gates and telling him to gtfo.
He’d worry about that later. Right now, he wanted a turn. As hot as it was to listen to Hux tease their little girl and watch him play with her, and as much he enjoyed holding her still and feeling her throat work as she swallowed and how shallow her breath had become, he wanted to be a more active participant in this scene, wanted to—as Hux had so eloquently put it—have his way with her.
He gave Tamsyn’s jaw a squeeze and made eye contact with Hux over her shoulder.
“I think our princess still has too many clothes on.”
“I’d have to agree,” Hux said, one hand still shoved up Tamsyn’s skirt where he was no doubt toying with her through her panties, and the other cupped her cheek while his thumb was pressed in her mouth.
Lowell couldn’t wait to fill her mouth up with something else.
He reached behind his neck and maneuvered her cuffed hands to in front of her, forcing Hux to pop his thumb out of her mouth.
“Let’s get you on your hands and knees, pretty girl,” he told her. “Or should I say mitts and knees?”
The whimper she made went straight to his dick, made his balls tighten in a way they usually didn’t until right before he was going to blow his load. What was this woman doing to him?
Between he and Hux, they got their pretty little toy onto all fours, luscious tits hanging from her chest, her whole body practically vibrating with excitement.
Her skirt was rumpled, the dark green fabric crushed and creased, and he had every intention of making it worse before this was over. They’d have to start paying for her dry cleaning because their games were going to cost a small fortune in removing bodily fluids from business attire.
Shoving her skirt the rest of the way up to her waist, he exposed her black panties. Silk and lace, so pretty, and very sexy. He hooked the gusset, grazing the back of his finger through wetness that had gathered at the entrance to her pussy. Jesus Christ, she was soaked. Good to know this was getting her motor running as hard as his. He tugged and she made one of those intoxicating pleading sounds again.
“These are very grown-up panties. And our little girl doesn’t wear grown-up panties.”
He set a hand on her hip and managed to twist his other hand so he could slide a finger inside her. Tamsyn gasped and rocked back when he did, which earned her a crisp swat to her bottom.
“You were right, Hux. So naughty. I have a feeling this little princess has quite a few spankings in her future.”
Hux nodded and put a hand to their girl’s cheek again, pushing his thumb between her lips. Stroked his chin with his other hand. “She’ll probably have a pink bottom all the time.”
Tamsyn rocked her hips again and Lowell laid down another swat on the opposite cheek as he’d smacked before, relishing the way her flesh bounced under his unyielding palm.
“Given how often she misbehaves, I’m guessing more like red and stinging and sore. Poor little girl is going to be very uncomfortable when she has to sit down. Like when Lolo is going to strap her into her highchair to feed her.”
“Or when she’s getting fucked from behind,” Hux volunteered.
“Mmm, that too.”
Lowell added a second finger and peeled the offending panties over Tamsyn’s generous hips and buttocks until they were circling her thighs, right below where he was fingerfucking her pussy. Her sex was flushed a dark pink and slick with her own juices, and her tight rosebud of an asshole was visible between her cheeks. So, so lovely.
“No more panties when you’re with your daddies, princess. You’re either going to be bare when we’re playing with you or we’re going to put you in a diaper.”
Another one of those pathetic whimpers, and he had to grab the base of his dick through his pants and squeeze so he could keep his head long enough to spill inside her at least. Or over her. The image of spurting thick ropes of come over her spank-reddened ass was almost too much. He’d spilled over her chest and that had been heady, over her ripe bottom would be even better. He gripped the back of her neck and bent over so his mouth was close to her ear.
“Your daddies are going to take care of everything,” he murmured. “Every single thing. Anything you need, we’re going to provide. You belong to us now and we take very good care of our babygirls. We’re going to feed you, bathe you, fuck you. We’re going to control when and what you get fed, when or if you can use the potty, what you wear, when you can speak. Everything, it’s all ours. You won’t have to worry this pretty little head about a single thing.”
She whined around Hux’s thumb and rocked back to meet Lowell’s thrusts. He spanked her again, but she didn’t stop. Greedy little princess. That was fine, for now. He’d happily pepper her perfect backside with swats, turning that pale skin pink and then red, all framed by her rucked up skirt and her grown-up panties that had to go.
He leaned back up to enjoy the view, continued pumping her soaking wet pussy with his fingers, and said, “You want to fuck yourself on Lolo’s fingers, huh, princess? That’s alright. So long as you know you’re not going to come like this, and if you do, there will be serious consequences.”
