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Connor
Iwould never tire of watching her unravel for me.
For us…
I slid my fingers over her swollen clit, circling and watching the aftershocks of her climax cascade over her body, each muscle trembling from the intensity of what just happened between us. My gaze flicked to Caden’s, and I swallowed, seeing the raw heat in his eyes for our girl.
Ours.
Her bottom was still bright red, a beautiful, even color that descended down to the backs of her thighs. A tremendous sense of pride rattled through me, especially when I glanced down between her thighs to see the strings of arousal draped between them.
Our little Anastasia was so aroused she could hardly stand.
Gently, I caressed her needy little clit, enjoying every tremor that ravaged her long after her orgasm had passed.
I wanted to give her another one, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her, not yet at least.
Instead, I withdrew my fingers and pulled the hem of her nightgown back down, unable to quell my open sense of reluctance.
There’d be plenty of time to show her what it meant to be shared by us. Right now, I had to take care of her.
I gently guided Anastasia to sit on my lap, feeling the comforting weight of her against me. My arms wrapped around her, creating a secure cocoon as I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. The room was filled with the lingering echoes of our connection, and now, in the tender aftermath, I wanted to assure her that she was safe, cherished.
I started to rub soothing circles on her back, the warmth of my touch intended to ease any tension that might linger. Anastasia leaned into my embrace, her vulnerability making the need to protect her surge within me.
Her frantic heartbeat slowed to a steady rhythm beneath my fingertips. In the quiet of the room, with only the soft sounds of our breaths and the occasional rustle of fabric, I found solace in this shared closeness. I squeezed my arms around her, memorizing the feeling of her body against mine.
Her head rested against my shoulder, and I could feel the gentle rise and fall of her breath syncing with mine. The soft press of her curves against my chest made my head spin, and I closed my eyes, simply enjoying the warmth enveloping us. I pressedanother kiss to the top of her head. She nestled in closer against me, and my heart swelled with a newfound depth of emotion.
I was falling for this girl, and I was falling fast.
“So, I guess you two are serious about sharing me,” she whispered.
“We meant every word,” I replied, and she lifted her head, glancing back at Caden.
“We did, babygirl,” he confirmed.
I noticed Anastasia had only picked at her breakfast, and a playful smirk tugged at the corners of my lips. “What’s this? Leaving food untouched? You know, someone might get the idea that you’re not appreciating the chef’s efforts.”
She glanced up at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Oh, I appreciate it alright. I just got a little distracted,Daddy.”
Fuck, my cock throbbed at those two delicious syllables. I could hear her say it again and again and never get enough of it.
Leaning in, I reached for her plate and brought it closer. “Well, how about we make sure you finish every last bite?” I teased, picking up a forkful of eggs.
Anastasia giggled, her gaze dancing with a mixture of amusement and something more elusive. “Are you going to feed me now, Mr. Chef?”
I grinned, playfully tapping the fork against her lips. “Consider it a perk of the kitchen staff. Now, open wide.” As she complied, I fed her the bite, our eyes locked in a playful exchange.
“Delicious, as always,” she commented, and I couldn’t resist another tease.
“Good to know. We can’t have you wasting away on us, especially if you’re going to keep distracting us like this.”
A delightful blush began to bloom across her cheeks, creating a vivid contrast against her fair complexion. The rosy hue deepened, cascading down her neck and settling into the delicate curve of her collarbones. Her pupils were still dilated from her orgasm, creating the perfect picture of beauty.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull of the moment, I found myself leaning in to capture Anastasia’s mouth in a soft, lingering kiss. Our lips met with a gentle urgency, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken connection that had been weaving itself between us. It was a tender kiss, and when our lips finally parted, the air seemed to crackle with a powerful electricity.
“Now, little girl, go and give Caden a kiss,” I instructed, and her gaze flicked up to mine. Beneath the dark curtain of her lashes, her eyes screamed with seductive intent, and I couldn’t help but kiss her for a second time, leaving her lips good and swollen for my brother.
