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“Hands off, baby boy,” Daddy Mitchell warned.

“Gonna come if you don’t stop,” I complained.

“You must learn restraint, little one,” Daddy Jensen said.

“Pot-kettle, Daddy,” I teased, and they both laughed.

“Okay, you can open your eyes,” Daddy Jensen said. When I did, it was to the most glorious sight. My two gorgeous Daddies sprawled out naked beside me.

I gasped, “How did I get so lucky?”

“We keep asking ourselves the same question, little one,” Daddy Mitchell said. Daddy Jensen reached into the nightstand and pulled out a couple condoms and lube and handed one to Daddy Mitchell. Nerves set in as I watched them suit up and lube their cocks. My legs still spread, Daddy Jensen circled my hole with his finger as Daddy Mitchell and I watched. When he breached the first ring, I moaned, and my head fell back. In and out he worked it until they felt I was ready for another, only instead of it being his, one of Daddy Mitchell’s slid in beside it.

“Your turn,” Daddy Jensen said to Daddy Mitchell. He paused momentarily before realization hit him. He turned over and hovered above me as Daddy Jensen moved to the foot of the bed.

“It’s been a while,” Daddy Mitchell admitted.

“I’ll be gentle, my love, I promise,” Daddy Jensen assured him. While he worked him open, Daddy Mitchell slid a pillow under my hips and leaned in and kissed me. The more he got worked open, the deeper the kisses progressed. His tongue fucking my mouth as Daddy Jensen’s fingers were inside him.

He gasped and groaned, “Fuck, Jensen, I’m ready.”

He kissed me one last time, lifted my hips and pressed his tip to my hole. It’d been a while for me and while I hadn’t shared that with them, I’m sure he knew as he paused for a few moments before pressing farther in. As soon as he was fully seated inside me, Daddy Jensen entered him. Our heavy breaths filled the room, and it took a bit to find a rhythm but once they did it was, gods, the English vocabulary escaped me. It was beyond words, our first time together, unlike any other experience I’d ever had. The culmination of three becoming one.

“Not. Gonna. Last,” Daddy Mitchell panted.

“Same,” I gasped as he hit that sweet spot. “Right there, Daddy.”

“Mitchell, come. Henry,” Daddy Jensen paused, “don’t come. I want to be inside you when you do.” I moaned in lieu of a response.

Daddy Mitchell’s thrusts quickened, erratically pounding me as Daddy Jensen did to him. This scene was beyond hot, far exceeding my wildest dreams and knowing it wasn’t a one and done had me thanking whatever deity there may be for bringing these wonderful men into my life.

“Fuck!” Daddy Mitchell exclaimed as he pushed inside me as far as he could and came. Daddy Jensen pulled out, changed his condom and slid inside me right as Daddy Mitchell vacated his spot between my legs and lay beside us.

“My god,” Daddy Jensen said as he took his place inside me.

“He feels wonderful, doesn’t he?” Daddy Mitchell asked, gliding his fingertips along my sweat-soaked torso.

“Stroke him, Mitchell. I won’t last long,” Daddy Jensen said as he lifted my backside and proceeded to pound me into the sheets.

With the two of them working me in tandem it took no time to reach the apex. “Daddies!” I cried out as I came, nearly blacking out from the intensity of it.

Daddy Jensen pressed in and held in place as he came. “Henry,” ghosted across his lips. The most beautiful version of my name I’d ever heard said triggered the tears I’d held back to spill over.

“My sweet boy,” Daddy Jensen said as he wiped them away. “Did I hurt you?”

“Oh, no, Daddy, not even close. You and Daddy Jensen filled my heart and breathed new life into me.” They peppered my face with kisses, the three of us drifting off to sleep curled around each other in a protective bubble of errant arms and legs, and I couldn’t have been happier for it.

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How did Henry, the lonely bookshop owner, manage to not only find one Daddy after all this time, but two? Two Daddies that made Henry whole, completed him in the best of ways and loved him unconditionally.

THE END

About the Author

TL Travis is an award-winning published author of LGBTQIA+ contemporary and paranormal romance and erotic musings that have earned “Best-Selling Author” flags in the US as well as Internationally.

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