Epilogue
ATTICUS
I unlock the front door and usher Lemon inside, my hand resting possessively on the small of her back. Her curves feel soft and inviting under my palm, even through the fabric of her blouse. Christ, she's distracting.
"Go shower," I order gruffly, tossing my keys onto the entryway table. "Ezra will be here soon."
Lemon's green eyes widen, excitement flickering across her face. "Yes, Sir," she murmurs, already slipping out of her heels.
Fuck, I love her in the pencil skirts and heels I pick out for her.
I loosen my tie, pouring myself two fingers of whiskey. The amber liquid burns pleasantly as I swallow.
The shower starts up and I can picture Lemon naked under the spray, water cascading over her curves. My cock twitches with interest. Patience, I remind myself. Good things come to those who wait.
I fire off a quick text to Ezra.
ETA?
Playboy Brat
10 min. Everything ready?
Oh yes. Our little lemon drop is freshening up now.
Setting my phone down, I head to our bedroom to change. I strip off my suit, replacing it with soft lounge pants that do little to hide my growing arousal.
Padding back to the living room, I settle onto the leather sofa, nursing my drink as I listen to the water running. My mind wanders to earlier today at the office, Lemon bent over my desk as I spanked her for a trivial mistake. The way she gasped and squirmed, her ass turning a delicious shade of pink.
I hear the soft pad of Lemon's bare feet on the hardwood, then she emerges from the hallway. My breath catches in my throat.
Fuck me.
She's wearing that goddamn white sundress covered in lemons, the one she had on fifteen months ago when I made her an offer she couldn't refuse. Her damp hair hangs in loose waves around her shoulders, framing her heart-shaped face.
"Come here," I growl, crooking a finger at her.
Lemon obeys, crossing the room with a sway in her hips that makes my cock strain against my pants. She stops in front of me, head bowed submissively. I reach out, running my hand up her thigh and under the hem of her dress. Her breath hitches as my fingers graze the edge of her panties.
The front door opens, and Ezra strolls in, casual, confident, and charming. His eyes lock onto Lemon and a wolfish grin spreads across his face.
"Well, well," he drawls, kicking the door shut behind him. "If it isn't our little lemon drop, sweet enough to eat." He saunters over, circling Lemon like a predator sizing up its prey. "Tell me, beauty, is that dress easy to peel off? Because I'm suddenly craving some fresh-squeezed juice."
I shoot Ezra a warning glare. "Go shower you fucking corn ball and make it quick."
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't argue, disappearing down the hall. The bathroom door clicks shut and water starts running again.
"Lemon," I growl, turning my attention back to the temptress before me. "Sit on the table. Put your heels up on the edge. Spread those thighs nice and wide for me."
She flushes but obeys, perching on the wood tabletop. Her sundress rides up as she places her feet on the edge, exposing creamy thighs. Slowly, she parts her legs, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of white see-through panties instead of black like the last time she wore this.
"Further," I demand, voice rough with desire.
Lemon whimpers softly but obeys, spreading herself open. The thin fabric of her underwear is already damp, clinging to her lips. I can see the outline of her clit, a tempting little nub begging to be touched.
"Good girl," I purr, leaning back to drink in the sight. "Keep those legs spread. I want to look at what's mine."
Her chest rises and falls rapidly, nipples visibly hard beneath her dress. A pretty pink blush spreads across her cheeks and down her neck. Christ, she's beautiful like this—on display, vulnerable, and all for me.
I palm my cock through my pants, savoring the view. Lemon's eyes follow the movement, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
"You want this, don't you?" I ask, voice low and dangerous. "You're aching to be filled, stretched, used for our pleasure."
She nods, a breathy confirmation escaping her lips, “Yes, Sir.”
I smirk, enjoying the way she squirms under my gaze. I hook my fingers under the elastic of her panties, tugging them to the side. Her center is glistening, pink folds already swollen with need. "Fuck, you're beautiful," I growl.
I trace a finger along her slit, relishing the way she shivers at my touch. Her eyes are half-lidded, chest rising and falling rapidly. I dip my finger inside, feeling her clench around me. "So wet already," I murmur.
The shower shuts off and I hear Ezra rustling around upstairs because he doesn’t know how to do anything quietly. My cock throbs, imagining all the delicious ways we'll make Lemon scream.
Ezra is at the top of the stairs now, fully naked and dripping wet. His cock is already hard, bouncing against his taut stomach with each step. Droplets of water cling to his lean muscles, making his tanned skin glisten in the low light. My mouth waters at the sight.
"Come here," I command, my voice husky with desire.
Ezra obeys, sauntering over with that cocky grin of his. He stops right in front of me, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off his damp skin. I reach out, cupping his heavy balls in my palm. He hisses in pleasure, hips jerking forward.
Without warning, I lean in and swallow his length in one smooth motion. Ezra lets out a strangled groan, his hands flying to grip my shoulders. I hollow my cheeks, sucking him deep into my throat. The musky, clean scent of his freshly washed skin fills my nostrils as I bob my head, savoring the weight of him on my tongue.
I work him with practiced skill, alternating between long, slow strokes and quick, teasing licks. My hand massages his balls, rolling them gently as I suck. Ezra's breathing grows ragged, his cock twitching against the roof of my mouth.
"Fuck, Atticus," he pants, fingers digging into my shoulders. "Your mouth feels so good."
I hum in acknowledgment; the vibrations making him shudder. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Lemon watching us intently, her thighs trembling as she fights to keep them spread wide.
After a few more minutes of sucking, I pull off Ezra's cock with an obscene pop. A string of saliva connects my lips to his glistening head. I lick it away, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum on my tongue.
I sit back, draping my arms along the back of the couch. My cock throbs, straining against my pants as I eye my two beautiful pets.
"Now," I growl, voice rough with lust, "I want my pets to work together on my cock."
Ezra's eyes light up with mischief. He drops to his knees in front of me, then reaches out to pull Lemon off the table. She tumbles down next to him with a little gasp.
"You heard the man," Ezra purrs, shooting Lemon a wicked grin. His fingers hook into the waistband of my lounge pants, tugging them down. My cock springs free, flushed and leaking at the tip.
Lemon's eyes widen, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Ezra wastes no time, leaning in to run his tongue along the underside of my shaft. I hiss in pleasure, my hips jerking involuntarily.
"Your turn, baby," Ezra murmurs, guiding Lemon closer.
She darts forward, wrapping her plush lips around the head. Lemon swirls her tongue, tracing the sensitive ridge.
Their pace picks up, passing my dick back and forth between them. Ezra takes me deep, his throat working around my length before pulling off with a wet pop. Then Lemon's soft lips wrap around the head again, sucking gently as her tongue swirls around the sensitive tip.
I reach down, fisting my hands in their hair. Ezra's is still damp from his shower, while Lemon's silky waves tangle around my fingers. I guide their movements, sometimes pressing their faces close together so they're both licking and sucking at once until I pull them both off me.
"It's our anniversary, for something. I don’t know what, but probably the first time I tasted you," I growl, eyes locked on Lemon's flushed face. "I think we'll mark it with something very special. Come ride my cock, my pretty girl."
With trembling hands, she reaches under the hem and slides her panties down, stepping out of them awkwardly.
I lean back, spreading my legs wider as she climbs onto my lap. Her thighs bracket mine, skin soft and warm against me. I can feel the heat radiating from her dripping cunt, hovering just above my aching cock.
"That's it, baby," I murmur, gripping her hips.
Lemon sinks down, enveloping me in tight, wet heat. We groan in unison as she bottoms out, her ass flush against my thighs. Christ, she feels incredible—hot and slick.
She starts to move, rising up until just the tip of my cock is inside her before dropping back down. The pace is torturously slow at first, but soon she's bouncing on my lap. Her breasts jiggle enticingly under that flimsy dress, nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric.
I turn to Ezra, who's watching us with hungry eyes, his cock rigid and leaking. "Get in there," I command.
Ezra grins, crawling between my spread legs. He wraps his hand around the base of my shaft where it disappears into Lemon's cunt. As Lemon lifts up, he strokes me, his palm slick with her juices.
I grip Lemon's hips, forcing her to stop mid-bounce. She whines, squirming on my lap.
"Why?" she pants, her cunt clenching around me.
I just grin sadistically, drinking in her desperate, flushed face. Her pupils are blown wide with lust, lips parted as she pants. I can feel her thighs trembling where they bracket mine, her whole body quivering with need.
Ezra's fingers creep up my shaft, slick with Lemon's juices. He traces the spot where her pussy is stretched tight around my cock, circling slowly. Lemon's breath hitches as she realizes what's coming.
With agonizing slowness, Ezra works two fingers inside her center alongside me. Lemon cries out, her back arching as she's stretched even further. I groan at the added tightness, the feeling of Ezra's fingers rubbing against my shaft inside her velvet heat.
"Fuck," Ezra breathes, working his fingers deeper. "So tight. Think you can take more?"
Lemon whimpers, her hips twitching as she tries to move. I hold her firmly in place, savoring the way she squirms.
"Please," she gasps. "Please, I need…I need..."
"What do you need, little lemon?" I growl, nipping at her throat. "Tell us. "
"I need to move," she sobs. "Need you to fuck me, please Sir!"
I exchange a wicked grin with Ezra over her shoulder. "You hear that?" I purr. "Our greedy little slut wants to be fucked. Think we should give her what she wants?"
Ezra chuckles darkly. "I don't know. She sounds awfully desperate. Maybe we should make her beg some more."
Lemon lets out a frustrated whine, clenching around my cock and Ezra's fingers. The sensation makes my hips jerk involuntarily, drawing a gasp from her lips.
"Please," she babbles. "Please, I'll do anything. I need it so bad, need you both to use me, fill me up, make me yours. Please, Sirs, please!"
I growl, arousal spiking at her desperate pleas. "That's more like it. Ezra, you heard our pet. She wants us both, and who are we to deny her?"
A moment later, cool liquid drips onto my skin and hers, making Lemon shiver. Ezra's hand wraps around my dick, stroking to spread the slick.
"Lean forward, lemon drop," I growl, tugging her closer. She complies, her soft breasts pressing against my chest. I scoot down slightly, angling her hips so her ass pops up invitingly.
Ezra positions himself behind her, cock nudging at her entrance alongside mine. I can feel the heat of him, the weight of his balls resting against my own.
Slowly, so slowly, he pushes forward. The head of his cock pops past the tight ring of muscle and Lemon cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders. I grit my teeth, fighting the urge to thrust up into that exquisite tightness.
Inch by agonizing inch, Ezra sinks deeper. The friction is incredible. I can feel every ridge and vein of his cock sliding against mine inside my girl’s clenching heat. When he finally bottoms out, we all groan in unison.
"Fuck," Ezra pants, his forehead resting against Lemon's shoulder.
I can't help but agree. Lemon's cunt is stretched to the limit around us both, squeezing and pulsing. Her face is buried in the crook of my neck, breath coming in sharp little gasps.
"You okay, baby?" I ask, stroking her hair.
She nods, lifting her head to meet my gaze. Her eyes are glassy with unshed tears, cheeks flushed a deep pink. "So full," she whimpers. "But it feels so good."
I capture her lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing her moans as Ezra starts to move. He pulls back slowly before snapping his hips forward, the force of his thrust driving me deeper into Lemon.
"That's it, baby," I growl, nipping at her throat. "Fuck our girl for the both of us. I wanna feel your cum alongside my own."
Ezra’s eyes turn dark, almost feral at my words, and I groan as we find our rhythm, thrusting in and out of Lemon's stretched pussy.
My hands roam her body, kneading her soft breasts through the thin fabric of her dress.
"Fuck, she's so tight," Ezra pants. "Squeezing us both so goddamn good."
I grunt in agreement, lost in the sensation.
Slipping a hand between our bodies, I find Lemon's swollen clit. She jerks at the first touch, a strangled gasp escaping her. I rub tight circles around the sensitive nub, feeling it pulse under my fingers.
"Oh god," Lemon sobs, her hips jerking erratically. "Please, Sir, please!"
"You gonna cum for me?" I growl. "Squeeze that pretty hole nice and tight around us?"
She nods frantically, beyond words as she chases her release. I press harder on her clit, my fingers a blur as I work her toward the edge.
With a keening wail, Lemon comes undone. Her pussy clamps down on us like a vise, spasming and fluttering. The added tightness is almost unbearable. I grit my teeth, fighting back my own orgasm as Lemon shakes apart in my arms.
As her tremors start to subside, I don't let up. I pinch her clit between my fingers, rolling and tugging at the swollen bud. Lemon jerks like she's been electrocuted, a hoarse cry tearing from her throat.
"Too much," she gasps. "Can't—oh fuck!"
I twist her clit sharply, making her whole body convulse. "You can and you will," I growl. "Gonna cum for us again, pet. Show us how greedy that pussy is."
Lemon's whole body trembles, her nails raking down my chest as she teeters on the edge.
Ezra keeps pounding into her, the force of his thrusts driving me deeper. The wet sounds of our cocks sliding in and out of her sopping pussy fill the room, punctuated by Lemon's breathless cries.
Her eyes roll back, lashes fluttering as she nearly blacks out from the intensity. Her pussy contracts wildly around us, gushing wetness as she squirts. The flood of her warm release makes everything even slicker, allowing us to pound into her even harder.
She's limp in my arms now, barely conscious as we use her body for our pleasure. Her head lolls against my shoulder, soft whimpers escaping with each thrust.
Reaching around Lemon's trembling form, I slide my hand down the curve of Ezra's ass. He jerks in surprise, a strangled moan escaping his lips as I trace his crack. Without warning, I plunge two fingers into his tight hole.
Ezra clenches around my fingers, a guttural moan escaping his throat. I curl them, searching for that spot that'll make him see stars. His hips stutter, rhythm faltering as I stroke his prostate.
"Fuck, Atticus," he pants, voice wrecked. "Gonna make me cum."
I grin wickedly, increasing the pressure. Ezra's thrusts become erratic, his cock pulsing inside Lemon's overstimulated pussy. With a hoarse cry, he buries himself to the hilt. I feel his release, hot spurts coating my shaft as he empties himself.
The added slickness pushes me to the edge. I growl, slamming up into Lemon's cunt as Ezra's cum leaks out around us. My orgasm hits like a freight train, vision whiting out as I empty myself inside her.
Lemon stirs, whimpering softly as she comes back to herself. Her pussy flutters weakly, milking the last drops from both our cocks. I stroke her hair, murmuring praise as she blinks up at me with dazed eyes.
"Such a good girl," I purr. "Taking us both so well."
I hold Lemon close, feeling her heartbeat gradually slow as she comes down from her high. Ezra collapses against her back, his breath hot on her neck. We're all sweaty and spent, cum and juices leaking from where we're still joined.
"I love you both," I murmur, nuzzling Lemon's hair and reaching out to stroke Ezra's cheek. "Forever. You're mine, always."
Lemon makes a soft noise of contentment, burrowing closer. Ezra hums in agreement, pressing a lazy kiss to her shoulder.
"Wish I had more than one cock," I growl, grinding up into Lemon's pussy. She whimpers, clenching around me. "Want to keep you both plugged full of my cum at all times."
Ezra chuckles breathlessly. "Greedy bastard."
I smirk, sliding my hand down to grip his ass. "You love it."
"Mm, guilty," he purrs, pushing back against my touch.
Slowly, carefully, we disentangle ourselves. Lemon whines at the loss as our cocks slip free, a flood of cum gushing from her abused hole.
"Don't worry, baby," I soothe, gathering her trembling form against my chest. "We're far from done. Hope you're both ready for a lifetime of being full of cum, because I plan to keep you dripping."
Ezra grins wickedly, already stroking himself back to hardness. "Bring it on, Daddy Atti."
I growl playfully, reaching out to swat his ass. "Watch it, brat."
Lemon giggles, the sound muffled against my chest. "Yes, please," she mumbles.
I laugh, feeling a surge of so much fucking love for my beautiful, insatiable pets.
I walk toward our bedroom and they follow like sleepy, dazed little ducks and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As I watch them crawl onto the massive bed, limbs tangling together, I'm struck by how utterly fucked I am. Not literally, but emotionally. These two hold me in the palm of their hands and they don't even know it.
I may wear the mantle of wearing the fucking pants as I bark orders and dole out punishments, but the truth is I'm powerless against them.
It terrifies me sometimes, how much I need them. How empty I'd be without their light, their laughter, their love. I'm only as good as they make me.
One bat of Lemon's big green eyes or a flash of Ezra's cocky grin and I'm putty. I'd move mountains, start wars, and burn the world to ash for them.
But then again, no one fucks with Atticus Reid or what belongs to him without paying the ultimate price. I’d fucking hate to cross me when it comes to these two.