Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Alden
Everything worked out for the best and my mood driving back to Falcon Creek was better than it had been on the ride to Denver. I’d been upset and overthinking about where I’d gone wrong in trying to fashion a throuple. Somehow leaving my brats with each other actually solved whatever lingering doubts the two of them had. Strutting inside my house, I heard laughter coming from the living room. Kennedy was doubled over, barely catching her breath while Wyatt threw playing cards at her.
“She cheatin’ again?”
“You have to watch her! She’s a filthy player when it comes to Rummy 500.”
Their laughter was contagious and I joined in. “It’s so good to see you both in better moods.”
“You said no touching, Daddy. It’s been a heck of a day,” Kennedy said sweetly.
“I bet. All that pent-up tension,” I joked.
Wyatt stood and bridged the gap between us. A flirty smile broke across his mouth. I was happy to see him in a much better mood. “We can help you with your frustrations, Sir. The long days, the longer nights…”
“Careful, babyboy. I’d like to turn your ass red before the two of you take turns sucking me off.”
My statement seemed to rush straight to Kennedy’s core because her laughter died abruptly on her lips. She rose up on the couch, sauntering over to where the two of us were. I admired the cute top and dark-purple lounge pants. Her feet were in furry teal slippers, and her long dark hair in a high ponytail. I imagined threading my fingers flush against her scalp and tugging her to her knees, pulling a hot moan from her lips. When she opened her mouth, I’d fill it with my cock.
“Oh, you’ve got some naughty thoughts flying through your head.” Wyatt whistled.
“Sure do. Follow me.” Lifting Kennedy into my arms, I scooped her against my chest. She looked up at me through half-lidded lashes. Damn. She was getting me hard from just one glance.
“We were exceptionally well behaved,” she said.
“That just means you get rewarded faster.” Carrying her upstairs, I paused only long enough for Wyatt to catch up. We turned into my bedroom and I saw brand-new sheets and a very clean room. “Did you vacuum?”
Kennedy giggled. “We had to do something to keep ourselves occupied.”
“I might have to use that same decree the next time I need my house cleaned,” I joked. Setting her down on the edge of the bed, I kneeled down. Taking my time, I removed her slippers and stripped each article of clothing off until she was in nothing but a tiny black thong. Wyatt took his boots off along with his jeans, but didn’t go any further. I kissed her temple and focused my attention on my boy, mimicking the actions until he was wearing his silky navy boxer-briefs.
“The two of you are so damn sexy.” I admired Kennedy’s supple curves, a mixture of well-defined muscles along with the softness of her breasts and belly. Wyatt had more sharp corners than her but was attractive all the same. Plucking a leather paddle from my wall, I motioned for Wyatt to get on the bed.
“I should have accidentally misplaced that item,” he muttered before climbing onto the bed and laying on his stomach.
Kennedy leaned across his body, peppering kisses along his spine. I gave her the moment. We had experienced a whirlwind of emotions to get to the point we were at, there was no rush. Wyatt arched his back and cursed.
“Did you bite your Sir?” I asked her.
She giggled. “I couldn’t help it. Do you see how absolutely bitable his ass is?”
Wyatt tsked. “Laugh it up, babygirl. I’ll return the favor in a minute.”
Peeling his boxers off, I slapped either side of his ass a few times, giving him the benefit of a warmup. This was for pleasure, not discipline. Raising the paddle, I brought it down several times in a row on the lowest part of his butt. I loved the way he pushed into each swat, murmuring happy noises. Wyatt wasn’t into pain simply for the sake of it, but my intention was to make him feel good.
“Go ahead and position yourself in between our girl’s legs. Let’s see if she’s laughing as you worship her pussy.”
Wyatt rose on his elbow, tugging her up toward him. He removed her thong with flair, chucking it over his shoulder. She fixed her position, parting her legs so he had the access I’d demanded. He played with her pussy lips, teasing his fingers inside her before lowering his mouth. From the way she threaded her fingers into the thick red locks of his hair and her eyes rolled back in her head, I knew he was at the right spot. Switching my target to his upper thighs, I derived pleasure from Wyatt lifting his head and letting out a string of curses. Oh, I could play this game forever.
“Sir!” Kennedy’s toes flexed and her heels tapped the mattress.
“Sorry, babygirl. Alden is currently using my ass as target practice.” Wyatt glanced over his shoulder, his eyes dark with desire.
“Don’t mind me,” I said in that husky tone I knew drove them both wild. Continuing with the leather paddle, I aimed instead for the fuller part of each of his butt cheeks. Running my hands along his body, I loved the way Wyatt relaxed under my touch. He managed to return his focus to the task, one hand holding Kennedy’s hip against the mattress. His fingers slid inside her pussy as he lavished attention on her clit.
Her moans grew louder, edging out the crack of the paddle. She orgasmed beautifully, her mouth open in a perfect ‘o’. I gave them time to collect their breath while removing my clothes.
Kennedy blinked her eyes open. “You’re so handsome, Daddy,” she said in a seductive purr.
“Thank you, babygirl. Why don’t you get down here on the carpet and show me how much you missed me?”
She wasted no time in shimmying off the mattress and lowering herself to the floor. Wyatt flipped around as if he was about to enjoy the event.
“You can join her.” I indicated with my finger letting him know that I expected to lead here. “Once I’m nice and hard, I’ll fuck you while you claim our girl.”
That got him moving. He found a hair elastic from his seemingly endless collection, pulling his hair out of his eyes and securing it in a low tail. The style accentuated his cheekbones and cupid-bow mouth. He knelt next to Kennedy and pressed a kiss to her temple. Flicking my gaze between each of them, the moment seemed like nothing short of a miracle. Two semi- obedient brats on their haunches, waiting patiently to pleasure me. Taking a mental snapshot of the simple moment with my eyes, I kissed them each in turn.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a serene glow on your face, Sir,” Kennedy whispered.
“I’ve never been this happy, babygirl,” I replied, my heart full and my mind thinking of how much fun the three of us were going to have. Intimate moments like this with the three of us would be even more special.
Wyatt tilted his head to the side and smirked. “Just wait until we make your eyes roll back in your head, Daddy.”
“Since you’re still being a brat after I thoroughly reddened your ass, wrap your lips around my cock and don’t stop until I tell you to.”
“Yes, Sir.” Nudging Kennedy, he nodded toward me. “Wrap your hand around the base and keep it there, beautiful.”
Without a word, she obeyed, rubbing lightly while Wyatt took me into his mouth. He lavished attention on every inch of me as if making up for lost time. Our fumble in the bedroom seemed to be erased from his mind as he sucked faster. Though I wanted to close my eyes and fully immerse myself in the feeling, I kept my gaze on the two of them. Kennedy whispered encouraging words for a few minutes until her lids were half open, eyes darkening as she watched.
“Go on, sweetheart,” I said to her. “Take turns.”
Kennedy licked her lips as Wyatt slowly released me from his mouth long enough for her to deep throat me. Before I could praise her, my boy reached through my legs and gently massaged my balls. That was new. In fact, I couldn’t remember anyone else pulling the same move. He increased his speed enough for me to forget how to form words. I was experienced sexually but his touch on one of the most sensitive places on my body nearly brought me to my knees.
“Wyatt…” I managed to say his name.
“Do you want me to stop, Daddy?”
“That feels so good, but I want to finish inside you. Let’s bring this to the bed.”
“Yes, Sir.” Wyatt blushed almost as red as his hair.
Kennedy sank back on her haunches waiting for direction.
“On your back, babygirl.”
Wyatt assisted her to her feet, looking at her adoringly. Her cheeks were flushed and a few tendrils of hair hung down from her messed-up ponytail. She laid down on the bed as gorgeous as ever. He looked over his shoulder at me, clearly smitten. I swaggered to my nightstand, grabbing a condom for him and a bottle of lube.
“Is one bottle enough?” Wyatt teased as I moved behind him.
“Still being a smartass,” I chided. “Do I need to delay and get my strap instead?”
“No, Daddy.” He plucked the condom out of my hand, and I smacked his upper thighs several times landing each one with precision. Wyatt groaned, immediately surrendering the condom.
“When the three of us are together, I call the shots. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” he replied.
“Good boy.” Though he was hard and ready, I took an extra minute to rub my hand along his shaft. I wasn’t gentle and the motion tore a whimpered moan from between his lips. Taking my time, I tore open the packet and sheathed his cock. Kennedy laid there on her elbows, panting slightly as she enjoyed the show. Pulling him to me, I kissed him deeply, hoping my actions conveyed without words how much he meant to me.
“You’re tense. I thought I fixed that already.” I nipped his earlobe. “Go ahead and make our girl feel amazing and I’ll return the favor.”
Wyatt smiled, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He stepped to the edge of the mattress, positioning himself in a way to allow maximum pleasure for Kennedy and give me room behind him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he entered her core.
“Mmm. You’re so hot, Trixy. I love being buried inside your pussy.”
Kennedy moaned, her nails digging in slightly to his shoulders. “Fuck. You feel incredible. Please keep going…”
Moving Wyatt slightly, I lubed two fingers and circled the tight ring of his ass. “Push out, babyboy. That’s right, just like that.” I inserted one finger, withdrawing it and sliding it back inside. He kept his pace, thrusting in and out of our girl until I added a second finger. He stilled immediately.
“Fuck! It’s been a while, Sir,” he said panting.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No, not at all. Please fuck me now. I’m not going to last.”
Though I wanted to draw our first time out, it seemed we all needed the connection and inevitable release more than I realized. Withdrawing my fingers from his ass, I wasted no more time. Adding more lube to my cock, I pressed the head of it to his entrance. “Breathe, Wyatt.”
He gave a thumbs-up as he continued pumping in and out of Kennedy who had her legs around his waist. Fully breaching his pucker, I let him get accustomed to my size.
“Oh, god, Sir…” He tensed.
“Keep going. You can take it as much as you can give it,” I said, my tone huskier than usual.
Kennedy moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her sounds of pleasure were music to my ears. Watching her hit her peak filled me with satisfaction. “Sir!”
I took her orgasm as an incentive to grab Wyatt’s hips and thrust faster. It didn’t take long for his toes to arch, moans of pleasure falling out of his mouth along with a string of expletives as he reached an orgasm. I pumped in and out of him, increasing my pace.
“Fuck, Sir,” he said groaning. “Fuck, that feels so good….”
“I’m close. Stay like that.” Thrusting one last time, I came hard. We caught our breaths, uncoupling and collectively coming down from the intensity of our combined lovemaking.
Wyatt let his hair down. “Next time I want our girl to suck me off while you take her from behind. To be able to see every curve of her body as you fuck her. Oh, that would be something. Will you let me, Sir?”
“Only if you behave,” I said, half joking.
Kennedy shifted around, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Have you… can the two of you…”
We both paused to give her space to form her request. When she didn’t continue speaking, I leaned forward kissing her. “What do you want, beautiful? Tell Daddy.”
She blushed, her entire face radiating a gentle glow. “Can you both take me at the same time?”
Wyatt couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “Right now?”
“Shower first, baby,” I reminded him, but amusement filtered through. “We can do whatever you want, babygirl. I look forward to exploring in the bedroom and out of it. That goes for you too, Wyatt.”
“I’m going to start writing down all of the experiences I’ve wanted and haven’t had yet,” he said, his cocky smile replaced with something warmer. Wyatt wrapped his arm around Kennedy’s waist, lifting her with ease. “Ever thought about riding my face while Alden fucks you?”
“Sir! You’re just saying that to get a rise out of me.” Her eyes shone with amusement.
“You always get a rise out of me,” he retorted, chuckling as he carried her into my bathroom.
Gathering towels, I took a moment to lean against the door frame observing. The snark, the tension, anything else I’d felt between the two of them dissipated. Any points of contention had morphed into genuine admiration and it made my heart smile. My sassy brats had given me a run for my money with their stubborn refusals. But as they playfully turned on the shower and flirted back and forth, it hardly mattered now. What I’d always wanted, a throuple with the two people who meant the most to me was solid. I wouldn’t let either of them overthink or run away again.