Chapter 19
ETHAN
Mia’s breath catches on a sob, and when I look up, I see my own need reflected in my wife’s eyes. The need to finally claim our babygirl, together, the way we were always meant to.
“Go get yourself ready, Mommy. I’ll make sure our baby’s bottom is prepared for the rest of her punishment.”
Eyes glazed with desire, Sloane bobs her head in agreement before wiggling free of our babygirl’s weight so she can slip out of her clothes and into something more… appropriate.
While my wife readies herself, I slide my fingers into Mia’s dripping cunt. My jeans are soaked through with the evidence of her arousal, and my fingers are coated with it in no time.
Pressing my slick digit against her puckered little bottom hole, I can’t help but chuckle when our Little girl whines pitifully, her curls bouncing as she shakes her head.
“Daddy, no! Not there!”
“Yes, my naughty little angel. Mommy and Daddy are going to claim both your filthy holes tonight.”
Another sob, but her body betrays her when she rocks forward again, grinding against my thigh. I don’t bother to scold her. If she wants to work herself into a frenzied state before we fuck her, it will only make the claiming that much sweeter.
Despite her protests, her bottom gives way, swallowing my finger up to the first knuckle and I have to bite back a groan at the way her inner walls grip me. I can’t wait to feel her around my cock in a moment.
“Daddy. It hurts,” Mia whines, but again her body gives her away when she pushes back, impaling her bottom even further on my finger.
“At the risk of sounding cliche, it’s supposed to hurt, angel. This is a punishment, remember? You were very, very naughty today.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy! I won’t ever be naughty again, I swear!”
I have no doubt she means that. Just like I have no doubt she’ll be back to her mischievous, bratty ways before breakfast.
Movement from the corner of my eye catches my attention and I glance over to see Sloane, stripped naked but for the leather straps around her hips and the very thick, very pink cock bobbing in front of her.
Catching my eye, she grins and grips her cock in one hand, stroking it as if it really is a part of her own body. “Isn’t it pretty?”
“Gorgeous.” But I’m not talking about the cock anymore. My wife is stunning, a goddess among women, and I am in awe of her.
And judging by the way her pupils darken, she’s just as affected by what’s happening right now as I am. “Is she ready?”
“Almost. Her bottom needs a bit more stretching. Would you like to help me, Mommy?”
A grin stretches across Sloane’s face. “I would love to.”
Just as I did, Sloane pushes a finger inside our babygirl’s soaked pussy before pressing it against her bottom hole. I watch, transfixed, as the skin around Mia’s hole goes white, stretching to accommodate the extra digit.
“Oh! Oh, Mommy, no! Please, no, it’s too much! It’s too much!”
“Shhh, baby. It’s not too much. Your little body was made for this. Made for us.”
Together, we work to stretch our babygirl’s bottom hole, all while she sobs and begs and pleads with us to stop. But we don’t stop, not until Sloane’s finger has joined mine down to the last knuckle and we’ve stretched and loosened our Little one’s bottom as much as possible.
“I think she’s ready for you, Daddy.”
We pull our fingers from her bottom and while Sloane strips our babygirl’s nightgown from her, I quickly shed all my clothes and climb back onto the bed.
It’s smaller than our king-sized bed, and I make a note to buy a larger one for the playroom so we can enjoy our Little girl here as often as possible.
For now, though, the smaller bed will do, though it’s going to be a tight fit—in more ways than one.
“Get in bed with Daddy, baby. Mommy will be there soon.”
Mia turns toward me, her body flushed with the pleasure we’ve already forced on her and the need I can see in her dazed eyes. “Daddy…”
“Come here, angel.” I open my arms for her, and when she climbs back into the bed with me, the weight of her warm, naked body settling against mine, it’s as though my world has finally shifted back into place.
Dipping my head, I capture her soft, sweet lips. My hands seem to move of their own accord, stroking down her body to grip her bottom cheeks, hauling her up against me. She whimpers into the kiss and suddenly I’m ravenous for her, devouring her as she rocks and writhes against me.
“Roll over, angel,” I murmur against her bruised lips. “Daddy needs to get his cock nice and lubed-up to fuck your pretty little bottom.”
She rolls obediently, and my gaze once more latches on my wife. We lock eyes, each refusing to look away as I grip Mia’s hips.
And slide my cock into her hot, tight pussy for the first time in ten years.
“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Sloane mumbles, stroking her own hot-pink cock, her hips jerking into her hand as her gaze stays locked on mine.
My fingers dig into Mia’s hip as I thrust inside her once, twice, three times. Just enough to coat my cock with her arousal before pulling it free and pressing the tip against her tight bottom hole.
Mia whines, her head falling back against my shoulder as I slowly, so slowly, work my aching cock into her.
“Shh, baby. Just relax and let Daddy in,” I coax as I push deeper and deeper inside her bottom. Her walls contract around me and I have to pause, catch my breath as pleasure invades every cell of my body.
It takes time, more time than it would if I’d lubed up properly. But this is as much a punishment as it is a claiming, and I want to ensure my babygirl remembers this night for a long, long time.
So I take my time, working myself into her bottom with short, shallow thrusts.
Until, finally, I’m buried inside her, the heat of her well-spanked ass pressed against my groin.
I give myself a moment to breathe, to adjust to the familiar feel of my angel’s asshole wrapped around my cock before once more looking up into my wife’s dark eyes.
“Your turn, Mommy.”
Sloane
This is, hands-down, the hottest and most surreal moment of my life.
My husband and my babygirl are both watching me, need swirling in their eyes as I move forward to kneel on the bed in front of them. Gripping Mia’s hair, I force her head back as I push my cock between her full, pouty lips. All the while, they both watch me, and power hums in my veins.
They are perfect. And they are mine.
When my cock is nice and slick, I lower myself to the bed, hooking my hand behind Mia’s knee and dragging her leg up over my hips as I position my cock at her entrance.
“Our pretty girl,” I murmur, dipping my head to capture her lips as I push inside her. “Our pretty, perfect babygirl. Our missing piece. Do you like the way we fill you up, babygirl?”
“Y-yes, Mommy.” Her voice is hoarse from the screaming she’s already done and her as-yet unslaked desire. “I’m full… so full… and I never want it to end.”
A groan slips from my husband’s lips as he rocks against her, pushing her down even further on my cock. “I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last, Sloane.”
“Just a little longer. I want us all to come together.”
Digging my fingers into Mia’s thigh, I hold on tightly as I rock forward, pleasure rocketing through my body as my cock presses against my swollen clit. Every movement is exquisite agony, fucking my babygirl’s pussy while my husband fucks her ass.
Between us, Mia whimpers and writhes, a vision of debauchery and decadence, her pale skin flushed from our attentions.
“Mommy, please.” Her fingernails bite into my shoulder as she arches up, impaling herself on my cock. “Please, I need… I need…”
“Shhh, baby. Mommy knows what you need. Mommy always knows what you need.”
Releasing my hold on her thigh, I slide my hand between us, stroking the swollen little nub peeking out from beneath its hood, begging for Mommy’s touch.
“That’s our good girl,” Ethan croons, his dark gaze locked on mine as he presses a kiss to Mia’s shoulder. “Can you let us see how pretty you look when you come stuffed full of Mommy and Daddy’s cocks, angel?”
With every touch, every word, our movements grow more frantic. There is no careful rhythm now as we move on each other, in each other.
“Oh, god. Daddy… Mommy… I can’t… I can’t…”
“You can, baby. You can, because you’re our good fucking girl, Mia. And you’re going to come for us, right fucking now.”
At my growled command she goes rigid, a scream tearing from her throat just as Ethan buries himself inside her, his own roar of release echoing around the room.
And just as my own need shatters inside me, sending razor-sharp shards of glass racing through my veins, shredding me from the inside out. Stars explode behind my eyelids and I swear the world goes black for a few moments as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt overtakes me.
We collapse on the bed together, a tangle of sweaty, boneless limbs. Somehow I find the strength to lift my hand, to cup my babygirl’s face as I lean in and press my lips to hers.
“That was fucking beautiful, babygirl.” Another kiss, before I lift my head, seeking my husband. His lips come crashing down on mine, his hand tangling in my hair as he kisses me breathless with our babygirl trapped between us.
When he finally releases me, I’m too exhausted to do more than snuggle up against our babygirl. “No more of this nonsense about us not being a family, little girl.”
“No, Mommy. We’re a family now, forever and ever, amen.”
Ethan leans in, capturing a giggling Mia between us as he claims my lips in a slow, deep kiss before pulling back, his eyes sparkling with love. “There you have it, Mommy. Straight from the lips of our angel. We’re a family. Forever.”