Chapter Ten
Enzo
Wanting something different is scary—taking it is an entirely different thing.
Staring down at Luna as she kneels before me, I am overcome with emotion. After our night at Club Sin, I knew she was it for me. For all three of us. The sweet little soul that will make us complete. It took one look at her to know she was it, the same way I knew when I met Mateo and Tomas.
I was not wrong about them—so I know I am right about her.
“Luna,” I husk her name, the single word echoing back at me. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Look at my sweet little girl on her knees for me, for all of us. Covered in us and still wanting more. You were made for us, you see that, don’t you?”
“Yes, daddy,” she purrs, grinning up at me like the sweet filthy angel she is.
“Good girl. Come on, as hot as you look on your knees all sticky with our cum, I want to take care of my girl. The way you should have let me take care of you that first night. You’re going to be a good girl for me, won’t you, little moon?”
“Yes, daddy. I will be a good girl,” her sweet voice hums the beautiful words I have longed to hear.
“Good girl, come now, babydoll,” I urge gently, bending to scoop her up.
Crossing the room towards the stairs, I almost laugh when we both hear Tomas’ and Mateo’s groans from down the hall. We exchange a look, her pretty eyes wide, her skin flushed. God, she’s beautiful. Beautiful and fucking mine.
“No shame here, we play a lot more outside of Club Sin. That is why you ran that night, ain’t it? Because I mentioned other women being in our room with us before you. It upset you. Made you jealous.”
It clicks the minute I see her eyes fall. I could not figure out what had set her off that night. We shared something amazing, the four of us, the best session of play we’ve ever had. But it was her first time being with anyone that way—being with anyone at all. It was a mistake to even mention anyone before her because they no longer mattered. They had never truly mattered to us, but she couldn’t know that.
“Yes. I got jealous. I was ashamed. I was not prepared to let someone tell me how to feel good, how to be their good girl, to follow their rules.”
We’ve made it up the stairs to my room as she explains this. I pause outside the door, letting her words hit me the way I deserve. We could have never known we would find someone to complete our relationship. It was why we started using Club Sin to begin with. To find willing women who wouldn’t get in the way of what we shared.
Now we want Luna to wedge herself in the middle of us.
“There were other women, yes. Handful of other men. None of them could ever come close to you, babydoll. Not even get near what we had with you that night. We will prove it to you. You trust me, Luna?”
For a heartbeat, she just stares up at me. Completely bare to me, not just her glorious body. Her eyes show everything she feels. Because she does not even try to hide it. Nodding her head once, she smiles softly, her beautiful eyes lighting up with trust, with hope.
“Yes, Enzo. I trust you, baby,” she whispers, her voice raw.
Once before my heart swelled with love for two people. The only other people in my life I have ever loved. Ever trusted with my own heart, my own life, my very soul. That is the look she gives me, and what I hope she sees as she stares into my eyes.
“That’s my good little moon,” I rasp, barely able to force the words out over the emotion choking me. “We’re going to be so good to you. Now that we’ve found you, now that you can complete us, we’re never going to let you go. You letting Tomas bring you home to us, it sealed your fate.”
“Good,” is all she says, her cute little smile making my heart flutter.
Jesus she is the sweetest thing in the world. Letting us in my room—which I suspect will be the room she makes hers—passing the bed as I head to the en suite. Just like that night at the club, I carry her to the bath. It’s a huge sunken tub with jets and the reason I claimed this room as mine.
Setting her on her feet inside it, I get the water going. I dump some of the same bubbles I keep at Club Sin in. Stripping out of my clothes and loving the hunger in her eyes as she watches me, I join her. Taking the shower head, I spray myself down, watching how her eyes darken.
“Such a pretty little thing,” I whisper, aiming the spray at her, washing off the mess we made of her.
Luna tilts her head back, letting me get her long, dark hair, her shoulders, her soft, round tits. Flipping the nozzle around, I use it to tease her. Hitting the button, I turn the waterfall spray into a stronger stream, hitting her clit with it until she moans. Moving it lower, I let it spray inside of her, smirking as she rocks her hips against the stream.
“My greedy little girl. Always craving more, yes? Because we know how to make our girl feel good. Tell daddy how much you like it, baby.”
“Yes, daddy. It feels so good,” she whimpers like a little angel.
“That’s my good girl. On your knees, babydoll, in the water. I want to spread those thick thighs and show daddy that pretty little pussy.”
Luna kneels down slowly, never taking her eyes off me. Sitting in the warm water slowly filling the tub, she spreads her thighs wide. I aim the spray right at her pussy and she cries out. Her hips lift above the water, circling, chasing the spray. Her perfect tits bounce, slick and soapy.
“Show me what belongs to me. To Mateo. To Tomas. Show daddy that needy little cunt,” I growl, dropping a hand to stroke my stiff shaft.
Dropping a hand between her thighs, she spreads the puffy pink folds, whimpering my name. God, it’s beautiful. The tiny clit at the top is swollen, needy for release. Joining her in the water, I hit the jets to get the water bubbling. Where she’s sitting is right above a jet and she moans.
“Oh, daddy,” she sings in a sweet little girl voice. “It feels so good. Don’t stop, I want to come.”
Smirking, I turn off the shower head, hanging it back up on the side of the tub. Her little pout is adorable. I crook an eyebrow at her, telling her without words she doesn’t get to call the shots. Her head ducks and I swear to God, seeing this beautiful creature submit to me is the best gift ever.
“Come here,” I command as I sit back against the wide tub. “Need you to sit on my cock like a good little slut. You don’t get to come until I tell you that you can. Do you understand, little girl?”
“Yes, daddy, I understand,” her cute voice calls back eagerly. Too eagerly.
“Ah, ah, now you’re just being a greedy thing. Come here, turn around. Mateo said you need to be punished. I guess I will have to do it.”
Luna pauses, her eyes flicking to mine. Biting at her plump lower lip, she waits for some sort of sign. Something that tells her I will make this good for her, as I have made everything else good for her. Something flashes in her eyes before she starts to move, sliding in the water to me.
“Good girl. Bend over, ass up. Don’t make me ask twice,” I demand.
Lying across me, her long legs bent she lies her head at the other edge of the tub. Looking up at me, she waits. Her ass pops up out of the water, wet and round, so fucking sexy. I smooth my palm over her left cheek, then grab it hard, spreading her open. Seeing a flash of her pussy and her tiny asshole makes my dick ache beneath her.
Smoothing my hand over her again, I can feel her trembling. Waiting for it. Wanting it. I smack her, hard, once, the red bloom of my handprint showing immediately on her creamy skin. I land another smack and she jumps as the sound echoes off the walls. I can feel her shaking, I can feel her excitement, so I smack her again, again, again and she is trembling by the time I stop.
“Taking it like such a good little girl, babydoll. But I think my greedy little girl is liking her punishment too much,” I taunt her, pushing her legs open wider. This lines her up with a spray from the jets and it hits her pussy just right.
Luna cries out, arching her back as she pushes her ass back against the jets. I laugh and smack her other cheek. Once. Twice, a third time, until both her cheeks are bright red. She pushes back against the jets as she shakes from her pleasure, her breath panting, her hands clawing at the edge of the tub.
“Yes, you like being punished by daddy. Good. That’s good, little moon. I think we’re going to love punishing our little girl. Do you want to come, baby? Does that greedy little cunt need it?”
“Yes, yes, please, daddy. I’ll be a good girl. I promise. Please let me come. It hurts, I need to come,” she pleads, her ass making little circles to let the jets hit her clit. I spread her cheeks and shove two fingers inside of her, feeling how tight she clenches them as her orgasm bears down.
“You can come for daddy. Go ahead, little moon. Come and show daddy how good he is to his little girl,” I demand, pumping my fingers inside her tightness.
Luna combusts, shouting down the walls as she comes hard. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers, and I grunt, wanting to feel that on my dick again. God, feeling her come on my cock that night was heaven. A heaven I am going to crave for the rest of my life. Feeling greedy myself, I pull her astride me, pressing my face between her wet tits.
“Now take my cock inside that tight little cunt, babydoll. Make your daddy cum in that sweet hole,” I rasp, biting down on her nipple as she pushes off my chest to drop her hips down.
Seated on my lap, her full tits in my face, she looks like a fucking goddess. Her hands tangle in my hair as she starts to move, the water splashing a little. Not that I give a damn. We could wreck this entire condo making love for all I care. Nothing else matters but this, the connection between the two of us at this moment.
“Luna, my little moon, you’re so beautiful. Fucking perfect, we won’t ever get enough of being in your moonlight, babydoll.”
Moaning, she drops her head to press her lips to mine. My mouth opens to her seeking tongue as I wrap an arm around her middle. I take over, thrusting up into her as our kiss goes on and on. When she tightens, her entire body coiling, I slam her down and come with her, our mouths still fused, my tongue in her mouth as deep as I am buried inside her.
Collapsing against me, she is soft and spent. I cradle her close, our kiss going on and on. When she breaks away, we’re both breathless. We smile at one another like lovesick fools. And we are.
Cradling her close, I talk to her about aftercare. I explain how anytime we play these good girl games, she has to let us take care of her after. It is part of the entire fetish as it were. Us pushing our lover to their limits, then tending to them after. Snuggling against me in the warm water, she sighs.
“I will let you do this anytime you want to, baby,” she hums sleepily.
For the rest of the night, she does. We stay in the bath for a long time, talking, laughing, and playing a little more. I bathe her with gentle hands, even washing her thick hair and massaging her head. My sweet girl is about to pass out by the time I get her out of the tub.
In the bedroom, I lie her soft body out on the bed, on her stomach. Getting some cream out, I tend to the few welts on her backside from her punishment. I kiss each one and once I have tended to them all, I push her thighs open to bury my face in her pussy from behind. I eat her to two orgasms, her soft, needy little whimpers enough to make me come.
Cleaning us both up once again, I pull her to me as I climb in with her. Luna snuggles close, passing out in a few minutes. I have not felt alone since I’ve been with Mateo and Tomas, but there has been loneliness. To the sounds of them still making love, that fades to nothing. With Luna in my arms, in my bed, and them just downstairs, I feel more full, more complete than I ever have.
Tomorrow, we will spend a day together and talk about what comes next—I hope what comes next is us starting our life as the four of us.