Chapter Twelve
Tomas
Finding a soulmate is once in a lifetime. Except I found three.
Staring down at a peaceful angel snoring softly in the huge bed in our main bedroom, my chest aches with emotion. With the need to protect her, to tend to her, to give her everything she could ever need. I never thought I would feel this sort of love for a woman, but I do.
It is more than pleasure, more than the little girl games we play. I play little boy games with Mateo and Enzo as well. This…this is very different. I want her in ways I’ve only ever wanted my two men. It is not about wanting or getting off with her—though she gets all of us off with ease.
I have connected to her in a way I never planned.
“Such a pretty girl,” I whisper as I slide in beside her, sighing as her warm curves welcome me. Luna murmurs in her sleep, turning to cuddle against me as I open my arms.
“Tomas?” she mumbles, pressing her mouth to my throat. Just the brush of her soft lips, the smell of her, it makes me hard and hungry.
“Yeah, sugar, it’s Tomas. Don’t need to wake me. Just wanted to get some snuggling in.”
Seeing the smile that tilts her perfect mouth, I can’t help but smile at her. I kiss her forward as she rubs herself against me. Her little teddy bear stuffie is tucked tight against her chest. It makes my smile fade just a little. To know anyone ever denied this sweet thing the simplest joys makes me irate.
We realized who her father was shortly after our first night with her. An old money prick who never had to work hard a day in his life, he was known for being a cold, calculating piece of shit. A philanderer, he never spoke of a wife or children, so no one even knew he had both.
“He won’t ever get close to her again,” Enzo declared just last night as he paced outside the bedroom, irate at what we had learned that day.
After an entire day spent spoiling our girl with all she deserves, it was the trip to the toy store that got us all worked up. Seeing the sweet little girl inside of her, the wounded woman a lack of love created, come out to play was as sweet as it was sexy.
“No, he won’t. Not a single person from her past deserves a moment of her time.”
“Besides,” Mateo was quick to surmise in an effort to calm us both down. “Our little moon is not his little girl anymore. She is ours.”
“Damn right she’s our little girl. Our little moon. I am falling in love with her, Mateo. I am in love with her. I might have felt jealous of what you two have a time or two,” Enzo smiled between the two of us, as even then we radiated towards one another. “Now…now I get it. I never thought I would get what you two have. But I still had you and it was good. Being with you has been the best thing in my fucking life. Luna is…. she is everything. Everything we could ever want.”
“Yes, she is. Everything all three of us could ever hope for. We’re some lucky bastards. Bastards who agree it is time to go home, yes?”
Enzo and I laughed at Mateo’s repeated demand to return to our home in True Ridge. We’ve talked about it for years. Giving up working protection assignments. Retire on the acres of land we built a home on. Settle down with each other, and with Luna, and start living our life.
“Yes, baby, we’re going to go home.”
Snuggling into Luna now, I think about how much she will love our place in True Ridge. We built a huge home, room for all of us, children someday, even that damn cat of hers. Mateo was not happy about her, but little Hercules adores him, so he had no choice but to give in.
“Hmm, you’re so warm,” she mumbles now, shaking her ass back against me. I laugh and swat her plump cheeks playfully.
“Behave, little one. No playing until our daddies get here.”
For just a moment, she lets me think she might listen. I ought to know better because our little moon gets off on being a bad girl. Enzo punished her too good that first night. Now she craves it, so she often misbehaves to get her little ass spanked.
“One daddy is here,” she purrs, turning to glance back at me. “We can play together, can’t we baby?”
“Yes, we can. We can play with one another whenever we choose. Just not yet. Mateo will be home soon, he made me promise to be a good boy. You would not want to upset our daddy, would you sugar?”
Luna gives out a little whimper, pouting up at me. Still, she turns back to snuggle in, pretending to be a good girl. She does a terrible job. Her ass twists back against my cock, her hips rocking just a little. It takes me a moment to figure out what she is doing.
Little moon is humping her stuffed teddy bear for all she’s worth.
“Luna, stop it,” I growl, smacking her ass again. “No playing with that little pussy till daddy is here to watch. Stop being a bad little girl.”
Luna continues to twist her soft, curvy body, her little moans making me hard as a rock. Then she laughs. My bad little girl laughs. “Daddy, I can’t help it. I had such filthy, dirty dreams, daddy.”
Skimming my hand over her hip, I tug at her panties. My fingers brush the wet center of her, and she cries out, trying to rub herself against the thick digits. I smack her wet pussy and she whimpers. I chuckle against her throat as I press my face there, nipping at her sweet skin.
“Stop being a greedy slut,” I bite out, smacking her pussy again.
“If our little slut needs to get off, tell her she can do it while we watch.”
Turning my head, I see Mateo and Enzo sauntering in. I smile at them and nod, sitting up, pulling the sheets off both of us. I am hard as stone in my sweats and all I can think about is her hot mouth being wrapped around me. Glancing at Mateo, I see the hunger in his eyes—likely because he wants my hot mouth wrapped around him.
Reaching over, I rip off her panties and pull her top up and off. Luna puts up a playful little fight, kicking, pushing, pretending she doesn’t want to be spread out bare for us. I chuckle and bite her throat, her tit, her ass, swatting it again as I kneel over her.
“You heard what he said, didn’t you? If that little slut pussy needs to get off, show your daddies how bad you need it. Hump that little stuffie of yours like a good girl.”
Luna lays there with that big, soft brown bear clutched between her thighs. Her soft tits are beautiful in the sunshine of the late afternoon. The rosy budded nipples brush against the ears of the teddy, getting harder by the second. Her wet pussy sits against the fluffy tail of the bear as she pouts up at us.
“Do as you’re told, little one,” I command, smacking her ass again.
“Use your toy, babydoll,” Enzo tells her, coming to kneel beside me, his shirt gone, his sweats pushed down to let his cock out. He has a beautiful cock, thick and long, the swollen crown dripping with cum.
“Daddy, I don’t know what to do,” she pouts, shaking her head.
“Yes you do,” Mateo argues, coming up behind me, his big, rough hand sliding down my chest. I groan as he cups my cock, his lips pressing to my throat, my shoulder, teeth nipping at my skin. “Rub that pretty, tight little cunt on your little teddy, baby girl. Fuck your toy like the greedy little good girl you are. Show your daddies you know how to behave for us.”
“Yes, daddy,” she purrs, nodding her head like a docile little doll.
Lying the teddy down, she climbs over top of it, as if she’s mounting one of us. Mateo starts to stroke me as we watch her, our breathing picking up. I reach out to Enzo, circling his shaft with my fist, wanting to be sure no one is left out.
“That’s it, little girl,” Enzo coos at her, reaching out to tug at one of her nipples. “Rub your needy little pussy on that teddy, now. Show us how bad you need to get off. So bad you can’t wait for your daddies’ cocks.”
Slowly she starts to move, rubbing her bare pussy against the fuzz of the bear. Her tits bounce as he rocks faster, faster, her panting breaths filling the room. She reaches her hand down, spreading her pussy open, gasping as she touches her swollen clit. I snatch her wrist away, drawing her wet fingers to my mouth and sucking noisily.
“No touching yourself. Use the stuffie, little girl,” I command.
“Yes, daddy,” she hums, bowing her head in submission. My cock jerks in Mateo’s hand and he grunts. Behind me, I feel his bare cock as he pushes it between my cheeks. He doesn’t push inside me, but he will. He will tease me the way we’re making her tease us all right now.
“You’re being such a good boy, baby,” Mateo whispers in my ear. “Playing so good with our little girl. I love you, baby.”
“I love you too, daddy,” I rasp back, eyes fixated on our girl.
“Oh, oh, I like it daddy,” she pants as she hits her clit just right, her hips rocking faster, faster, her tits swinging.
“Good girl. Such a good little girl for us,” Enzo praises her, his hips jerking so his cock pumps in my fist. “You’re our perfect little girl, aren’t you baby? Fuck, you’re so pretty riding your little plushie.”
“Does it feel good on your needy little cunt, baby?”
“Yes, yes, daddy, yes it does! I want to come. I want to come daddy, please….it feels so good. Please, can I come daddy? I’m being a good girl,” her sweet little girl voice, this hot little role she plays for us, makes my cock spurt in Mateo’s hand. Chuckling, he brings his sticky fingers to her mouth, shoving them inside.
“Yeah, little one. Make yourself come, give us a good show.”
I start pumping Enzo faster, but I can’t take my eyes off her. Luna twists and gyrates, humping her stuffed toy with abandon. She calls out our names, one right after the other, gripping the bear with tight fists. Faster and faster she goes, throwing her head back as she comes with a shout.
“Oh, daddy! Daddies, I’m coming…. I’m coming!”
Enzo’s thick cock jerks in my hand but suddenly, she is there, closing her mouth around it as she still rocks. I growl and pull my hand back, bending it behind me. My fingers close around Mateo, and I arch a little, guiding him home. He thrusts inside of me with a shout, coming almost the second he is buried balls deep in my ass. This triggers my own orgasm and I come, and to my shock, her little mouth is there too, taking me down her throat as I come hard, jerking inside her hot mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” I roar, the rough thrusts of Mateo behind me making her head bob on my cock. “Yes, daddy, please,” I choke the words out.
We collapse on the bed all four of us as one. I curl up in Mateo’s arms with him still buried inside of me. Enzo gathers Luna up, the two of them cooing at one another the way Mateo and I do. He kisses her forehead, gazing down at her with a look of pure adoration.
Together we cuddle in a mess of sated sighs. Luna takes my hand and wedges it between her breasts as Enzo curls up behind her. It is in that moment, I understand why we need her. Because we already had each other, we had more than we could ever ask for. Then we found her.
Mateo is the earth, our whole world keeping us together.
Enzo is the stars, looking over us and keeping us safe.
I am the sun, making us laugh, keeping us hopeful
Luna is our little moon, lighting up our lives and tying us together.