Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Penny
Wrapping your arms around someone’s neck and your legs around their waist, hanging on for dear life didn’t seem like an ideal way to move from point A to point B, but I took a bite.
My world was forever changed as my breasts flattened against Phoenix’s back, my nipples wildly sensitive with the forced contact.
And the thought of spreading my legs so wide seemed crass, even though I was wearing leggings.
With each step Phoenix took toward the drink station, my body rubbed against him, and with my hips angled just right, the pressure repeatedly stroked my clit. It had to be wrong to get yourself off using another person without their permission.
Guilt plagued me, which was saying a lot since an orgasm was building inside of me.
I rocked my hips back to stop pleasuring myself at Phoenix’s expense.
How embarrassed would he be if he found out what I was doing?
I had a vibrator back in my cabin for orgasms. I didn’t need to ask for piggyback rides to get off.
Then a thought occurred to me…. Was that why other people were getting piggyback rides… for orgasms? That wasn’t likely.
Maybe the Ranch was a little too magical. Feelings of warmth cloaked me and the tightness low in my belly coiled hard. Oh my gosh. No! I rocked my hips back again.
No having orgasms on people without their permission. Was that even part of normal relationship contracts? Was that a potential kink? I wouldn’t call it unlocked yet, as I had earlier in the cafeteria while watching the feeding, but I tucked it away in my brain.
Despite being considered weird my entire life, I wasn’t the kind of weird that would infringe on someone else. Mostly it just meant I retreated into my own world.
So why was I hanging on to Phoenix’s back?
The Ranch setting with its lack of judgment and expectations relieved a lot of tension for me.
As we stopped at the drink station, thick hands wrapped around my waist, causing me to grip Phoenix tightly.
He responded by protectively tightening his hold on me. “You okay?”
I looked over my shoulder and saw Atlas. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” Atlas smiled. “I was going to help you get off.”
Get off?
How did he know. Oh gosh! Not that kind of get off—just off Phoenix’s back. I glanced around, trying to find the previous piggyback pair, but they were nowhere in sight. A few other pairs were nearby, watching with anticipation as the bonfire was about to be lit.
“If it’s okay, now that I’ve taken a bite of this, it turns out I like it. Is it okay if I stay?”
Atlas’ features fell. Should I not want to stay? It took me a second to process he was disappointed.
“Sounds good to me,” Phoenix said and the pride in his voice cued me in that he liked me choosing him over Atlas. Did he want to make him jealous?
Interesting.
What was even more interesting was that after my initial surprise at hands encircling my waist, I liked being touched by both men at once—in real life, not just a dream.
“You sure?” Atlas asked, not having withdrawn his hands yet.
“I definitely want to stay.”
“So you can back up now, Atlas,” Phoenix grumbled.
He pulled his hands away, and I immediately missed his touch. I missed basically being sandwiched between the two of them. That was crazy—two people very much inside my personal bubble, but it was apparently the right two people.
It made me wonder if I could actually handle three men like in my dream. But would they be willing to share? They got so grouchy with each other.
Studying Atlas for a moment while he helped a group of Littles get lemonade, I got lost in the thought.
“You want a drink?” He extended a cup to me.
“No, thank you.” I wasn’t sure how I would drink in this position anyway. How many positions were there that you could have an orgasm but not drink lemonade?
While he gulped the liquid and got rid of the cup, I promised myself not to sneak any orgasms in, but I had an idea.
“Since I’ve never done a piggyback ride before, is it possible my arms will get tired?” I directed my question to Atlas.
“Maybe?”
“Do you think you could help hold me like how your hands were around me a minute ago?”
“I won’t let you fall,” Phoenix made the statement perfectly clear, complete with undertones for Atlas to keep his distance.
Atlas slid his hands around me and prompted Phoenix to move his hand out from where he’d again slid it under my bottom. “Like this?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. I nodded instead and was thankful when the whoosh of the bonfire igniting consumed everyone’s attention.
We all watched for a moment, lost in the flames before Everest returned and asked, “What do you do with those books where you fold the pages? Do you sell them?”
It was just conversation but I liked that all four of us were together.
“I just make them for fun and as gifts.”
“Have you ever considered selling them?”
“As a business? No. I don’t know anything about running a business. But I am looking for a new job.”
A loud scream from near the bonfire stack grabbed my attention. A guy had a girl by the arm. “What did Daddy tell you about going near the fire?”
The world swayed a little as I watched her give him her biggest puppy dog eyes. But it wasn’t her eyes that did it. He’d called himself her Daddy. He was protecting her. He was making sure the world was safe for her.
“Answer me.” The sternness of his voice made me swoon.
Everest and Phoenix started talking about the viability of selling bookgami, but my mind had tuned them out.
“You said I’d get a spanking, Daddy.”
Oh god, there it was again. They were openly using Daddy. I glanced from Atlas to Everest to the back of Phoenix’s head. None of them were paying attention.
“And what did you just do?”
“I ran close to the fire.”
I would have laughed at her choice of words, but I was too overcome with the heat that was consuming me. I almost asked Phoenix to back up, thinking the bonfire was too hot. Then I realized the heat was coming from within, again. They had this effect on me.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of the man as he walked his partner away from the fire and stopped at a picnic table. Sitting on the bench and bending her over his lap, he initiated the discipline.
My body was about to shake apart. It was a good thing Atlas was holding me. My arms felt weird. So did my legs. If I was standing, I don’t think they would have supported me. What was happening?
Slap
Could I actually hear him spank her or was I making it up?
Atlas leaned in. “Did you like that?”
Oh no, he’d caught me watching. Adding that new obsession to my traitorous hips that had once again tilted into Phoenix, I wondered if I was indeed too weird for anyone to love me.
“Like what?” I asked, unable to remove my gaze from the strong masculine hand swatting her bottom again and again.
“Do you like spankings?” Atlas whispered into my ear. With the noise around us, and Phoenix chatting with Everest, the others didn’t seem to hear.
Phoenix and Everest had gone down a rabbit hole of potential customer bases and started throwing around business acronyms like ROI, POS, and… whatever, lots of letters that I had no interest in detangling.
Atlas had my full attention as he touched a hand to my lower back.
“I might.”
“Are you thinking about what my hand would feel like if I moved it lower?” Atlas kept his voice low.
Would he really spank me, when I’d done nothing wrong… okay, that assumption of innocence might have been questionable.
I was so nervous about answering, I wasn’t sure that my nod was visible.
Atlas’s hand crept down, indicating it was. He cupped my cheek, massaged, then gently swatted.
My body spasmed as if he’d sent an electric jolt through me.
“You all right?” Phoenix asked over his shoulder.
“Yes,” I managed to say, a bit on the breathy side.
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“She said she’s fine.” Atlas took control for me.
I loved that and wiggled my bottom against his hand. I gave another nod, and he swatted again.
This was definitely something I wanted more of.
With his lips on my ear, he asked, “Was there anything else you witnessed that you’re interested in?”
Calling him Daddy. Had he been serious earlier?
“I know there was, Penny. Tell me what you want.”
Well then, please don’t make me say it. I nibbled on my lower lip and wrung my hands in front of Phoenix’s chest. He looked down and patted my hands. “Are you sure you’re okay? If Atlas is bothering you, I can tell him to leave us alone.”
He was bothering me all right. But ironically, being left alone was the last thing I wanted.
“I’m fine.”
I wasn’t sure I convinced him, but he let it go.
Atlas buried his nose in my hair. “Did you like her calling him Daddy?”
My heart missed a beat. I nodded, feeling the warmth of his breath against the side of my head.
“Try it out, babygirl. Ask Daddy for another spanking.”
This was an awfully big bite. But I had five days to be free and learn. Listening to the other couples use the term so freely definitely helped me.
“Spank me, please, Daddy.”
Atlas growled as a sharp slap landed on my butt. From beside us, Everest whipped his head to my bottom and then up to my face. “Did you just ask for…” His gaze shifted to Atlas. “Did you just spank her?”
I couldn’t tell if I was blushing. It wasn’t just my cheeks that were hot. Everything was hot. I couldn’t breathe. “I need some air, Daddy.”
Oh, no, it just slipped out. Had they created a beast?
Phoenix somehow flipped me to his front. “What’s wrong?”
He carried me to the same picnic table where I’d witnessed the public spanking… interesting choice. Not that he knew.
“I can’t breathe,” I barely managed. My naughty hips quickly determined that they could grind my clit against his front too. I was so turned on, my body ached.
Atlas and Everest were on our heels. Phoenix sat on the edge of the picnic table with me wrapped around his front.
“I think I should get down.”
He pinned me against his body. “Do you want to get down?”
I didn’t know what I wanted anymore.
“Or do you want Daddy to let you grind on his cock? You’ve been grinding everywhere else.”
My hips stopped. My eyes opened wider. Was I that obvious? Had he heard the whole Daddy thing?
“Don’t be worried. I liked it. I just wasn’t expecting this so soon, sweetness.” He stroked my hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. “We haven’t talked about your limits, what you want, what you don’t want…. Do you want to come on Daddy’s cock like this?”
I nod.
“Then you have to ask for it.”
“Can I please come on your cock, Daddy?”
Atlas grumbled but stepped in close. Yeah, it was a little confusing with two Daddies. Everest closed in on the other side, the grouping providing an element of privacy.
Thought spirals threatened. There were so many things wrong. But as the tension built, there were so many things right.
“Daddy wants to watch you come. Is that okay?” Phoenix asked.
“Yes.” I wasn’t sure how I could have stopped him anyway.
“Then grind away, sweetness.”
As I shamelessly rocked my hips, he let me grind on him through our clothes.
“Do you mind if I add a touch right there?” He traced his finger over my belly to my clit.
As his finger inched closer, I started to nod, but the pressure of his fingers there, between my legs was too much. The orgasm exploded inside of me.
I saw stars. I heard angels. And as a second passed, I realized I’d screamed.
Phoenix gripped the back of my head and pulled it into his neck, letting me ride out the rest of my orgasm, while he softly said, “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, sweetness.”
“Thank you.” I wasn’t sure if that was normal, but it seemed proper to me to thank someone for the best orgasm of my life.
“We better take this somewhere more private.”
There’s more? Of course, how rude of me… I needed to return the favor. Questionable if I could give him the best orgasm he’d ever had, but it would be the best one I’ve ever given.