Ruled by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)

“Please. Please.”

“Easy, baby,” Caleb told her, running his hand down her back. “Easy. Let them build you back up again. You’re so beautiful. So sexy. God, I love you.”

He slapped his hand down on her ass and her pleasure shot up higher. Her heart raced, her entire body trembled as they worked together to take her back up to that peak.

So close. So close. . .

“Let go of Wolfe now,” Caleb ordered with a final smack to her ass.

No. No, she didn’t want to. She whimpered. She didn’t want to move.

“Vivi, let go of Wolfe now. Or do you need a harder spanking?” Caleb warned. “And no orgasms.”

Letting go. Right now. She heard a squirting noise and glanced over to find Caleb spreading lube on his shaft.

“Wolfe, lie down on your back. Vivi, straddle him and take him into your pussy.”

She moved into position, groaning as Wolfe slid deep inside her. So good.

“Now lean forward, and take Aleki’s cock into your mouth.” She bent over as Aleki knelt next to them, turning her head as she rested her hands on the mattress and taking him deep. Then she felt Caleb drawing the plug from her bottom.

Holy. Hell.

They were doing this. His dick nudged at the entrance to her asshole.

“Deep breath in,” Caleb ordered. “Then out. That’s it. Just relax. You can take me. Good girl. Fuck, feels so good.”

They were all still until Caleb was fully seated inside her. He groaned. “Damn, your ass is tight and hot. Fuck. Not going to last.” He then drew out as Wolfe slammed into her. Aleki took control of thrusting into her mouth. His hand wrapped into her hair to guide her. Just as well as she wasn’t capable of thinking.

Caleb wrapped an arm around her, his finger dancing over her clit. She rose higher and higher. She didn’t want to come yet. Not without them. But it was too much. She was on sensation overload. She screamed as she came, pulsating around Wolfe’s dick. Her ass clenching down on Caleb.

Aleki was the first to follow her over, groaning as he came in her mouth. She swallowed him down hastily, trying to remember to breathe. Then she collapsed between Wolfe and Caleb as they fucked her. Hard. Fast. She didn’t know who came first. She was floating.

Happy. Exhausted. Loved.

Home.

“Love you all,” she whispered.

“We know,” Wolfe replied.

42

Vivi stepped into the living room and waited for them to notice her.

Wolfe looked up immediately, his eyes widening behind his black-rimmed glasses. He stood. The others turned at his movement. Her jaw dropped as she took the three of them in. Wolfe wore a black shirt with the buttons done up to the top, a black waistcoat, and black pants. His hair was neatly combed.

Her gaze moved to Aleki. He was almost bulging out of his suit jacket. And he tugged at the top of the shirt as though uncomfortable. He wore a shiny blue shirt and a pin-striped navy suit. He ran his hazel-colored eyes over her then he winked with a grin.

Caleb wore a gray suit with a white shirt. His suit fit perfectly and was neatly pressed. His eyes narrowed as he took her in. “Couldn’t we have found her a dress that was less revealing?”

She glanced down at the red ball gown in confusion. How was this revealing? The dress was long with a full skirt. Thankfully, she didn’t need to wear heels with it. Not that her guys would have let her with her ankle still healing. It was a full skirt then form-fitting from the waist up. It just covered one shoulder, leaving the other shoulder and both arms bare. Sure, it was kind of low cut, and thanks to less stress and more eating, she now had some boobs to showcase.

“You all buy me those sexy bikinis that cover barely anything and you think this is revealing?” she asked, putting a hand on her hip. She frowned at Caleb.

“Yes, but those bikinis are for our eyes only,” Caleb replied. “This . . . you. . . they’ll . . .”

Wolfe watched her silently, his gaze intense.