Ruled by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)

She got the feeling he was holding back slightly. That he wanted to slam his way inside her. But he’d never risk hurting her. These guys were too overprotective.

And she loved it.

“My girl.”

“Our girl,” Wolfe added.

She turned her head to stare at him. His gaze met hers. Obsidian eyes sizzled with heat. She didn’t know why she liked him watching so much. She just did.

“Definitely our girl,” Aleki added.

She met his hazel gaze and gasped as Caleb drove in deep.

Their girl.

“Come for me again. I want to feel you rippling around my cock.” Caleb leaned down and sucked on her nipple. She cried out at the sensation. She’d thought herself too sensitive to come again. But damned if a small ripple didn’t begin inside her.

Then he drew out.

“Nooo,” she cried.

“Easy. Easy,” he soothed. “I just want you on your knees. Use the headboard to hold onto with your good arm. I want to be able to reach your clit while I fuck you.”

She didn’t think she’d ever moved so quickly.

“Easy,” Wolfe barked.

Even if she was sore, she was completely past feeling it. She knelt, holding onto the slatted headboard with her good hand.

“That’s it, Vivi. This ass is so perfect.” Caleb gave it several light smacks.

He definitely loved spanking her ass. Weirdo.

Then he slid into her from behind and all other thoughts went out the window. He drove in deep, there was no build-up. Hard. Fast. Thick.

Reaching around her body, he flicked at her clit and held her with his other arm across her upper chest.

“Please. Please. Please.”

“Come for me. Come, Vivi.”

She screamed as she came, pulsing around his cock. Several thrusts later, he followed her over, yelling out as he came.

That was it. She was cooked. A rag doll.

He slid free and she lay on her good side, facing Wolfe who was still running his hand slowly up and down his dick.

Okay, maybe she wasn’t completely cooked. A tingle worked its way through her body.

Then Caleb was in her view. Where had he gone? Why was he holding a washcloth?

“Roll onto your back and spread your legs. I’m going to clean you up.”

Umm. What? “I can do that.”

His gaze narrowed. “Roll onto your back and spread your legs.”

She was moving before she even thought about it, obeying the command in his voice. He cleaned her up as she lay there, knowing her face had to be bright red.