Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
“Can I have another, please, Daddy,” Beck told her, crouching beside her. He had his T-shirt still on, but his bottom half was bare, his dick standing at attention.
She licked her lips. “Pretty.”
“Did you just call my dick pretty?” Beck stared down at her in shock.
“Um. I think so. But it is so pretty.”
“Calling my dick pretty isn’t going to get you out of your punishment,” he told her. “But it will allow you to have it in your mouth. After you take your spanking. Now, do as you were told.”
42
Hux was dying.
Utterly dying. Why were they torturing him like this? Did no one love him?
He felt very unloved. It was the only explanation for why they expected him to lie here while his girl had her hot body pressed up against his, and her pussy was clenching down around his dick.
Yep, no one loved him.
“One, Daddy. Please, can I have another?” she finally asked.
Smack!
Another slap landed. And her pussy tightened around him.
Jesus.
“Two, Daddy. Please, can I have another?”
Smack!
“Three, Daddy. Please, can I have another?”
He tuned them out. All his concentration focused on not losing control and coming. It was hard. All he wanted to do was grab her, roll her over, and fuck her until she screamed in pleasure.
Was it really too much to ask for?
“There you are, all done,” Owen murmured to her. He moved onto his side beside them and patted her on the back. “There. There. Now. Now. Do you need to come here to me?”
Hux turned his head toward the other man. “What the fuck?”
“She was just punished. She needs comfort. That’s what Beck always says. Pretty sure it’s why he likes smacking butts. So he gets the cuddles afterward.”
“Now you get it,” Beck said with amusement.
“You aren’t getting her. Now fuck off. If she needs comfort, I’ll give it to her.” Hux ran his hand up and down her back. “Well done, little darlin’. You took your spanking like a pro.”
“Still think I should give her a cuddle,” Owen muttered.
She leaned up, pressing her hands to Hux’s chest as she stared at the two of them. “Are you really fighting over who gets to cuddle me?”
“Sure am,” Hux said with a grin. “Although it’s more because I don’t want you to move off my dick.” He rolled his hips, making her moan.
“Are you good, baby girl?” Owen asked, kissing along the back of her shoulder.
“Nooo,” she moaned.
Both of them froze.
“What is it?” Hux asked.
“What’s wrong?” Owen brushed her hair back to look in her face.
“What the fuck did you two fuckers do?” Judd snapped, coming over to sit on the bed so he could get close to her. Beck stood behind him.
She froze, staring around at them all.
“Okay, everyone, ease up,” Beck said. Always the voice of reason. “Let the girl speak. Chloe? What’s wrong?”
“She probably needs a drink of water,” Judd muttered. “And food. I need to get her some food.” He climbed off the bed and looked like he was going to walk away.
“Stop!” she ordered. “Freeze, buster!”
Judd actually froze.
Damn. This girl. Hux was filled with admiration.
“I don’t need food or water. And you’re not going anywhere.”
Judd frowned slightly. “Oh, I’m not?”
“Nope. Sit your butt down. Before I get off Hux and make you.”
“Please, don’t do that,” Hux begged. “I’m so fucking close to blowing my load.”
“You are?” She stared down at him. Then she deliberately clenched down around him.
Oh. The brat.
“Are you trying to make me come?” he growled at her.
She grinned down at him.
“Seems like someone thinks she’s in charge.” Judd came over and ran his hand down her back, then slapped her ass.
She jolted. “Ouch! What was that for?”
“That was for being a brat and trying to top from the bottom.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said.
“Uh-huh. You need close watching,” Judd warned her.
“You better stick around and watch me, then, huh?” she challenged.
Judd kissed his way down her back and Hux gave her a knowing look.
She winked at him.
Yeah, she knew what she was doing. She’d known that Judd had been pulling away and she’d done what was needed to get him to stick around.
This girl.
She was changing. Becoming more confident. Letting down those shields and showing her true self. Something he was certain no one else got to see.
And that made it all the more special.
“I need to come,” she groaned.
“No coming without permission,” Owen told her.
“What? Nooo.”
“Yes.”
“You were naughty. That means you don’t come until one of us lets you.” Owen moved back to his chair in the corner.
She gave Hux a begging look. “Hux will say yes, won’t you?”
“Don’t even think about it, Hux,” Owen barked.
“Sorry, little darlin’. You’re being punished.”
She pouted and it was about the cutest thing he’d ever seen. Reaching up, he grabbed the back of her head to kiss her. Then he felt someone move up beside him. Turning, he got an eyeful of cock.