Daddies Brat

Jemma

Things I don’t understand: why I am going along with this. And why I’m so turned on by three men when it’s obvious society would not welcome my kinks if they ever got out.

And that’s just scratching the surface. I don’t want to look deeper at the moment. I give a nervous laugh, knowing they are not privy to my inner ramblings.

“I can’t imagine the pressure you three are feeling,” I say only halfjokingly. “I mean, you’ve kidnapped me. Showed me top-secret materials. How are you going to blackmail me into silence? Sex?”

My words must shock them because for a full five seconds no one speaks.

Warren pops his belt buckle.

“Professor,” I start and quickly correct myself when he gives me a look.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

“If blackmail is what you want, let’s give it to her, men.”

A few paces down a softly-lit hallway and a door bangs against something. Three steps and I’m on a bed pinned under the weight of two very large men while the third stands in front of me unbuttoning his shirt.

“Strip her.”

Warren holds my gaze the whole time Erik and Daemon pull me up and free me of every last strip of clothing.

“We took it easy on you at the party, Queen Frost. I bet you’re already wet too, aren’t you? Nothing cold about our little nerd.” He palms a thigh and brings my foot to rest on the bed, which is larger than I thought possible for a private jet this size. I’m spread wide open with Erik at my back, Daemon stripping beside me and Warren on his knees in front of me.

Hot liquid slides down my thighs.

I whimper. Fuck, how did he do that?

Erik’s hands slide down my tummy and when he spread my folds, I actually watch as I drip cum on his fingers.

“Wet and ready to take us,” Erik hisses. He reaches behind me, pushes me forward into Warren’s arms. I’m spread wide, bent over and thoroughly excited for what comes next.

Daemon takes Erik’s place, every glorious inch of his body naked. I twist around to watch as he palms my ass cheeks, exposing every vulnerable inch of me.

“Professor,” I start but my words, whatever they were going to be, evaporate when he drags the head of his swollen cock through my juices. Fisting the length, he nudges against my clit, working it, stroking me, forcing me to fly a little higher with each teasingly slow pass.

In front of me, Warren’s lips crush into mine and suddenly I realize this isn’t going to be a slow and tender claiming. They feel the same rawness from the last time. And just like then, right now we all need dirty and fast.

I lose myself in Warren’s taste, tumbling into the warmth of his arms, his tongue on mine. His hands grip my hair in a tight hold. Not painful, but he’s letting me know who it is kissing me.

I gasp loudly, crying out into Warren’s mouth when Daemon guides his cock to my entrance and sinks in until his balls slap against my body.

So so good.

Another mouth moves over my body, taking one nipple and then the other.

I hold onto Warren unable to focus on one source of pleasure. They’ve all melted together, my body going from zero to sixty instantly.

Warren gestures to the bed. “On the bed, ass in the air,” is all I hear before I’m lifted and put into position. “Reach around and spread the cheeks.”

I do.

A wicked tongue drags over my clit, swirls around my pussy and then caresses over where only they have ever touched me. “Oh, God!” Uncertainty flashes through me even though I desperately want to experience everything they want to do with my body. My legs betray me and I begin to tremble beneath their hands and mouths.

“Easy, baby,” Erik soothes, moving in to kiss me. He comes to kneel in front of me. “Let Daemon have his fill or he’ll be a pouting baby all day.” Erik drags his fingers lightly down the length of my spine and back up. Inch by inch I slowly relax.

“Just like that, beautiful,” Daemon coos. His lips and tongue are back on my body and he’s devouring me with ravenous hunger. A wave of longing and need runs through me.

I press back into Daemon’s touch and moan when his fingers knead my cheeks. I never thought I could be one of those girls. The wild ones I saw strut by on campus with the dirty reputations and all-knowing smirks. Back straight, their bodies always so infuriatingly perfect. They always seem so confident in their desires and wants and I’ve often thought if I could be like them, then I could have anyone I wanted.

Those girls are the exact opposite of who I am. I’m only bold behind a keyboard. Or mask.

But here I am. Me. Between three men. Maybe I had it wrong about myself all along.

“You’re going to feel so perfect wrapped around my cock when I take you here.” A tongue dips into my nether hole and I’m flaming red from embarrassment, but there’s no hiding. No running.

“Like fucking candy,” he growls. “Yes, this sweet ass is going to grip me so tight and milk me until it drinks every drop of my cum.”

Daemon passes his tongue over me again, this time swirling a finger around the rim of my ass. A little pressure and he dips the tip in making me see stars.

“Oh,” I gasp. A full-body head-to-toe shudder rakes over me and pure instinct drives me to arch my ass higher in the air; into his touch.

I only half hear Daemon. But for the love of me all I can focus on is the fact he’s tongue-fucking my ass.

Strong hands replace mine.

The mouth on my ass gets wilder, hungrier. He’s tonguing me faster and then suddenly I feel the head of a cock at my pussy entrance. The throbbing head spreads my folds and my pulse jumps through the roof.

“That-Oh, God,” I scream into the sheets, taking every last thick inch of Warren’s cock as his friend teases my ass with his finger, sinking in and out over and over again.

Warren is slow at first like he wants to enjoy making this last. But I know he’s just letting me get accustomed to his thick girth. He pulls out, letting the head of his cock keep my channel wide open for him.

With a powerful thrust, he drives into me, slamming home time and time again. No mercy, no shame. Just relentless lust.

This is so wrong. So dirty. Filthy. The shame it could bring to my family. I can’t think about that right now though. They won’t let me.

I come apart for them. My mouth finds someone’s and our tongues tease together. The kiss grows deeper, hotter. I can’t breathe, my chest is heaving and I’m gasping by the time we break apart.

My eye flutters up to find Erik heaving just as heavily.

“You’re going to come for them, naughty baby. There’s no holding back. No denying how they make you feel,” Erik growls in my ear. He tips my chin up and presses the head of his cock to my mouth. Cum coats the fat, bulbous head and from the arrogant smile on his face takes a huge amount of pride rubbing it all over my lips. “And you’re going to suck your professor’s cock at the same time.”

He is right.

Erik pushes forward and I open for him. Moaning, I suck wetly on the head, taking all the cum I can get before sinking down the rest of his shaft until the tip hits the back of my throat. Behind me Warren fucks me like a man possessed by a singular mission.

I breathe heavily, wholly consumed with a building need to climax. Flames lick against my core and it happens so fast I’m left gasping for air.

I clutch the bedsheets so tight my knuckles turn white. I cry out around Erik’s shaft filling my mouth but he doesn’t slow. And I don’t want him to.