Daddies Brat

Beams of light filter through the unobstructed view of the city and catches in their hair. Both have locks so black that when the light hits a few of the strands, I see hints of blue.

I nod, pulling my lower lip between my teeth for fear of actually begging them to finally fuck me already.

“Put your hands on the glass and spread your legs.”

Currents of anticipation send excitement through every cell in my body as Drake walks me to the window, slips his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and pulls the material past my thighs. They join my uniform on the floor. Finally.

He’s on his knees behind me and I suck in a harsh breath when I feel the softness of his lips press into the globes of my ass beside his fingers.

Reaching up the length of my back, he releases my bra with a flick of his fingers and I shed it, marveling at the feel of the cool glass against my breasts.

Below us, Chicago stirs, unaware I’m looking out as I’m about to get thoroughly fucked.

“Drake, Grey, please. I need you. Please, Sy.” I don’t realize I’m begging until the words are out of my mouth and I don’t regret a single one.

Drake is back on his feet before I can have any other kind of reaction and I turn around, working the buttons of his shirt free.

I need to feel him. I peel back the white material to reveal black swirls across rippling muscle, and I’m tempted to run my tongue over every single one.

For once I give in to my temptations and it is bliss. I’m damn tired of not having what I want when I want. I put my hands on his shoulders and push the shirt free from his arms. I lean in and our moans collide when my tongue runs over the first swirl of ink curling beneath his left pec. I continue my path up his chest, only stopping to work the tip of his nipple with a flick of my tongue. I take the small peak between my lips and suck.

He must like that because he grips my hips, hauls me up his body, and bruises his lips against mine. Cool glass chills my back while enough heat to warm hell over twice consumes me from the front.

He growls loudly into my mouth, and I have my legs around his thick waist, the hard ridge of his cock between my legs. I gasp at the rough sensation of his zipper against my sensitive lips and my needy clit demands more. I move my hips over him and moan from the delicious feel, my back arching just enough to cause my bare nipples to brush over his chest. One shock leads to another, and I clasp the hard peaks between my fingers, giving a hard tug.

A jolt of savage need takes hold of me causing warm liquid to slip from my tight channel to drench the front of his slacks.

“You’re a fucking beauty when you get excited for us.”

Drake skims his hands over my thighs, working his way around until he has my ass in the palms of his hands. He kneads the plump flesh and I grind against his bulge. Holding my weight with one arm, he frees his engorged cock. Cum leaks from the head and I reach between our bodies and position him at the entrance of my pussy.

He tenses and makes a move to pull away. “Are you sure, Katriona? Once I take you, once we take you. There’s no other life waiting for you. Just us.”

I know what he is asking, and I’m touched he cares for me so much when it would be so easy to fuck me and not worry about the part that comes after having hellacious sex.

“I’m protected. The pill. And even if you do get me pregnant, I belong to you. All of you.” Sylan and Grey shed their clothes while I was dry humping their friend. “Right?”

I turn to Sylan, feeling his hands in my hair. “Fuck yes. Ours and ours alone. We don’t share well with others despite our particular arrangement.” He’s growling again, and I love the thrill of belonging.

I dig my heels into Drake’s ass as the fat head of his cock pushes into the tight grip of my pussy.

“Fuck yes,” I groan into Grey’s mouth as he dips his head for a kiss.

As if using every muscle in his body Drake holds me tight and thrusts. I angle my hips and when he does it again, he hits my clit and I cry into Grey’s mouth.

Between the three of them I’m safe, protected. Their strength is my own.

“Hard… harder,” I rasp. I love Drake’s strength and love the way he already has the pressure of my release building.

“This is only a warm-up. There’s no way we’ll be satisfied having you only once. Fuck, it’s going to take a lifetime and then maybe that won’t be enough.”

He lifts me off him and then uses his strength to drive in as he lowers me. I lean back, pressed up against the window and tighten my legs as he fucks me hard and fast.

Each time he thrusts in, my pussy grips his cock. His biceps flex and the abs I’ll have my tongue on again soon enough ripple from coiled pressure building. I know because I feel it too.

This is hot, wet, and wicked, and nothing of how I saw my morning going. A little over three hours ago I would have guessed I’d be waking up right about now, showering and putting on that ugly mustard uniform for the millionth time. Not taking my pleasure wrapped around a filthy-minded mobster.

Just seeing his glistening cock slip from my body sticky and wet with my juices has me close to the edge.

I’m not the only one who likes the view. His, Grey’s and Drake’s attention is locked on where our bodies are united, and I clench the velvety walls of my pussy around him.

“You’re the angel that’s going to be our death. That’s it. Take what you want.” His voice is a rough baritone.

Sylan reaches between us and spreads my folds so Grey can lean in and tongue my clit.

“Oh, fuck!” I scream. Warm lips curl around me and I’m seeing the stars of a million worlds appear just behind my closed eyes.

I grab him by the hair and he takes my mouth in a bruising kiss, my juices coating his tongue. Sylan has taken over torturing my clit and I’m bucking wildly.

“Drake, I’m close, so close.” The warmth of his body molds me to him, and he leaves a teasing trail of kisses along my exposed shoulder.

“Fuck, Kat, you’re milking my cock. I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Come for us mo chroi, give us your release now!”

“Oh my God, don’t stop. Do it again!” I beg, throwing an arm around Grey’s neck and bracing the other against the thick window.

Drake shoves into me one last time and throws his head back. “Come now, Katriona!” he bellows, and I can see the lines around his mouth grow tight with concentration.

Jets of hot cum spill into me, and I can feel every single rope as he shoots his load off.

“I feel you,” I scream, and I don’t care who can hear me at this point. I’m panting so hard I can barely speak, and I can’t hold in what I’m feeling.

“I’m…coming!” The feel of his length jerking off inside me hurls me into my own release. Pure blissful white-hot ecstasy steals my breath and vision as my head falls back, and I fall into my climax. The walls of my pussy spasm around his thick cock.

Hot. Fucking. Bliss.

Our combined heavy breaths come hard and fast.

“My turn.”

Suddenly I’m in Grey’s arms and he’s moving me to the floor. As soon as my feet hit the floor I’m spun around. But instead of a window in front of me, it’s Sylan in all his naked beauty.

“Bend over, baby, push that pussy toward me. That’s it.”

I’m a mess with Drake’s release spilling down my thighs.

Grey doesn’t seem to care. He glides the head of his cock through the spilled cum to swirl it around my clit. And then he’s at the entrance of my pussy pushing in until his balls slap against my clit.

“Fuck, that feels so good!”

From in front of me, Sylan puts my hands on his thighs and guides my mouth over the head of his cock. He sinks past my lips with one smooth stroke, touching the back of my throat.

“Suck him hard, make him lose control, baby. Just like you did to me.”

Me make them lose control? I shiver from the surge of power the idea fills me with. To have them crave me, desire me… want me made me feel not just cherished but loved.

Drake kneels beside me, takes my hand and moves it to cup Sylan’s heavy cum-filled balls. With his hand cupping mine, we stroke and fondle Sylan until I can feel his knees begin to tremble.

“Fuck you, bastard,” he growls at Drake who only chuckles low in my ear like we’re sharing a dirty secret. His lips brush against the shell of my ear as he whispers, “He’ll love you all the harder when he shoots his load down your throat, sweetheart. That’s it. Take him a little deeper. Swallow now and feel the head go a little deeper.”

I do as I’m instructed, so torn between feeling Grey’s juices mix with Drake’s and mine as he pumps into my pussy. Between both men I’m closer and closer to finding my second release.

Hands grip my hips and I’m suddenly spread wider. I feel my heart flip flop the harder he pounds. I cry out, giving Sylan more room to slip deeper. Fuck, his dick tastes so damn good. I will never get enough! I move my wet mouth over him, rolling his balls until his cock is so hard I can barely fit him in my mouth. He starts to groan louder as Grey’s thrusts become more powerful, frenzied.

“Shit, Katriona, Fuck, that’s it. You look so damn beautiful drinking his cum.” Drake cups my breasts, pinching my nipples just right and it’s the last little bit I need to fall over. His strong hands hold me between his two friends as we all find our release.

My orgasm comes hard and my walls clamp around Grey. I milk him as Sylan feeds me his cum. With two cocks filling me up I let go and ride my release, coming so hard my cries bounce off every surface of their home.

Hot thick ropes spill down my throat and fill my greedy pussy. The best part? I take every last drop.

I nuzzle into his neck and sigh with contentment so foreign I wonder if I’ll ever feel this happy in my life again. “So that’s what dirty office sex is like.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Wait until we have you in a bed,” Drake purrs for my ears only. “As I said, this is only a taste.”