DEAR DADDIES!

HER WET DRIPPING P*SSY.

Chapter 5.

“You have been staring down at that thumb, do you want it in your mouth?” Ryker’s voice was raw and dirty now, enough to pull Kira out of her trance.

Kira’s body stilled, because the words… his voice. It did pull her out of her trance, but not out of her imagination.

She had been thinking about the wildest, most sinful things and they were some of her rawest imaginations.

She was not supposed to have them. But she had thought about Alex’s hand in her mouth, Damian’s hand in her p***y, while Ryker did exactly what he was good at. Asses.

“Princess…” Alex called gently, tracing his finger against her lower lip now.

Kira shuddered, blinking back gently. She didn’t know what to say. No. She didn’t know when she said, “Yes. Yes, Ryker. I want it in my mouth.”

Her voice was soft yet needy, and it left them in shock, but not for long.

“You want my fingers in your mouth?” Alex asked softly with an arched brow, and Kira slowly nodded her head.

Alex stared at his two brothers, but their reaction was blank. They didn’t look okay, yet they didn’t look like they were against it. If anything, they looked like they were trying to protect themselves, and that made it even more f*****g forbidden.

Alex moved his hand slowly, parting Kira’s mouth until it was enough to take the tip of his thumb.

Slowly, very slowly, he pushed his finger into her mouth, and that was all it took to break the heat.

Kira’s body tingled, and she sucked on his fingers, slowly beginning to feel the gentle pull of wetness between her thighs. So this was happening? Alex’s fingers were in her mouth, and she was sucking on them. It felt so hard to believe, but she had blinked back several times and it didn't seem to be a dream.

Sensation slipped into Alex’s body, and his c**k kicked softly, pulsing to be the one in her mouth, stretching and f*****g her till her throat was sore.

Damian’s and Ryker’s jaws tightened, but right now… right now, they couldn’t f*****g tell if the pleasure they were feeling was because their brother was reacting, or it was because Kira was sucking slowly on Alex’s fingers with her eyes locked on his hand, in the exact way they wanted with their c***s.

Damian and Ryker surged forward immediately as they had planned.

Damian took a seat at her back while Ryker scrunched beside her.

The tension in the room became thick, and instantly, Damian buried his face against the nape of her neck, lashing his tongue up the skin of her neck.

Kira’s back arched instinctively, and her body shuddered slightly as an unexpected wave rushed into her.

“Unmm…” She moaned softly into Alex’s finger, the feeling of her breath sending some kind of chills that left him desiring to shred her clothes into pieces and claim her right here on the couch.

Ryker immediately reached for her boobs, groping the two soft mounds into his hand.

“So f*****g small.” He groaned, biting harder on his lips while slowly fondling her boobs through the fabric of her dress.

This is wrong, Kira thought to herself, trying to pull away, but her body had slumped into the pit of sin, and now that her p***y was dripping, all she could think of was getting spread out against this couch while they ram their c***s into her p***y simultaneously, or better still, one after the other.

Damian trailed the bridge of his nose against the edge of her shoulder, sniffing her in like she was some f*****g drug addiction.

“Don’t touch her.” Killian’s words played in his head, and that should have been his wake-up call to stop, but Damian could not think of pulling away now. His 9-inch veiny meat was hard and ready, kicking within the confines of his trousers to slip into her wet hole and split her p***y open until her p***y was dripping with his c*m.

His tongue sucked on her skin, and he left a gentle kiss. “So nice,” he groaned, referring to her scent.

Kira quivered, but right now she didn’t know if it was from the kiss, or it was from the compliment, or the way his raw breath fanned against her skin. All she knew now was that… her body was aching. Her toes were curling, and her p***y? It wasn’t just chiming, it was throbbing and pulsating with need.

Ryker dragged her nightwear down, finally revealing her prominent n*****s.

“f**k…” He cursed softly, spanking her already erect n*****s.

Kira’s back arched, and her eyes rolled slightly.

“Unmm…” she moaned, biting back gently on her lower lip, but not for long, because Ryker dragged her n*****s within his fingers, then lowered his head down to claim one into his mouth without a f*****g warning.

“Arggghhh…” Kira cried, throwing her head backward while her body arched.

Alex’s finger slipped out of her mouth, but he gently grabbed her head, bringing her hair forward so she could stare at him.

“You don’t look away from my eyes when you moan, okay?” His voice was calm but authoritative in a way that made her submit.

“Okay…” she nodded in a shaky breath, keeping her gaze on his while Ryker rolled his tongue on her n*****s, sucking on one and kneading the other.

So this was it? What did this pleasure mean?

Her p***y dripped, and this time, Damian began to lick her neck up, kissing her skin roughly while his breath caressed every inch of her.

“Oh! God! f**k!!” Kira’s moan filled the air. Alex slipped two of his fingers into her mouth, pushing them deeper and deeper till he was knuckle-deep.

“UMMMMM…” She moaned, her voice coming out muffled but pleasurable.

Ryker fondled the left breast, sucking the right one while biting her n*****s gently.

“Arghhhh!!! God…” One of her hands found his hair, and she tugged at it, trying so hard not to roll her eyes just so she didn’t want to upset Alex, whose fingers were now slipping in and out of her mouth, drawing spit down her chin.

Oh! This was wrong! This was f*****g wrong. Alex’s fingers thumping in and out of her mouth in ways a c**k should? Damian’s tongue licking and lapping against her skin in ways it should to her p***y?

And Ryker’s fingers and tongue on her n*****s in ways they should actually be on her cunt?

Pleasure filled her body like waves, and her p***y tingled, pulling out wetness upon wetness from her body that she could not control.

Her stomach churned, and her p***y ached… for a finger, for a tongue, for a c**k, any goddamn thing that would fill her cunt up.

“Can you see it?” Alex’s soft voice broke her out of her trance. “Can you see the way your spit is drooling down your chin? Can you see the way I am f*****g your mouth? Can you?”

Kira nodded her head shamelessly, trying not to believe that she was really doing this with her brother’s best friends…the very ones she should never be involved with.

Ryker bit on her n*****s, slapping the other one before pinching and dragging it.

“Oh…” she cried, her eyes rolling backward. Alex dropped a subtle spank on her cheeks. “Don’t look away, princess! Keep your gaze on mine.”

Kira’s eyes rolled forward now, her gaze hazy while she trembled uncontrollably.

So this was it? This was what it felt like for three men to be on her body?

Her neck burned, and her n*****s itched, twitching within the warmth of his mouth, but her p***y? It was tingling, burning, and leaking. It needed a touch. Maybe their touch. Their tongue. Their c***s.

Her hand moved behind her, cupping the back of Damian’s neck and pulling him closer to her skin while she squirmed from every lick he made on her.

Damian didn’t stop though, his tongue moving, writing hickeys across every inch of her body like he was trying to brand his logo on her skin.

Ryker’s tongue moved harder, flipping and flickering. He closed his eyes slightly, savoring the sweetness while fondling her boobs from the base.

Kira’s nails dug deeper into his scalp, her entire body shaking. “Arghhh!!! Ryker… Damian… Alex…” Right now, she didn’t know who to call. All she knew was that her body was on fire, and it felt like she was being set ablaze.

She closed her eyes from pleasure but suddenly opened them before Alex would give her another spank.

He pulled his fingers out of her mouth, gently smearing them across her cheeks while loving every inch of the drag.

“Please…” Kira cried needlily and they all shifted their attention to her.

“Please what?” Ryker asked, his breath heavy and uneven as he pressed the other boob roughly like it was the last time he was going to touch a boob, raising his gaze to meet hers.

Kira’s eyes twitched, her lips trembled while she struggled to keep her gaze steady. Her p***y was burning, dripping, aching. She wanted them. No. She needed them. To fill her cunt, split her p***y open with c***s, and leave her gasping for more.

“Please touch me…” she finally said, lips trembling from the intensity of her needs.

“Touch you where?” Alex asked, moving his hand to wrap around her throat.

Kira swallowed a lump of pleasure.

“Please touch me… touch my p***y…”

Damian’s lips stretched into a smile, then he kissed her earlobe, biting gently on the shell.

Her body shuddered, eyes rolling softly.

“Tell me, little bird. How do you feel?”

Kira whimpered, her toes curling.

“I… feel good… I feel really good.”

“Just good?” Alex asked with an arched brow, and she shook her head.

“No. I feel… I feel needy… my p***y is burning.”

“For what?” Damian asked, and Kira swallowed, shame and pleasure bubbling up within her belly.

Oh God! f**k! This felt shameful! How the hell was she going to tell them that her p***y was craving them? How the hell was she going to say that her p***y was pulsing and she wanted them to yank this cloth off her body, spread her legs wide, and f**k the drips out of her p***y? How?

“Answer…” Alex groaned slightly, tightening his grip around her neck.

“My p***y… my p***y wants a finger… a tongue… a… a c**k…Argghh!”

Damian smiled against her skin, then he buried his face back into her neck. None of them gave a reply because they wanted her to feel the heat of her desire.

Ryker just went back to sucking her n*****s, and Alex? He grabbed her neck closer, then slammed his lips roughly against hers, kissing and eating her mouth up hungrily in the same way he would f*****g eat her wet, dripping p***y.