“See, brother? This ass belongs to me. You’re just going to borrow it for a few minutes.”

  “Fuck. As hard as I am right now, I’m about to borrow that mouth of hers.”

  “Go on, then,” Daddy says, pushing a little further and bringing tears to my eyes. “You fuck her mouth while I fuck her ass.”

  My pussy clenches, and I nearly cum as Thomas moves along the bed in front of me. His turgid thick cock pulses clear pre-cum from the little slit, and I lick my lips, more excited than I should be to taste him.

  “All right, miss Emma, now’s the time for you to show me what my big brother has to brag about.”

  “You don’t have to suck him, baby. Just open your mouth for him to fuck.”

  I can tell Daddy does not want me to enjoy myself.

  But what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

  I part my lips as Thomas grips my hair and angles my head up slightly. Showing him my tongue makes him smile, and he slides inside of my mouth, only pushing the head in. Just like Daddy, he’s way too big to fit completely.

  Daddy’s hand reaches down and diddles my clitoris, and I mew, working my tongue over the head of Thomas’ cock. Before I know it, I’m tightening my lips, getting a good, tight seal over his crown, when I feel the tender “pop” of Daddy’s huge member penetrating my forbidden entrance. There’s a quick flood of pain, which causes me to whimper, but then the pain quickly abates and Daddy’s manhood feels good as he works it in and out.

  And from that moment forward, all I can hear is the steady moans and groans of the two men as they take me at both ends. Thomas’s slit leaks so much pre-cum that it doesn’t matter how much I lap it away, there’s always more, smearing along my lips and dribbling out of my mouth.

  “Ah fuck,” he grunts, fisting my hair tighter and shoving his thickness deeper in my mouth. I feel the pulse of his veins, and he turns rigid as a pipe before bursting on my tongue.

  “Swallow it all down, baby,” Daddy says, smacking my bottom.

  My little bottom quivers, and the pulsations are strong as I orgasm, right as I am choking on Thomas’ cum. He holds his cock inside of my mouth, growling as his length twitches with each spurt. I gag and cough, but he doesn’t give me a second to recover before he’s thrusting again. And before I know it, there’s another round of seed, spewing from the slit.

  I tap the bed as I struggle to swallow, and most of it ends up spilling from my lips to the sheets. Daddy slides out of my bottom, and I feel my rear gaping from the sudden exit.

  “That’s enough of her mouth, Thomas. Now come on over and get at her ass while it’s still primed and ready.”

  “Shit, I hate to leave this warm cavern,” he says, ejecting himself from my mouth, “but I am looking forward to her sweet ass.”

  I lower my head, thankful that I can now at least catch my breath. I see Daddy at the washstand, cleaning his stiff cock off as Thomas mounts me from behind, his monstrous shaft slipping inside of my bottom.

  “Mmmm … oh fuck yeah…”

  I release a long huff as he pushes all the way in, and I can tell that Thomas has no plans to be gentle on me. Not at all.

  His testicles begin to lightly slap against my lips that are still wet from Daddy’s cum, and those slaps become louder, harder, as he fucks me hard and fast. My breasts rock up and down violently, and I have to fist the sheets tightly in order to keep from flying across the bed.

  Finally, Thomas grips my waist and holds me steady as he fucks me with fury, making my toes curl as I moan uncontrollably.

  “Oh Christ …” he grits out. “I can’t believe how good your ass feels…”

  I hear Daddy growl as he joins me on the bed. “All right now, you’ve had your fun. Now cum in her ass and be done with it already.”

  My thighs begin to tremble as an orgasm approaches. And I hope and pray that Thomas doesn’t make it known. Daddy would be so jealous if he knew his brother is about to make me cum.

  But my tight little bottom does cum, the muscles quivering and my tummy quaking. My breaths come out in short little bursts that no one can hear because my face is buried in the sheets.

  “Oooooohhhhh,” Thomas groans, spurting his seed inside of my bowels. “Fuuuuuuuucckkk…”

  I bite my lip to hold back a whimper as my orgasm grips me from head to toe. Heat ripples through my core as I feel my bottom squeezing Thomas’ cock, tugging out burst after burst of his seed.

  When he’s finished, he slides out slowly, leaving me aching for more.

  “Damn, there’s so much cream here. Kinda makes me want dessert.”

  “That’s a damn good idea. Why don’t you clean up her pussy so I can fuck her once again?”

  I fall on the bed and Daddy rolls me over onto my back. Both of their cum drips out of my holes, and as Thomas kneels on the floor, between my legs, I have the pleasure of watching Daddy lean over to suckle my breasts.

  “Fuck, you look delicious.”

  His tongue immediately flicks over my clit as Daddy’s tongue does the same to my hard nipples.

  I run my fingers through Daddy’s hair and start grinding my hips up and down. Thomas’ hands grip my thighs to spread them further apart, and he gently tugs my clitoris in his mouth, making me huff and pant. Then Daddy gets up and straddles my face, forcing his cock past my lips.

  He holds my head up and fucks my mouth while Thomas brings me to orgasm once again, flicking that bundle of nerves that rests between swollen lips. I give one upward push and cum on his mouth as I suck on the head of Daddy’s manhood. My cries of pleasure do not go unnoticed, and once I’m able to catch my breath, Daddy stops fucking my mouth and tells Thomas he’s free to go, that he’s finished with me and that’s that.

  Daddy even rushes him out the door once he’s dressed, and I wonder if I will ever see him again.

  But those thoughts quickly vanish because once it’s just me and Daddy he rips off my dress and gets naked himself, his cock hard and pointed at the ceiling. “I’m not done with you, baby.”

  I spread my legs, knowing my role at this point, and Daddy climbs on top of me, entering me brutal and hard. He rams his cock into my pussy over and over, forcing me to cum in a matter of seconds. His reclaiming of me is harsh and unrelenting, and he makes sure to cum inside of my belly before rolling me over, settling behind me, sliding once again inside of my bottom, and spurting his seed deep in my bowels.

  “I’m marking every inch of you tonight. Going to make sure there is no mistake as to whom you belong to.”

  “Okay, Daddy,” I say as he wraps his arms around me and fucks my tight little bottom.

  “And I can assure you that by the time we get back home, there will be twins in this belly of yours.”

  “Mmmm,” I moan.

  It’s no surprise that by the time morning rolls around, I can hardly get out of bed, much less walk. Daddy has gone down to the lobby to retrieve some pastries and coffee, and while he is gone, I think about his brother and the anger between them. I know Daddy is frustrated with his reckless lifestyle, but I truly feel that Thomas has a good heart and means no harm. I wish my husband could see that.

  When Daddy returns to the room with enough food to feed an army, it brings a smile to my face.

  “How are you feeling this morning, my love?” His soft voice and kisses make me fall in love with this side of him.

  “Tired and sore.”

  “And pregnant?” he asks, lifting a brow.

  I laugh softly. “I cannot tell yet.”

  He passes me a cheese filled danish. “We will leave this afternoon and return home so you can see the doctor in a few weeks. Maybe we will know by then.”

  “So … no more Thomas then?”

  He jerks back, as if stung. “No. absolutely not. That was a one-time deal.”

  I lace my fingers in his. “Daddy, I wasn’t speaking for myself. I want you two to make amends before we go home.”

  I think I see him snarling, and I feel momentarily bad for bringing it up.

  “He killed my damn horse.”

  “I know, but it was an accident. And he was trying to make amends with you. Please, just think about it? I would hate for our children to never know their uncle.”

  His voice grumbles under his breath, and he lies back on the pillows, sipping his coffee. “Maybe,” he grunts.

  I smile. Maybe is good enough. Besides. I think Thomas needs to meet the right woman in order to settle down. And there are plenty of single women back home.

  Maybe Arabella can tame that man.

  Book 4

  Sharing Daddy Duke

  Arabella shows up at my house with great news. But this great news translates to me having to now share my husband with her.

  I wake up to Daddy’s hands lovingly caressing my body, sending tingles of pleasure all through me. He glides down my back and over my hips as his teeth drag softly over my neck.

  “Open those legs, baby. Daddy needs to cum inside you before I get to work.”

  I was only waiting on his command. I love it when he tells me what to do.

  “Mm, yes sir,” I mumble, still half asleep and bleary eyed.

  While still on my side, spooning next to my husband, I lift my leg and feel him enter me. His voice rumbles behind me, and his hand moves over my belly, then down to my mound.

  As he slides inside of me, his fingers slip around my folds where he gathers some of my slick juices before making circles over my clitoris. I huff and buck my hips, releasing a soft moan as he begins driving in and out of me. And now that I am nearly four months pregnant, reaching orgasm isn’t hard these days. In fact, I don’t get out of bed without cumming at least once, usually twice if Daddy hasn’t rushed to get up.

  And the best part about cumming, now that I am expecting, is the intensity of the orgasm. The pleasurable waves wash over me and grip me from head to toe, starting in my belly and rippling out to every fiber of my being.

  “Baby … you are so tight right now…”

  I huff as my orgasm approaches. I love it when Daddy tells me I’m tight. It shows he can tell I’m about to cum.

  Lightning bolts of pleasure shoot through me, and I feel my body trembling, my hips bucking, my arms reaching up to pull my husband closer to me as I give in to the shudders of ecstasy.

  Daddy speeds up, moving in and out of me with a quickness. But he’s not too rough. Not these days because he worries about hurting the babies. And then he groans deep and loud as his seed spurts inside of my belly with his hands cupping my breasts and his fingers softly pinching my nipples. I purr and arch my back, taking in every sensation of heat that flows over my flesh.

  “Dear god…” he growls. “Every time with you gets better and better.”

  I smile and turn my head, and Daddy presses his lips to mine, kissing me with a passion I don’t expect this early in the morning. He must be feeling extra sweet and loving today.

  “I wish you could stay home this morning.”

  “Mm, you know we wouldn’t even leave the bed,” he grumbles in my ear, still sounding sleepy.

  “That’s the point,” I laugh. “Pretty soon, our time will be more limited once the babies are born.”

  “Not if I can help it,” he says, letting out a tired sigh.

  We don’t know if we are having twins, but my doctor says he thinks it’s a good possibility, given the size of my belly at this stage. I have faith that everything we went through to bring these twins here will result in two beautiful, healthy baby boys.

  And my daddy thinks so too.

  “I’ll get the coffee water warmed up while you get dressed,” I say, sitting up and stretching.

  “Okay, my baby. Oh, and please do not forget that Thomas will be with me for lunch today.”

  “That’s right. Thanks for the reminder.”

  Daddy has been getting backed up on his work, which is a good thing because it means more money. And fortunately, Thomas is here to help.

  Before we left New York several months ago, he found his brother at one of the local taverns. I’m not sure how he was able to turn his attitude around so quickly that day, but he somehow found it in his heart to forgive and forget all that happened between them over the years. Daddy even extended an invitation for him to come and visit us.

  The following week, Thomas showed up on horseback, giving Daddy the horse that he rode into town on. And from that moment, it was as if not a bad word was ever shared between them.

  And that does not even cover the best of the good news. The moment my brother in law laid eyes on Arabella, he was smitten.

  And so was she!

  They were married last month, and now my best friend is my sister in law. And she’s so excited about becoming an aunt. Things in my life couldn’t be any better if I had planned them out myself.

  After making Daddy’s breakfast and sending him out the door with a piping hot mug of coffee, I start to get tonight’s supper prepared, as well as baking some fresh bread for lunch sandwiches that I will take to Daddy and Thomas later. When I hear a knock at the door, I’m surprised because it’s still rather early. But it’s Arabella, and her face is white as a ghost.

  “Emma, I’m sorry to stop over so early.”

  “Don’t worry about it. What has got you so upset?” I ask, closing the door behind her.

  She slips her coat off and hangs it on the wall. “I think you’re going to need to sit down for this one.”

  Ice cold slivers run through me. Okay, it can’t be anything bad with the men. Daddy barely left her ten minutes ago. “Why would I need to sit down? Can’t you just … tell me?”

  She rubs her hands together and walks to the fire. “I can, but … I don’t think you’re going to like it all that much.”

  Now she has me really curious. “You let me be the judge of that.”

  Licking her lips nervously, she pulls her skirt up a bit and sits on the hearth. I sit next to her, looking at her face that is wrinkled with worry.

  “Well, you know how Daddy Duke wants so badly for you to be pregnant with twin boys?”

  “Yes, we both want that.” Gracious, to this day, I get aroused remembering the sinful acts we committed together in the name of having twins, one of those acts involving her current husband. And Arabella has no idea what we did. Daddy swore me to secrecy, never thinking in our wildest dreams that his brother and my best friend would meet and fall in love.

  “Right,” she says, rubbing her neck. “Well, Thomas informed me last evening that he wants twin boys as well.”

  “Ohhhhh…” I say, feeling the blood drain from my face.

  She swivels her gaze at me. “Is this really how it works? It seems a little … farfetched. But I don’t even want to think that Thomas is lying to me.”

  “What did he say exactly?” I ask, keeping my fingers crossed that Arabella will forgive me.

  “He said that we have to let your husband plant his seed in my mouth and my ass.”

  My mouth drops open as I realize just how the tables have turned here, but she continues before I have the chance. “And if that is true, then that means that you did the same … things with Thomas.”

  Rubbing my hands together in a fit of nerves, I can tell that Arabella is frustrated and hurt. “That’s true, Ara. I did. But it was long before you and Thomas met. It’s why we went up to New York together. Please, please don’t be angry with me.”

  She stands up and crosses her arms. “I’m not angry with you, Emma. I’m angry with my husband for keeping this secret. You were only honoring your husband. Thomas, my beloved spouse, should have told me that he indulged in pleasures of the flesh with you.”

  I jump up next to her. “Maybe he should have. He probably figures it is all water under the bridge. Besides, if it weren’t for that incident—which was all very mechanical and not at all fun,” I lie, “you and he would have never met.”

  Her eyes perk up. “True. And now, I can have the tiniest bit of revenge on him with Daddy Duke.”

  Jealousy burns through me. This is closer to getting revenge on the both of us. But I know she’s right. And with the amount of secrets that have been kept among all of us, she does deserve to gain a little pleasure. Daddy is certainly good enough in bed that he can bring her to toe curling orgasms.

  The thought of watching them together ignites my core, and I can’t help but feel aroused around the small amount of jealousy there. “Why don’t you and Thomas join us for supper tonight. We can discuss the details, and the men can decide when all this will take place.”

  “Are you sure you won’t be angry with me? If I suck your husband’s cock and let him slide his monstrous member inside of my tight little asshole?” she asks, placing her hand on my arm.

  My pussy clenches and throbs. “Not at all, Ara. You’re my best friend. And we are just going through the motions of making our family bigger, closer. Besides, I know my husband loves me. And I know you love Thomas.”

  She smiles, erasing every bit of tension in the room. After placing a kiss on my cheek, she walks over to get her coat. “How are you feeling these days, by the way?”

  Arabella reaches over and rubs my tummy, something she does quite regularly.

  “Like a cherished prize.”

  “Good,” she giggles. “I hope to feel the same way once I’m with child. We will see you tonight then?”

  “Yes. I can’t wait.”

  After she leaves, I work on the laundry, then get Daddy and Thomas’ lunches made, letting them both know that the four of us will be dining together at our home this evening. Thomas gives Daddy a strange look.

  “You know, don’t you?” Daddy says.

  “That you plan to fuck my best friend? Yes.”

  “That’s a mighty crass mouth your wife has there, big brother.”

  “She’s picked that up from me,” he answers, holding my gaze.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy. I don’t mean to sound crass. Or disrespectful. I am simply stating the facts.”

 

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