Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Reaching around, he tugged Brody’s dick with one hand as he continued to play with one of his nipples.
Brody moaned. “Sir, please.”
“Soon, Pup. I’m just going to play for a bit, then you can fuck our girl’s pussy. Aren’t I a generous Dom? Hmm?”
“Yes, Sir. You’re so generous.”
“I know,” he replied arrogantly before squeezing the other man’s dick lightly.
Brody’s ass tightened around the Fox’s cock, making him moan. Fuck. Him.
That felt so good.
He let go of Brody’s dick. “Get inside our girl. Fuck her good.”
Brody moved as the Fox held his hips, guiding him while staying buried deep inside him.
The Fox set the rhythm as he fucked their boy while Brody drove himself into their girl.
Too much. It was almost too much.
Not for him, of course. He could take anything. But for someone else, it might be.
“I need to come, Sir!”
“Not yet,” he commanded.
“Please,” Brody begged. “You have no idea how good she feels.”
“I have some idea.” He was so close. He needed to hold back, though, because he wasn’t ready for it to end.
Fuck!
So damn close. He drove himself into his boy and felt it come over him.
“Now, Pup! Come now!”
Brody let out a low grunt, and then he was clenching down around the Fox’s cock.
The Fox came, unable to hold in his cry of pleasure. It was one of the few times when he wasn’t fully in control of himself, but he also found that he just didn’t care.
4
FOX, PUP, AND BUNNY
After cleaning up, Brody was moving slightly gingerly as he shuffled back into the living room.
Autumn was already sitting on one side of the Fox on the sofa. He glanced up, his gaze narrowing as he took Brody in.
“I think Brody-bear might need to sit on a cushion,” Autumn said. “Or an ice pack.”
“Did I hurt you?” the Fox asked.
“I’m fine. Really,” Brody insisted, as both gave him skeptical looks. “Just a bit stiff.”
“I want to check.” The Fox patted his lap.
“Um, what?”
“I said I want to check. Lay over my lap.”
“I don’t think I need to do that,” Brody said nervously.
“Bunny, will you go get the butt-numbing cream?” the Fox asked.
“Sure! Can I have some on my butt?” she asked.
“Why would you need any on your butt?” the Fox asked.
Autumn’s lip went out in a pout. “Because you spanked it, Daddy.”
“Yes, and you deserved that spanking. There’s no relief from a spanking when you’ve been naughty.”
“I think there should be a rule of no spanking at Christmas,” Autumn said.
“There’s another ten days until Christmas,” Brody pointed out.
“Technically. But really, the whole month of December is Christmas. In fact, any time after Halloween and before Valentine’s Day is Christmas.”
“So you’re saying you’d like to have a hundred and six days for Christmas?” the Fox drawled.
“It’s scary that you could just work that out in your head,” Brody told him.
“A hundred and six days sounds perfect.” Autumn climbed off the sofa. “So, can we agree to a hundred and six days of Christmas with no spankings, Daddy?”
“We cannot,” the Fox said. “But we could celebrate the twelve days of Christmas but with spankings instead of gifts. So, ‘on the first day of Christmas, my Daddy gave to me, twenty spanks with a birch.’”
“Daddy, no!” She gaped at him in horror.
“Then I think we better stick to one day of Christmas with spankings any time you earn it, huh?”
“Okay,” she said reluctantly. “But I want this to go down as a formal protest.”
“Denied.”
“Daddy, sometimes you’re just no fun.” She stomped off, and the Fox gave Brody a confused look.
“I’m not sure what she’s talking about. I’m always fun. The life of the party. There is no party without the Fox. That’s what they all say.”
Brody bit his lip to hide his smile. “Right, Sir. That’s what they all say.”
“I thought so. Come here, Pup. Let me check on you.”
“I really am all right.”
The Fox frowned at him. “I’m not repeating myself.” He used the tone that said he wouldn’t be argued with.
So Brody reluctantly walked over and lay over his lap. The Fox parted his ass cheeks.
Brody sucked in a sudden breath at the move.
“Relax, Pup.”
Easy for him to say. He wasn’t lying over someone’s lap with his ass cheeks parted while they stared at his asshole.
“I can’t relax.”
“Do you need Bunny to suck on your cock while I examine you?” the Fox asked.
“I can do that,” Autumn said.
Brody turned his head to watch her walk into the room. “I don’t . . . I just . . . please, can we hurry this up?”
“Are you sure?” Autumn asked, coming to kneel on the floor by him. “I love sucking on your cock.”
He knew she did. And it wasn’t just about sex or pleasure. For Autumn, it helped center her. She found it relaxing.
“Thanks, Tutu. But I’m good right now.”