Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Seconds later, I heard him going upstairs.
Daddy returned his attention to his sketch pad, where he was drawing up an outline for our calendar project. And in the meantime, I just suckled his delicious cock and watched zombies on the TV.
“He used to refer to himself as Daddy around Kyla,” he mused. “Now it’s Dada.”
“Mmm?”
“I think he’s saving the Daddy label for Greer.”
Aww, that was sweet.
I was learning that Master Greer had always wanted a big family and lots of children, and Archie wanting to fulfill those dreams made me wanna kiss him silly. Heck, Greer was already an amazing father to Kyla.
Oh, finally.
Daddy was getting hard again.
I swirled my tongue around him and suckled harder as a tiny drop of pre-come hit my taste buds.
“You like using Daddy’s cock as a pacifier, baby boy?”
I nodded, pulled my Zootopia blanket higher up, and hugged Chuck to me. He was the cutest stuffie I’d ever had.
Daddy released a breath and dropped his sketch pad next to him, then wove his fingers into my hair.
I closed my eyes and flicked my tongue over his head, right over the slit.
“You can really tell when someone loves to suck cock,” he murmured. “You’re gonna make Daddy come again.”
Good. That’s what I wanted.
When he was fully hard, he exhaled a curse and slid a hand down my pajama bottoms. He caressed my bruised skin tenderly and slipped a finger between my butt cheeks.
“Just like that,” he groaned. “Fuck. Have—have you ever played around with sleep kink?”
I released his cock briefly and licked at the tip as I glanced up at him. “Like somnophilia?”
“Yeah.”
“Once, at a sleepover event years ago. It was hot.” I went back to sucking on him like a good boy.
“I’m glad you think so,” he murmured huskily. “Our bed is a free-for-all playground for somnophilia at night. If you’re not in the mood, just say so. Otherwise, take advantage all you want. You can ride my cock or fuck me whenever you want, and we’ll take advantage of you too.”
Fuck, that made me super needy!
I swallowed around him, then came up for air. “Do you like to bottom also, Daddy?”
“I do, but I prefer to top.” He smiled slightly and caressed my cheek. “Archie only bottoms, and Greer only tops.”
How fitting that I loved both!
“You’re free to play with all of us.” He wriggled a finger inside me, and I moaned around his cock. “And Daddy would love it if you fucked yourself on his cock tonight when he’s asleep.”
Oh God.
Oh God.
I felt so indecent.
Every time I glanced back at Daddy, he looked like he was fast asleep.
I swallowed a moan and planted my hands on his thighs, and I took him deep into my bottom with each thrust forward. He felt so good inside me, so thick and hard.
The bruises actually helped, because every time I came down, the impact sent a dull, painful throb through me.
Fuck, this was so much better than nightmares. I’d simply stop sleeping. From now on, I was going to spend my nights doing dirty things.
I sucked in a breath and rolled my hips over Daddy’s cock. Every now and then, I went a little harder to feel his pelvis against my bruises. The sensations from Greer’s sadism fueled my pleasure, and I had to smash my lips together to keep from making any loud noises.
At the sound of the duvet rustling, I looked over to realize Greer was waking up. It made my breath hitch, and a surge of adrenaline coursed through me. The possibilities—was he gonna play with me too? Was he going to take Archie? That would be sexy to watch.
He pulled himself up and sat on the edge of the bed, with his back to me, and he scrubbed his hands over his face a few times.
I slowed down a little and wriggled my butt over Daddy’s cock, wanting him as deep as possible.
“Pop?” I whispered, out of breath. “I’m only sleep-raping Daddy a little.”
He exhaled a short laugh and rose from the bed. And it didn’t escape my notice that Daddy tensed up a teensy bit. Sometimes, I felt his fingers twitch alongside my calves.
I stared at Greer’s unbelievably sexy ass—until his hard cock came into view.
I had no time to wonder what his plan was. When he reached me, he planted one foot on the bed to get closer, and he grabbed my jaw, a silent order for me to lean in and close the last distance.
I complied without a second thought and wrapped my lips around his cock, quick to suck him in all the way till he pressed against my throat.
He let out a long breath, combing his fingers into my hair.
Time to multitask.
Back and forth, back and forth, I swiveled my hips over Daddy’s cock, all while I coated Greer’s cock with spit and sucked him like a good boy.