Daddies Captive – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Crime, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 160684 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 803(@200wpm)___ 643(@250wpm)___ 536(@300wpm)
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Christ. So strong.

Grady stole her attention by feasting on her nipples.

“Oh. Oh. Please!” she cried out.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” Grady told her. “You have to earn your orgasm. And you haven’t begged enough.”

Then Steele drew out of her and she sobbed with disappointment. “Please, please, please. I need your dick. Please!”

“You sound so beautiful when you beg,” Grady told her.

Steele turned her over. “Hands and knees.”

She scrambled into place as Grady moved as well, sitting in front of her, his perfect, delicious dick just there for the taking. So she slid him into her mouth as Steele pounded into her from behind.

Her orgasm washed through her, making her gasp as Grady slipped from her mouth.

Steele groaned as he came, leaning over her and giving her some of his weight. Damn, she liked that.

Loved being pinned down.

Then he rolled over to his back and grabbed her, pulling her on top of him. He placed his hand on the back of her neck, drawing her down for a kiss. “You good, baby?”

“Better than that,” she whispered.

“Good.” He slid his hand away and another hand moved up her back to wrap around her hair, turning her face to where Grady lay on his side beside them.

Yummy.

She was naked in bed with two extremely hot, naked men. And she’d just come. Spectacularly.

“You up for more, sweetheart?” Grady asked.

“Yeah. Just let me go clean up.”

“No need to clean up,” Steele told her. “You’re just going to get messy again.”

Oh hell.

“You can mess me up anytime.” She grimaced after saying that. Especially, when Steele threw back his head and laughed. “That sounded way better in my head.”

“Did it? Poor baby. You up for some play?”

“Yes.” She could barely breathe from wondering what sort of play he was talking about.

“Christ. Made for us,” Steele muttered.

“My good girl. Always willing to try anything.” Grady slid off the bed and she turned her head to watch him move to the nightstand.

“We keep some toys in there,” Steele said.

She wondered if Grady kept toys in his room. And when she would get to see his room.

All in good time.

He returned with some rope and she sucked in a breath.

“I’m going to tie you to the headboard, then fuck you hard, sweetheart. Are you all right with that?”

Hell’s bells.

She was so here for that. “Yes.”

He gave her a smile. Lord, she’d say yes to pretty much anything for that smile.

Grady tied her wrists together and then secured the end of the rope to the headboard. This meant she could be rolled around, but she couldn’t get free.

And then he set about torturing her. Both of them did.

She swore she could feel their lips everywhere. Their tongues. Their mouths. And just when she thought they might be close to coming, they’d pull back.

She started begging, she didn’t even know what she was saying, but she would do anything to get them to give her what she wanted.

Then finally, Grady slid her onto her stomach. “Up on your knees. I need to get inside that pussy.”

As soon as she was on her knees, he was entering her. She threw her head back before Steele caught her mouth in a kiss.

Grady drove into her with measured, strong thrusts. Even in this, he seemed to want the ultimate control. It was only toward the end when she knew he was close that his thrusts grew more erratic and that’s when Steele drove her up into another orgasm with his finger at her clit.

Right before Grady let out a low moan, pressing deep.

Breathing heavily, she leaned against the bed, her arms out in front of her.

Stick a fork in her . . . she was done.

She wasn’t sure she had the energy to move. But it turned out that she didn’t have to. Grady untied her hands while Steele turned on the shower. They held her between them in the huge, double-head shower.

Then Steele dressed her in one of his T-shirts and settled her on top of him as he lay on his back in bed.

He held her tight as she tried to climb off him.

“I can’t sleep like this.”

“Why not?” he rumbled.

“Because I’ll squish you.”

“You’ve about zapped all my energy, girl. But I’ve got enough energy for this.”

Before she could ask him what he meant, he was sitting with her over his lap and his T-shirt was up over her ass.

“No, wait, Damon!”

She squealed as he spanked her. It was hard and fast and it freaking hurt.

And after it was finished, she found herself back in the same position.

“That was not nice,” she told him

“Neither is you saying bad things about yourself. You’re gonna stop.”

It was just the truth. But she knew not to say that.

“I’m gonna go do a few things before I sleep.” Grady sat on the side of the bed and kissed her forehead.


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