“We could make him talk.” Ford grins evilly.
“That’s a last resort,” I tell him with a chuckle. “If you want to be sharing Leo’s little fantasy with us, we should hold out on torturing our girl’s father.”
“Right,” he agrees. “What about cameras?”
“What?”
“We bugged his office and cars, but what if we do cameras?” Ford suggests. “See what’s going on, not just in his office, but the entire house. Marjorie’s office, his campaign office, everywhere. Something’s got to happen. Give us a clue where to go from here.”
“It would take a lot of high tech equipment to plant cameras all over the place,” I counter. “Small enough to not be detected.”
“But it’s not impossible. We have all the security codes to the house,” Ford says, his features darkening. “His office and campaign office.”
“We should run it by Seb first.”
“Let’s go do that.”
The stress of the week is getting to me. I’m tired as hell and grumpy, too. So, when I hear giggling, it lights a match inside me. I should be working on acquiring the tech we need for our new plan, but after roaming the house and not finding Ford, I give up. If these dicks are going to ignore work for the day and play with our girl, then I’m going to play too. I prowl down the hallway on a hunt for Clove. She’s in the master bedroom, curled up against Leo’s side, looking up at him as though he hangs the fucking moon. Seb lies behind her, stroking her hair—his massive form dwarfing hers reminding me of a lion taking care of his mate. She’s clothed, pity, and they’re all being playful and affectionate.
It makes me want to storm in, strip her down, and turn her giggles into screams. My dick strains in my jeans, eager to do just that.
Neither guy makes any moves to rip off her silky nightgown, despite the way she rubs against Leo’s hip, seeking out friction between her thighs. They’re either tired this morning or they’re deliberately holding out on her.
“Morning, Zac,” she says in a husky voice. “Wanna cuddle?” The heat flaming in her eyes begs for more than cuddling.
Being the freak I am, I prowl into the room, a new agenda forming quickly in my mind. “I don’t cuddle, brat,” I lie. I’ll do just about fucking anything with Clove. Even cuddle. She’s soft and smells so damn good. Cuddling is definitely a must with her. “I do like getting my dick sucked, though.”
She bites on her plump bottom lip. “I’ll give you a cuddle suck.”
Leo snorts. “A cuddle suck. What the hell is a cuddle suck?”
“I don’t know,” Seb growls, “but I fucking want one.”
Emboldened by the sudden change in the atmosphere, she sits up and pulls off her silky gown, revealing her full tits to us. Her rosy nipples are peaked and hard as stones. I want to bite one until she screams and then give her relief as I seek out the other to punish.
“There will be no cuddle sucking this morning,” I tell her, my voice firm and authoritative. “I want to watch you take two dicks at once.”
Her eyes widen and her pretty lips part. “Like fuck and suck?”
Sebastian sits up, yanking off his shirt. “No, Clo,” he says with a deviant smirk, his own dick tenting the covers. “He wants you to take both my and Leo’s dicks at once.” His hand slides between her thighs. “Here and here.”
“W-What do you mean? L-Like both places at the same time?” Despite her nerves, her honey-brown eyes seem to liquefy with lust.
I walk over to the end table and pull out a bottle of lube. Wherever Ford went, I hope he picked up more at the store. We’re going to need it.
Leo slides out of the bed and then sheds his clothes. His glimmering green eyes dart to mine as if to say, “Tell me where to go and I’m there.”
I nod to the end of the bed. He sits on the edge before lying back. When he starts stroking his cock, he turns to look over at Clove. “Come have a seat, beautiful.”
She sits up, shimmies out of her panties, and crawls down the bed. Seb and I both admire the nice round curve of her ass along the way. Before she gets to Leo, I motion for her to stop. Her eyes lift to mine, waiting for instruction like a good girl.
“I need to get you nice and ready,” I tell her, my voice a low growl as I uncap the lube. I pour a healthy amount on my fingers before sliding between her thighs. My fingers easily slip between the lips of her pussy, teasing at her clit. “Now I’m going to finger you nice and good, brat. Make sure you’re ready everywhere. But you have to stay still.”