Page 58 of Room Thirty: Perfect Little Doll

“I love you guys,” she whispered. It didn’t matter how many times I heard her say those words, every time felt like a first. Like a win.

“We have a surprise for you.” I took her hand in mine and lifted it up to my lips.

Pressing my lips against the top of her hand as our eyes connected was innocent enough. But Jesus Christ, my body felt like a live wire. Electricity sparked between us, and I was on edge, needing so much more.

“You do?” We all nodded, but her eyes never moved from mine.

“You ready, doll?” I asked, and she nodded.

Wordlessly, trusting her men completely, she followed. Walking side by side, I led the way to the master bedroom we shared. We slept together on a nightly basis, but that didn’t mean we didn’t have one-on-one time here and there. The house we had bought had more than enough room.

But running two businesses, a baby under one and everything that came with it, we were exhausted by the time we got into bed. Long sleepless nights hadn’t given us much of a chance for the four of us to play.

But tonight, we were going to remind our woman of who she belonged to. Jacob was almost a year old, and even though her body had healed completely, we hadn’t had a scene where the three of us took her body at the same time since before he’d been born.

“Is that…” Her hand left mine, and she moved toward the bed, where Carey had laid out a new dress for her. This one was as tiny as the other, much the same style but made of sheer layers of white fabric and tiny little white hearts.

“You guys, this is…” Her hands touched the delicate ruffles at the top of the bodice and skirt. “It’s beautiful.” She smiled brightly.

“There’s more,” Ronan pointed out, and she turned. I knew without looking at her face the moment she spotted it.

The silver butt plug with a pretty teal jewel at the end sat between her dress and the small little micro thong that came with it.

“What’s this?” she whispered. I moved in closer, needing to feel her body pressed close to mine. Her warmth and scent enveloped my front as my arms wrapped around her tightly. That perfect ass of hers bumped against the hard throbbing bulge of my dick, and when she turned to look up at me, I loved the way she stared at me. The lust and hunger reflecting in the dark pools of her eyes made me grip her hips tighter.

It matched exactly how I felt, heartbeat for heartbeat.

“I think you know what that is, baby girl.”

“Daddy,” she whispered. A deep guttural sound vibrated through my chest. It’d been way too fucking long since I’d heard her call me that. Callusthat.

“Good girl.” At my praise, she relaxed further. Worry and anxiety melted away before my eyes. Something sparked to life in her gaze. She stood straighter, like she was proud of herself for making me happy.

“It’s been too long since the three of us have played with you, pretty doll,” I drawled out slowly and watched her shiver. Her beautiful smooth skin covered with gooseflesh.

I couldn’t wait until we had our hands on her.

We had plans for almost every moment from then until we had to pick up Jacob. It had been too long, and when we looked at one another, I knew they were thinking the same thing.Never again.

Never again would we go this long without connecting this way.

It’d been tough with Jacob being so young, but he was getting older, and soon we would get to work on giving him a little brother or sister. Maybe if we were lucky, we would get that ball rolling by the end of the weekend.

My lips dropped and kissed her cheek.

“Daddies are in charge tonight, do you understand me, Serena?” I asked in an assertive tone. She nodded, and I tossed her a waring look.

“Yes, sir.” She gave me the words without me asking, and the back of my hand stroked her face.

“That’s our favorite girl.” I winked. “Take your clothes off right now and get on all fours on the bed.” I pointed, and she blinked.

Before I could warn her about not moving, she did. Her hands moved to the hem of the tank top she was wearing, and she pulled it up and over her head, letting the material fall haphazardly on the ground by her feet. She kicked off her shoes and socks and finally the leggings.

“What’s this?” Carey asked, stepping into my spot as I moved away. His hand touched her bare ass, stroking the meaty round flesh before spanking her. The sound felt like it echoed against the walls, making my cock throb. “Our girl being naughty not wearing any panties?”

“I was out.” She pouted, and I chuckled. We were always running behind on laundry. Thankfully, we had finally talked her into letting us hire more help.

My teeth mashed together when I saw her get comfortable on the mattress. “Ass up, head down,” Carey demanded, slapping the other cheek. Both globes of flesh bloomed to life with a pretty pink shade.