Chapter 13 - Papa

Serena
He adjusted his body so that his knee was between my thighs as his scent and warmth enveloped me. Soon he leaned back and began to unbutton his shirt. As he unveiled his chest, I saw a beautiful male specimen. He must work out a lot. His chest and belly were cut with a deep V that went lower into his slacks. I sat up a little so I could touch him. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders and fed my eyes with his beauty.

Garrett smirked at me as I stared at him, my fingers ran over the individual muscles that made up his six-pack. Paul and Devon both had really nice bodies, but Garrett really put in some extra effort. I reached for his belt and undid it, popping a button and pulling down his zipper.

I smiled shyly at him as I put my hand into his pants to rub his length. There was still one more barrier. His boxers were in the way and I felt a little aggressive as I sat up to help Garrett take off his pants and underwear. Naked together, with Father watching in the corner, we fell on the bed and began to run our hands over one another. Exploring each other. Learning what the other liked. I finally got to feel his erection. I pulled and tugged on his shaft as he kissed my mouth. He began to thrust in my hand. His lips slipped to my jaw, then my neck. I moaned and writhed beneath him. He slipped out of my hand as he went lower. His hot mouth found my peaked nipples. I arched beneath him as he alternated between both breasts, sucking and nipping at me.

I grabbed his arms to pull him up. I needed him inside me, but he wasn’t done exploring. He went lower yet, his tongue licking down my belly. His hands spread my thighs and I felt his tongue, slip over my clit and further down. He spread my labia with his fingers, and I bucked when his tongue slid inside my wetness.

Garrett moaned and mumbled something incoherent. I cried out. The sensation of his mouth in my pussy and then his thumb on my clit... I began to ride a wave that crested way to quickly. I thrust my fingers into his hair and held him there until I came down from my high.

“Garrett,” I mumbled, “Garrett, please,” I said, and I tugged a little on his hair. I needed him to cover me. I needed him inside me.

“Are you ready for me?” he said softly, as he acquiesced to my demand, and roamed back up my body.

I nodded as he leaned in for a kiss. I felt him notch at my center. I spread my legs wider, welcoming him. He pushed in. I was so slick that his thickness when he about halfway before he had to pull out and thrust back in. I watched his face, as he watched mine.

“So, fucking perfect, Baby Girl,” he gritted out as he sheathed himself inside me for the first time.

I flexed muscles inside myself, clamping down on him. His eyes widened, “Fuck, do that again,” he groaned. So, I did.

“You’re going to make me cum to fast. You’re so tight and wet for me. You feel like silk,” he rasped. His voice was so deep and husky. I arched my back to take him deeper. He was fucking me slowly, but I wanted him to hammer my pussy.

“Harder. Faster,” I moaned.

“I won’t last. Play with your clit first,” he whispered as he hovered over me holding all his weight on his arms. It was sexy as fuck being surrounded like this by him.

I slid my fingers down and rubbed my clit. Garrett watched my fingers and himself, filling me. He began to thrust faster, and I screamed. I bucked against him, and I heard his breath change and become harsher.

“Yeah, just like that, baby. I’m going to cum. I’m going to fill your little twat so full it’s going to be leaking out of you,” he uttered in a dark voice. Then he roared his satisfaction, my channel still pulsing around him as he released all his seed inside of me.

“That was so good, so good,” he murmured, out of breath. We were sweaty and sticky, but I let him lay on me while he recovered. It had been better than good. Fucking great in fact.

“That was awesome,” I breathed into his hair.

Father made a sound in the corner, and I lifted my head. “Fuck,” he groaned. He had his cock in his hand, and he was jerking the last bit of cum from his dick.

My pussy spasmed. That was fucking hot! Garrett moaned; his shaft still sheathed inside me.

“Oh, baby girl, look what have you done to us,” he grunted as he pulled out and laid on the bed beside me.

“Father, come lay with us,” I called to him.

Garrett pulled me into him, cradling me and leaving plenty of room for Father to get in on the other side.

“Give me a nickname, baby. I want to be your new daddy. The three of us want to share you, be devoted to you, obsess over you,” Garrett whispered in my ear.”

“Papa,” I said sleepily. “You may be the youngest, but you’re an old soul.”

Papa squeezed me. “Perfect,” he said as Father snuggled into the bed with us.

“Now you have a Daddy, a Father, and a Papa, baby girl. We’re going to keep your holes full. You’ll give each of us a baby, won’t you?”

I though about the pregnancy test in my purse. I had wanted to take it while Daddy was here. Where had he gone? He had been right, but I hadn’t liked being blindsided. Adding another man to our dynamic was a big deal. And it made me feel unloved. It had felt like he was whoring me out. But Garrett was a wonder. He wanted me and he wanted to take care of me. He had given me his virginity. I was amazed by that. It was a huge deal. He’d unknowingly saved himself for me.

“Yes, Papa, I’ll give each of you a baby. I want that more than anything." I threaded my fingers through his.

“Thank you, Papa. That was amazing.” I whispered.

“I love you, Serena,” he murmured against my hair. I shivered and got closer to him. He had to know that I wasn’t ready to say the words yet, but I was on verge of loving him too.

I had to tell Daddy I was sorry for overreacting. I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

“Where’s Daddy?” I whined.

“He’s headed to the airport. He’s leaving early for his trip so he an be back sooner,” Father answered.

I gasped. Oh, goodness! He didn’t even say goodbye!

I started to cry. Both of the men cuddling me freaked out a little.

“Shhh. It’s okay baby,” Father said.

Papa turned my head and kissed the tears off my cheeks.

Father pressed against my back. His cock was hard against my as8s. Was he turned on by my tears?

I pushed against him. I needed him inside me. I needed to forget the rejection I was feeling by Daddy.

“Baby. He loves you. He wants the results of the pregnancy. He wants to get back to you as quickly as possible.”

“Fuck me, Father. I want to be pregnant by the time he comes back,” I replied.