Chapter 34 - Shower Time

*Serena*

It felt good to let my anger go. They proved their devotion to me, all three of them. I was feeling good as we went to Paul’s room. If there is a hierarchy here, then Paul is at the top, then Devon and Garrett last. I do my best to give them all my love and care. I seek them out, I talk with them and make sure that they know how much I care. It’s a lot of work, but everyone of needs attention and affection.

When we get to the room, Devon finds a chair. I will have to bring him in, he’s still punishing himself. Garrett sits on the bed and watches me. I take Paul’s hand.

“First, I have something to say and then I need a quick shower because I want all three of you tonight.” I begin as I turn to Paul.

“I love you, Daddy. I do forgive you though I’m going to need some extra affection in the days to come, okay?”

“I know. That’s why we’re here. To focus on you,” he whispered softly.

I nod and turn towards Devon. “I love you, Father. I forgive you and we will get past this. I’m having a little trouble letting go, but I will, okay?” I said.

“Anything you need, I will do,” he answered.

Slowly, I turned towards Garrett. “I love you, Papa,” I told him. “You have been my rock, and you gave me some sage advice. I need you to know that you’re right. I’m yours and you’re mine.”

He opened his arms, and I ran into them. “I’m so fucking in love with you, Serena. I love you too, baby,” he rasped into my hair as he held me. I moaned. It felt so good to be in their arms, all of their arms.

I stood and took Paul’s hand again. “Shower with me,” I entreated him.

Daddy, being Daddy, led the way to his bathroom. He started the water and turned towards me. He whipped his t-shirt off and stalked towards me.

“Let’s get you naked, sunshine. I need my hands on you.”

Oh, how I had missed him while he was gone. He wasted no time getting my shirt and pants off. My feet were bare already. He unclipped my bra and I always feel jealous that he does that so well. He looked up at me as he slid my underwear down my legs and helped me step out of them.

He lifted me up off the floor and carried me to the shower that was already steaming. I slid down his body as he put me back on the floor. His hands went to his fly and soon his pants were in a puddle at his feet. His boxers were gone too.

His shaft was thick and standing up, almost poking me in the belly since we were so close. He reached for my face and pulled it up while he leaned down to kiss me.

“Thank you for this baby girl. I’ve missed you so fucking much. I never want to leave you again.” Daddy said between kisses, which were basically long pulls of his lips and tongue. He wasn’t in a hurry. He wanted to savor me.

Daddy stepped forward, forcing me back into the huge walk-in shower. It had two shower heads and a long bench seat. It was a shower made for fucking. I wanted him to lay me back and force my legs open to take him.

Instead, he grabbed my soap, which he’d already placed on a little shelf. I wetted my body and hair and let him wash me. It was so intimate and sexy. He was showing me he was in control, but I wanted him out of control.

I rinsed, watching him watch me. Then I hit my knees. He began to protest but I was quicker because he wasn’t expecting this. I grabbed him at the base of his dick and put my lips on him. He was wet so I had no trouble sucking him down while my other hand played with his balls. They were thick and full. He needed to cum. I took him to the back of my throat, and he hissed out a curse.

He held my head but didn’t force more. He let me do my thing for a few moments, but then he broke and I almost grinned. He turned me around and put his fingers in my slit to make sure I was ready for him, but I’d been wet as soon as I’d seen his thick cock released from his jeans.

“Fuck, baby, that sweet mouth was heaven, but I need to cum inside your cunt,” he grunted as he thrust inside me. I widened my stance as he held my arms behind me and filled me.

“Daddy! Oh, my gawd, I need you. I need you to fuck me hard and not let me cum. Use me like a piece of meat, please!” I begged him.

“Yessss, be a good little whore for Daddy and take what I give you,” he panted.

He pulled out and slammed inside me, the slap of wet skin was loud as he went deeper and deeper. He was like a crazy man, going hard and hitting something inside that made me scream.

“Fuck little girl, I’m not going to last. I’m going to fill you up.”

Slam, slam, slam. My pussy was already aching, and I couldn’t catch my breath.

“So good, Daddy. So, fucking good. I’m such a fucking slut for you,” I managed to say.

“Yeah, you are. Such a dirty girl,” he said as he lost rhythm and I knew he was going to cum, my filthy words put him over the edge. Then he was filling me up, just like he promised.

Daddy groaned long and loud, his balls emptying, the tension leaving his body.

I stood slowly and stood under the spray of water to wash down. I could barely stand. Daddy went under the opposite shower head and I watched his hands sluice water down his front. Fuck, his body was beautiful. All those cuts in his abs and chest, his veiny biceps bulged. I wanted more of him already.

But then he was turning off the water and grabbing towels.

“I’m not done with you yet. And the other guys want their turn." That’s when I realized Father and Papa were standing there. They had been watching us fuck.

I smiled a sly grin at them, they both had lust in their eyes and I was ready for more.

“Garrett, take her to the end of the bed and eat her little pussy,” Daddy ordered.

Papa took my hand and led me out of the bathroom and to the end of the bed.