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until I feel as if I’m in a constant state of coming. He seals himself against me, tense and embedded deep in my spasming pussy, cock throbbing in my cunt.
    “ Yeah, yeah, yeah…”
    After several heartbeats, he relaxes beneath me, breathing heavy, sweat beading his brow. “Fuck, Angel. That was one hot fuck.”
    I lick my lips, taste of my daddy still lingering. He rubs his thumb over my chin. “Yes, it was. And it’s not over yet.” He leans down, gives me a gentle kiss and then straightens. “Go get clean, Angel and take care of the dishes.”
    “ Oh.” I open my eyes wide, suddenly remember the lasagna that’s probably stuck to the pan and will need to soak. I hop off Uncle Domani’s lap, earning a moan in response and I lean over him, give him a quick peck. “Sorry, Uncle Domani. I’ll make it better later.”
    I give Daddy a deeper kiss, lean close and slip my tongue between his lips, gather his flavor and hold it close before I pull away. “Thank you, Daddy,” I whisper before I dash off.
    Gotta get clean and prepare for whatever surprises “later” might hold.
    * * *
    Once I’m done with cleaning, I find both Luca and Domani chatting in the dining room, sipping what’s left of their wine, smiling and discussing business.
    They’re definitely not fucking me.
    Which is the point of tonight.
    “ Ahem.”
    They keep talking.
    “ Excuse me.” I prop my hands on my hips, foot tapping on the tile.
    Still sipping.
    Damn it.
    I cough twice. Loud and long.
    Two sets of male eyes focus on me and they each have a single brow quirked. They’re like a weird set of twins, both looking me over with a hint of displeasure at being interrupted.
    But, hello? Naked girl with several holes ready to be filled here.
    “ Did you need something, baby?”
    I wave my hands, gesturing up and down my body. “Yeah. Perky breasts, tight pussy and ass. Just ready for the taking here.”
    The two men exchange a look before they rise in unison. They’re both still dressed, only their jackets tossed aside, and they look so freaking hot in what’s left of their suits. All trim and cut to form to their bodies, accentuating the lines of their muscles.
    And all for me.
    I’m at one end of the table and they’re at the other, each taking a different side in an effort to get to me. The look in their eyes isn’t really lust right now, it’s a promise with a hint of warning.
    Maybe I should have let them finish talking.
    I back up a step and they move forward. Then it’s one step forward and two back, but their larger stride is still getting them closer to me.
    “ Um…”
    “ You better run, little girl,” Uncle Domani growls at me and I spin on my heel, dash toward the bedroom, a scream and giggle on my lips.
    “ No, no, no…” I laugh and round the corner and race up the stairs, dashing toward the master bedroom.
    Luca is dogging my steps, uncle cursing and laughing right behind him. I burst into the room out of breath, and stop when I reach the bed, crawl to the other side to face them, smiling wide.
    “ No, baby, that wasn’t very nice, making the old men run like that. You’ll have to be punished.”
    I shake my head, run my tongue along my lower lip. “No, Daddy. You wouldn’t.”
    Domani and Luca share a look, both men tugging at their ties. Once again, they split their approach. Daddy heads over the bed while Uncle Domani comes around the end. I’m stuck.
    Happily.
    Anticipation is pounding through my veins, pussy prepping itself to be filled, fucked hard and left exhausted. My nipples harden, tingle and I’m really starting to enjoy this game.
    Uncle Domani has his tie in his hands, Luca exactly the same. He didn’t crawl over the bed and to my side as I’d anticipated. No, he’s waiting in the middle of the mattress on his knees.
    “ Uncle Domani…” I put out a hand to stay him, trying to fight my smile, sound stern.
    “ No.” He shakes his head. “Impatient little girls don’t get to make new