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Before he could finish, Beau had thrust harder into Tessa’s bottom, nearly jerking Dax’s cock from his ass and Dax had to keep up.

Beau had his hands in Tessa’s hair, telling her what naughty girls got, and she was whimpering as he thrust into her hard and fast.

Dax kept the tempo, matching Beau thrust for thrust as he took his Daddy’s ass and his Daddy, in turn took their girl’s.

Dax’d had his doubts about the effectiveness of this particular arrangement but the burning in his butt kept him in the submissive mindset. He wasn’t topping Beau just because he was physically. In reality, every shameful thought, every thrust, every ache, every shot of arousal pulsing through his body had been orchestrated by his Daddy.

The thought turned him on, and fire coursed through his veins as his release built.

“Beau… Daddy,” he whimpered, gripping the other man’s hips, “I’m gonna come.”

It was a desperate whisper, asking for permission without really asking because even if Beau said no, he couldn’t have stopped what was coming. His whole body flushed and his cock got rock hard inside Beau’s bottom.

Luckily, Beau didn’t say no. “Come, babyboy.” It came out in a grunt that was guttural, feral, and he knew that Beau was hovering on the brink himself.

In the front, Tessa was pushing her ass out to take each thrust, welcoming the punishment.

“Yes, Daddy,” Dax heard her whimper. “Come in my bottom. Show me what naughty girls get!”

That was all it took. His shoulders tensed, his body went rigid, his release rushed through him, exploding from his cockhead as it filled Beau’s ass.

“Oh god,” Dax grunted, as cum leaked out from between his Daddy’s cheeks and he shuddered out the last waves of orgasm, resting his head on Beau’s shoulder blade.

In front of him Beau was also riding the waves of release, his body tensing as he came with a loud moan, before falling limp.

Dax could barely see Tessa, but he could hear her whimpers of pain intermingled with moans of ecstasy.

“Daddy!” she finally cried. “Daddy, hold me.”

Stepping backward, Dax eased himself out of Beau, freeing him to do the same and embrace Tessa. But Beau surprised him. Instead, he pulled out of her and turned, pulling Dax into his arms. “Good boy,” he whispered. “You’re a good Daddy to let me give Tessa what she needed.”

Dax beamed under the praise, actually feeling like a good Daddy for the first time all day.

Sidestepping Beau, he reached for Tessa, who had rolled onto her stomach and was watching them with a shy smile.

“What are you smiling about, little one?” he asked as he pulled her up and into their arms.

“I’m just happy. I’m glad the punishment is over, and I’m glad to have both of you, and I’m glad that the two of you have what you have.”

Dax matched her grateful smile with one of his own and pulled her tighter against his chest, as Beau embraced them both.

“It’s over. You’re both forgiven,” their Daddy said.

Beau

Beau couldn’t remember feeling so spent. Sex, even sex followed by a hardcore spanking session, usually left him feeling energized, like he could hop out of bed and run a 10K marathon.

Tonight, he felt like he could hardly move his arms to wrap them around their shoulders.

All in all, the night had been a good one, at least for him. Both Tessa and Dax had curled onto their sides, refusing to let their asses touch anything that wasn’t cool, crisp air. Other than that, they both seemed just as content as he felt.

But still, things were not always as they seemed, and this seemed like one of those times for reasons Beau couldn’t seem to put his finger on.

“You two all right?” he whispered, turning his head to look between them. Dax looked up, tilting his head to meet Beau’s eyes and shrugged—a gesture he very well knew Beau hated. This time he understood what Dax wasn’t saying, shouldn’t say, and probably wasn’t ready to say again. Nodding slowly, he turned his attention to Tessa, nudging her lightly to indicate that it was her turn to answer.

“I hate going slow!” she blurted, her cheeks tinged a bright red.

Beau raised his brows and waited for her to elaborate. Thankfully she did, or he would have been lost.