A Double Dose of Billionaire: Part Four (6 page)

Nathan had a building block in his mouth, laughing, while Ethan cried as if doomsday was arriving. Their toys were a mess and thrown all across the floor.

Not as bad as I thought.

“Boys,” I said sternly.

Their heads whipped up and they stared at me with their adorable doe eyes. Initially, they looked surprised to see their mother walking in on their mischief, then Nathan sprang into action.

He stood up, waddled to me, and pointed to his brother. He usually had a lot to say, half of which I couldn’t understand. What I got from his muttering and exaggerated hand gestures, however, was a
‘he started it’.

I raised a finger. “Tell me what exactly happened. And don’t lie about it, Nathan. Lying is bad.”

He nodded his head vigorously. “Ethan take my car. I asked him put it down, but he no listen and then he threw it and I tried to stop him, but the car went there. He threw it all the way to there.”

Hearing what his brother accused, Ethan whipped his head back and sobbed harder. I used to have a short temper, but having these twins required me to have the patience of a saint. I’d been trained to master zen patience by these two.

Leaning back, I asked Agatha, “What really happened?”

She frowned. “Ethan found a cool car lying somewhere in this room.” Ryan and Riley, Ryan in particular, bought toys for their kids frequently. They had so many that most were left just lying around, never to be opened. I guessed Ethan found one of those that he really liked. “Nathan wanted it,” Agatha continued, “so he snatched it. And Ethan got mad, took it, and threw it across the room. After that, Nathan hit him on the head with a wooden block and his brother starting wailing.”

I narrowed my eyes at Nathan. “Nathan, I think you should say sorry to your brother.”

He shook his head. “No!”

“The both of you should apologize to each other. Being violent is wrong, dearies.”

“No!”

“Dearies, Mommy is going to get angry.”

“No!”

“Nathan…”

He continued to scream “no.”

I let out an exasperated sigh. “Nathan, please calm down, hun.”

He shook his head, and small tears escaped from his eyes. God, why were kids so difficult to handle? Especially the stubborn ones?

His lips quivered. “But he start first,” he said with a pout.

I bent down and gave my son a hug. “It doesn’t matter who did it first, dearies, but you can’t go around hitting people like that.”

He sniffled.

I lowered my lips to his cheek and gave him a kiss. “You’ve got to learn how to forgive and forget, hun. Go to your brother and apologize and don’t harp over what happened.”

“But he first.”

“I know. But do you want to hurt your brother and make him cry just because of a small fight?”

“No.”

“Then you have to let it go, Nathan.” I smiled and stroked his hair.

“Okay.”

“Now, go say sorry.”

He ran to Ethan and gave him a hug. “Sorry.” It felt half-reluctant, but at least it calmed his brother down.

“Say sorry too, Ethan,” I reminded.

Ethan looked down. “Sorry.”

I clasped my hands together, relieved the worst was over. “Good boys. Who wants some cupcake?”

Just then, the door swung open. Ryan and Riley walked in, their suits wrinkled after a long day of work. Riley was trying to grow a beard. I thought it fit him well, but he was so handsome that anything could fit him.

Nathan and Ethan gasped and their eyes lit with joy. They loved their fathers. Their fathers usually spoiled them, while I played the bad guy. “Daddy!” Ethan ran to Ryan and hugged his leg.

Ryan picked up Ethan. “How’s my boy doing? Not being naughty are you?” He snuggled up to Ethan’s cheek.

Ethan beamed at his father. “No, daddy.”

“They just recovered from a fight,” I said. “Fighting over a toy car.”

Riley frowned. “Oh.” Then, ignoring what I had mentioned, he grinned and continued, “I’ve got my assistant to find me an awesome new toy today. Both of you are going to love it.”

I palmed my face. My two husbands never failed to spoil their children.

Nathan’s ears perked up at the mention of a new toy.

Riley laughed, “It’s at home, boys.”

“Home,” Nathan said.

I rolled my eyes, before grinning. “I have to wrap some things up in the kitchen. I’ll meet you guys in the car in five minutes.”

***

“It’s time to go to sleep, honey,” I cooed, stroking Ethan’s hair and then giving him a kiss on his forehead.

He rubbed his eyes. “No. Play.” Yawning, he sunk deeper into his blankets. The little boy was obviously too tired to play any more, but he got too excited over the toy his fathers got for him. His brother, Nathan, had already hit the point of exhaustion and dozed off. His cute self snored lightly.

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning, sweetie. Waffles for breakfast?”

He mumbled a “yeah,” before chewing an imaginary meal and falling to sleep. His cheeks were rosy and chubby. They made him look so adorable that I wanted to pinch them, but I feared to wake him up.

Quietly, I shut the door behind me. Walking down the stairs, I knew my husbands were waiting, watching some late night television.

“Are they asleep?” Ryan asked, raising a brow.

I nodded. “Sound asleep. They really got a kick out of those pedal cars you got them.”

“Hey, I’ve gotta keep my boys healthy. Man, they really went crazy with that. I think I pulled a back muscle.”

I doubted he did. Ryan and Riley worked out regularly, and I saw the intensity of their workouts. Chasing the boys while they pedaled in mini cars was, well, literally child’s play to them. “Sure, you did.”

Riley came out of the kitchen, a glass of liquor clasped between his fingers. “I’m glad they liked it. I was thinking to get those motor ones. I thought they’d be disappointed. The motor ones looked way cooler, but it seemed kind of dangerous. I guess kids don’t really care as long as it’s something new.”

“They don’t. And don’t you dare think about bringing that home.” I’d have to spend a whole afternoon cleaning up the knocked over plants and broken furniture. My kids sometimes turned into little demon spawns.

“Oh?” Riley smirked. I knew that smirk. “Are you ordering me around, miss?” We hadn’t done anything sexual this whole week. I’d been too busy at my shop, and the twins’ company, Treston, was having a restructuring. Nathan and Ethan, added to our busy schedule, barely gave us enough time to hang around with each other. Whatever free time we had was usually at night. And it normally lasted only a couple of hours. Sex was fun, but our schedules had tired us out too much for us to do it on a regular basis.

I curled the corner of my lip. “So what if I am?”

We’d actually planned to get off from work early today, so we could finally do something to spark our relationship again. I’d been counting the seconds the whole day, waiting for this moment to arrive.

Riley put down the glass he was holding. “Then you need to be put back in your place.”

He raced toward me. I gasped as he lifted me off the floor and scooped me into his arms.

“Where do naughty girls go?” he asked teasingly.

I swallowed. “The naughty room.”

After that incident with the ropes, I was hesitant about going back there. They hardly pushed me to, either, though they brought it up in passing. I frequently walked past its door. Secretly, I wanted to go back and try some new things out.  And one day, I decided I was ready. So I put history behind me and gave it another shot.

The twins were pleased when I told them I was ready. 

We’ve been using the room often ever since.

Riley padded down the steps while Ryan punched in the numbers.
What are they going to do this time?
Each experience in the room was exciting and new. They always had something thrilling up their sleeves. They never went too far, like three years ago, and always made sure I consented before doing anything drastic. We’ve yet to use that dildo contraption, though it’s been on the back of my mind for some time—but not today.

“I think we’ll start with something simple,” Ryan said, his eyes traveling over my body. “Bend over.”

“Where, sir?” I asked, giving him an innocent smile. Knowing what they were going to do to me next, my insides coiled.

He gestured to the white couch. “There.”

I took off my pants and stuck my ass up to the twins, sashaying it back and forth. They’ve told me countless times that I drove them crazy, and they did like my behind quite a lot. I loved giving them a good show, making them hard, before having mind-blowing sex.

Ryan smoothed his hand over my ass. “How many, Riley?”

“Ten sounds good,” Riley answered.

My stomach tightened. I let out a soft moan as the first slap landed. It stung, and probably left red marks behind. I’d been able to take harder spankings lately.

My pussy was thoroughly soaked and ready for fucking after Ryan finished his last slap. I rubbed my thighs together, trying to seek some release.

He moved his lips close to my ear and whispered, “You want more?”

“Yes,” I hissed, desperate to have his cock inside.

He covered my eyes with a silky blindfold. Blindfolds were one thing amongst the many kinky stuff they liked to use. I didn’t complain about them. They heightened my sensations, making each experience feel better by tenfold.

A cool paddle rested on my behind.

No!
I didn’t want another spanking. My ass was already sore. I wanted them to fuck me as hard as they could.

But to be their good girl, I couldn’t protest.

Ryan pulled the paddle back and slammed it down onto my ass. “One,” he counted.

“How many more?” I questioned.

“As many as we’d like.” The paddle landed on my behind one more time.

A hand gripped the back of my hair and led my lips to what felt like the tip of an erection. Without hesitation, I took it into my mouth and began sucking. My head bobbed up and down the member as my tongue ran up and down its length.

“Yesss, suck my brother’s cock,” Ryan moaned.

Encouraged to do so, I sped up, trying to give Riley the best blow job of his life as I attempted to ignore the paddle hitting my ass. I stroked Riley’s wood with one hand and used the other to massage my pussy. They had teased me long enough, and I needed some release.

Riley started to pump his hips into my mouth. “Fuck, Scarlet, I’m going to come at this rate.”

Ryan stuck a finger into my pussy and stroked my inner walls. “I’d usually spank you harder for touching yourself, but you look so goddamn sexy, Scarlet, and I’ve spanked you enough for today.” His other hand replaced mine. He began to stroke my clit with one finger and stretched my already wet pussy with three. His tongue joined the ensemble, the tip of it flicking over my folds, sending liquid pleasure through me.

I shuddered. I had to pause from sucking Riley’s cock to take a huge breath. The way Ryan expertly worked over my center made my pulse race.

“You’re fucking soaked,” Ryan said, pulling his fingers apart. I was close to coming. The tight ball was about to explode.

“Ryan, please,” I begged.

“Don’t stop, Scarlet,” Riley ordered, before proceeding to guide my mouth to his cock again.

I rolled my tongue over it and then deep throated it, breathing through my nose. As soon as his wood hit the back of my throat, I came. Electric pleasure reverberated through my nerves. I moaned, with Riley still inside my mouth. Ryan never stopped touching me as I came. On the contrary, he moved his fingers as quickly as he could, making my coursing sensations nearly unbearable. My body went numb from them.

I groaned under their expert touches, allowing the tension to tighten within me. “Put your cocks inside, please. I need the both of you to fill me.”

We barely had time to have sex because of Nathan and Ethan, and now that we had the chance, I couldn’t wait to have them pounding me once more.

“Not until we do this,” Ryan said. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a few small, white, concave objects. They were miniature vibrators, something they used before, and I immensely enjoyed.

They brought me to the bed and took my shirt off. Instinctively, I put an arm over my belly. After having the kids, I’d been overly conscious of my stomach. The pregnancy stretch marks hadn’t completely disappeared, and they left unsightly scars. My stomach wasn’t as toned as before either.

But the twins didn’t care. They told me I was beautiful all the same. Ryan pinched my nipples before rubbing the vibrator over them. He secured them in place on both my breasts before putting one over my clit. I clenched my pussy. It was too intense—so intense that it made me cry. I’d come again within minutes at this rate.

“Stop, I can’t take this,” I moaned.

A twin sat me up. A cock rested on the outside of my folds. Agonizingly, it stroked my entrance. Sometimes slipping the tip in before pulling back out. “But you’re fucking wet, Scarlet.” That was enough to drive me past my breaking point. I cried out, and another orgasm shot through me. As my pussy contracted, the miniature objects continued to vibrate on my sweet spots. My cry softened to a whimper. And that was when they decided to stop tormenting me, and an erection slid into my center.

It felt as if the climax never stopped. After it finished, another one started to build up again. He stretched my center. Even after all these years, I still found them huge, and sometimes I couldn’t take all of them.

Another twin came up behind me and covered my back. I couldn’t tell which. Not with a blindfold. He spread apart my butt cheeks, resting his hands on the sore, burning areas that Ryan inflicted. I winced, but the pain only mixed with the pleasure. The sensations were in a whirl; I was unable to tell them apart. I curved my back.

“Are you ready to take both of us, Scarlet?”

I didn’t know how to answer. Was I ready? I half-wanted it. “Please.”
Please, what?
My mind was in too much confusion. After applying some lube, he forced his way inside of my other entrance. They lifted me up, above the bed. I curled my legs around the twin in front of me and hugged him as hard as I could to support myself. They moved inside of me in alternating motions. The vibrators continued to stimulate my breasts and clitoris, making my body numb. I’d been thrown into a deep spiral of pleasure. And I didn’t want it to end.