Playtime

“Daddy! Daddy!” The triplets scream of delight resounded in the glassed-in room that housed the castle’s full-length pool. Everleigh looked up from her report paper to see Rufus rise out of the water like a sleek, mighty sea god, all honed muscle and heart-stopping virility. The kick of her heartbeat accelerating played havoc with her breathing.

The man was insatiable in bed, she begged him to stop after their early morning love making. She hadn’t been able to resist. She’d learned the feel, scent and taste of that superbly sculpted body. Learned too the passion and pleasure he could unleash in her.

Yet familiarity with his magnificent body didn’t lessen the intensity of her reactions. Just the sight of Rufus', almost naked in low-slung swimming trunks, set a pulse thrumming deep in her womb. With casual ease he threw Raiden in the air then caught him again, spinning him round, toes dragging in the warm water.

Raiden squealed