Semua Bab Yours, Daddies! : Bab 21 - Bab 28

Chapter 22. Isadora let out an exhale she didn’t know she was holding. But her heart didn’t stop clenching. For a brief second she had thought it was her mother. But it wasn’t, and she was much grateful for that. But what she wasn’t an inch excited about was having Zavian and Damian in her room, again. A tired sigh slipped past her lips and she made to say a word, but Zavian’s anger-filled voice came in first. “What the hell are you doing here?” he groaned, slamming the door roughly and taking anger-filled steps into the room. “And why should I answer to you?” Damian asked, with a raised brow, sounding casual and unapologetic. “Because I am asking you a question,” Zavian groaned, standing in front of Damian who just stood tall and broad like an unmoving wall. “Cupcake…” Damian called, turning to Isadora, who sat on the bed tired and motionless. “What is it?” she asked, too tired to even separate them. “Tell this bastard to get the hell out of this room.” “You are the

Chapter 24.“Tell me…” Zavian whispered in a sweet, sinful voice while trailing his finger up and down against her pussy lips. “Would you like to take one finger first? Or two… because I won’t be letting him fuck you first.”Isadora’s body tingled, her breath turning heavy and erratic.God… she didn’t even know—couldn’t even tell—which was bringing her pleasure. The way his fingers moved up and down her pussy lips… or the way he had said they would both be fucking her pussy.The image poured into her head like floods, flashing across her gaze.Her pussy tightened around nothing, wanting and burning for them.It would feel good. It would feel so fucking good getting fucked by their fingers at the same time. A feeling of sensation crashed into her, her body tingling the same way her pussy was. She would feel really good. Getting fucked by their fingers would feel so fucking good.Damian’s finger brushed against the entrance of her pussy, his blood boiling with pleasure, rage, and anger.

Chapter 26.Mrs Margaret fisted as she watched the two of them fight over the one thing she had never considered worthy of her attention, yet she was getting the attention of these two men. Isadora is her daughter… flesh and blood. But the sight of her irked Mrs Margaret. Between them, she couldn’t bring her hate forward, so she masked her face with a smile and asked.“Why are you two so interested in staying with your sister?”Zavian turned to her. “Because dad asked me to,” he said in a half-grudging tone, and even though Mrs Margaret noticed that, she smiled at him and proceeded to act dumb. “And you…” she asked Damian… trying to sound as natural as possible.Damian stared at her without a word at first. Speaking to her was way harder than defending a guilty client in court. He hated the guts of her and hated the fact that she was the sole reason his father never cared for his mother. Every fucking fiber of his being hated her and it was very fucking clear, but regardless, his g

Chapter 28. The moment Isadora’s knees met the floor, Damian’s jaws tightened, and he stared down at her with so much need, want, and desire. She had yet to touch his cock, yet his breath was already heavy and rough, while his mind was nothing but an array filled with images of the kind of things he wanted to do to her. Oh! The things he desired to do to her small body. She was a petite creature. Perfect for his ruins and debauchery. He has lots of wild and nasty desire as an lot include sharing the taste of his cum off of her very pretty lips. Silence settled between them for a brief second, and in that brief second, Damian moved his hand to her chin. Damn it! She looked fucking small! Well perfect for him to fuck! And perfect for him to most definitely ruin. His thumb trailed her lower lip gently, while he watched the rise and fall of her chest, noticing the change of color in her completion and how suddenly flustered she was. She was in heat, and her desire was building up