All Chapters of YOURS, DADDIES : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“You’re going to break that mug if you keep gripping it like that.”I looked down. My knuckles were white. I loosened my fingers immediately, embarrassed heat flooding my face.Riven chuckled under his breath. “She’s always wound tight in the mornings. Haven’t you noticed?”“I’ve noticed,” Kael said.Two words. That was all. But the way he said them made the air change again.I set the mug down harder than I meant to. “I’m fine.”“Are you?” Riven tilted his head. The motion was almost playful, but his eyes weren’t. They were bright and curious and a little too sharp. “Because you look like you’re about to vibrate out of your skin.”“I’m just tired.”“Uh-huh.”Kael pushed off the island. The movement was smooth, controlled. He walked past me toward the hallway, close enough that the bare skin of his arm nearly brushed mine. Nearly. The almost-contact sent a full-body shiver down my spine that I couldn’t hide. I felt him register it. He didn’t stop walking, but the pace of his steps slo

Behind him another shadow moved. Kael. Silent as always. He stepped into the doorway and filled the rest of the frame. His gaze was colder, more assessing, but no less intense. He took in the same details Riven had—my red face, the damp strands of hair stuck to my neck, the way my thighs were still pressed tight together under the covers—and something shifted in his expression. Something possessive and already decided.I opened my mouth. Nothing came out except a shaky breath.Riven stepped fully into the room. He didn’t close the door. Kael did it for him, quietly, the soft click of the latch sounding final in the sudden privacy.“You left the light on again,” Riven said, voice almost conversational as he walked closer. “And the door unlocked. Almost like you wanted us to check on you.”“I—I was just—”“We know what you were doing.” Kael’s voice cut through, low and even. He stayed by the door for a moment longer, watching me like he was memorizing the exact shade of red climbing my

“Your turn,” he said simply.I shifted on my knees and took him next. Different taste—still clean, but somehow colder in the way he held himself still. He didn’t talk as much. Just watched me with those storm-colored eyes while I worked him deeper, gagging a little when I tried to take too much too fast, eyes watering.His hand replaced Riven’s in my hair. Firmer. Guiding without being cruel.“Breathe through your nose,” he said. “Relax your throat.”I tried. The next slow slide went deeper. A low sound left him—the first real sound of pleasure I’d heard from Kael—and it shot straight between my legs like a current.They traded me back and forth for what felt like a long time. Riven would pull me to him and talk dirty while I sucked, telling me in a rough voice how pretty my mouth looked stretched around him, how he could feel me getting wetter just from this, how he wanted to watch me choke on it a little. Then Kael would take over, quieter, more intense, using my mouth with controll

Kael didn’t move from behind me. He just kept holding me and watching over my shoulder while his brother went back to work. Riven licked deeper this time, pushing his tongue inside me in slow thrusts that made my hips try to rock. He held my thighs open with both hands and ate me like he had all morning and no intention of rushing.I came harder than the night before, sudden and sharp, thighs shaking against Riven’s shoulders. He didn’t stop. He kept licking me through it, softer now, until the aftershocks made me whimper and try to close my legs. Kael’s voice was quiet and firm in my ear.“Not yet. He’s not done.”Riven stood up eventually, mouth wet, eyes dark. He wiped his chin with the back of his hand and looked at his brother over my shoulder.“Your turn to decide,” he said.Kael turned me to face him. His expression was pure focus. He reached down, cupped me between the legs with one big hand, and felt how soaked I still was. Two fingers slid through the mess Riven had made and

Kael’s POVI woke up hard and already thinking about her.The house was quiet in that deep way it only got after midnight. Riven was still asleep in the bed across from mine, one arm thrown over his face. I sat up slow, elbows on my knees, and stared at the strip of hallway light under our door.Maxine was two rooms away.I could still feel the way she had clenched around me on the kitchen counter earlier. Tight. Hot. Shaking. The sound she made when I first pushed inside her had stayed in my head for hours. I had watched my brother take her right after, watched her body accept him the same way it accepted me, and something in my chest had settled into place like a lock clicking shut.We were keeping her.I stood, pulled on a pair of black sweatpants, and left the room without waking Riven. The hallway floor was cool under my feet. Her door was cracked open. I pushed it wider with two fingers.She was on her side, facing the window, the sheet twisted around her bare legs. The tank top