All Yours
“Tonight, little one, if you are ready… we want to make you fully ours. In every way.”
Grant stepped closer, hand resting on her waist.
“All three of us. Together. Sharing you. Claiming you.”
Marcus from behind, lips at her ear.
“Your virginity is the most precious gift. We will cherish it. Worship it. Make it perfect for you.”
Her heart pounded so hard she felt it in her throat.
Tears pricked—happy, overwhelmed.
“I am ready,” she whispered. “I want all my Daddies. Inside me. Together.”
Three sharp intakes of breath.