Page 17 of Primal

Poppy laughed at something on the screen, and Mason looked at her, his hand sliding farther up her leg. She didn’t quite stiffen, but her breath hitched before she focused back on the movie. Mason’s eyes lingered on her face, and I saw it. There was hunger in his eyes, just like I was feeling for her.

I wasn’t the only one hot for Poppy. Mason wanted her too.

I let out a rough exhale as I waited for the anger to come at this realization, but it didn’t. Instead, the most unexpected, disturbing thought came to mind. IwantedMason and Poppy to be together. Despite my complicated past with Mason, the idea of him fucking her was the most erotic thing I could have ever imagined.

But I wanted to watch. Then, I wanted to participate.

My hand shook with the urge to place my hand on her other leg, to change this situation to something sexual for all of us. Would Poppy accept my hand on her like she did Mason’s?

I wasn't sure which thought was more unsettling - the possibility that she would welcome the touch of both of us, or the possibility that she wouldn't.

“I’m tired,” I said so suddenly Poppy jumped in surprise. “I’m going to bed.”

Skin hot and mind racing, I popped up off the couch and headed up the stairs. I needed to calm myself the hell down before I begged to watch Mason fuck my sweet daughter or, even worse, tried to take her myself.

Chapter10

Mason

It was difficult, but I forced myself to wait until after midnight before I put the next part of my plan into action. I already knew Joey was out like a light. I’d checked on him right after dinner to make sure. But I wanted to make sure Axel was in bed for the night and Poppy was asleep.

It was necessary to make sure I caught her completely by surprise.

Slipping into the room, I closed the door behind me and headed straight for the bathroom. It was pitch black in the room, and that just wouldn’t do. I needed to see Poppy for what I had planned.

So, I opened the bathroom door a crack, and turned on the light. The shaft of light that came into the room fell across Poppy on the right side of the bed. She was lying on her side, facing away from Joey, who was on the edge of the other side of the king-size bed. The large space between them was going to work to my advantage.

Everything was working out perfectly, almost as if this was meant to happen. I crept toward the bed, thankful for the warmth in the room because Poppy was uncovered, her tank top twisted so that her stomach was exposed and the fabric was tight around her breasts.

My mouth watered as I stood there for a long moment, staring. I’d always liked bigger girls, ever since I was younger. There was no fun to be had with a stick figure who felt like she was going to break beneath me. I liked to grab a handful or two when I fucked a woman.

Poppy was perfect for that.

Her lips were already parted in her sleep as she breathed deeply. I had a ball gag in my hands, and I was going to have to be quick as I put it on her. I longed to hear her beg for me, and Joey would definitely sleep through it, but I knew how thin these walls were, and I couldn’t risk Axel overhearing what I was about to do to her.

Taking a deep breath, I move quickly as I slipped the strap of the gag over her head, making sure the red ball was in her mouth as I secured it in place with the buckle at the back of her head. She snapped awake just as I got it on, her brown eyes widening in panic. She reacted faster than I expected, her hands shoving at me as she tried to scream around the intrusion in her mouth.

Grabbing her wrists, I pinned them to the mattress above her head, bringing my body down on top of her. She tried to buck her hips to throw me off, but I was too heavy for that.

She was still trying to yell, her eyes darting around frantically. My blood ran hot at her show of spirit. I did not expect her to have this fire inside of her, but it made me want her that much more.

“Shh, sweetheart. It’s Mason.”

I could tell she was reacting on instinct. The light was behind me so she was fighting against a shadowy figure who’d woken her from a deep sleep.

She stopped fighting against me for a moment, confusion flashing in her eyes.

I smirked. “That’s right,” I said, using my knees to force her legs apart. With my cock pressed against her pussy, I ground myself into her. “I couldn’t resist any longer. I want you so fucking badly.”

Her eyes widened again, and I saw her glance over at Joey’s still form. She was asking a question without saying a word.

“Don’t worry. He won’t wake up. I gave him something to make sure he’ll sleep through the night.”

Her expression shifted to one of fear as she heard my statement, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. There was a part of me that reveled in the darkness and fed off of moments like this.

“You are all mine for the night, sweetheart.” I jerked my head in Joey’s direction. “I know that dickweed here didn’t do it for you last night, and I couldn’t let you go unsatisfied again.”

Slipping my hand under her shirt, I palmed her breasts, and they were so big that even my large hands couldn’t completely encompass them. A shudder ran through me and I buried my face in her neck, licking my way from her shoulder up to her ear. Nipping at her earlobe, I ground myself against her harder. I could feel the heat of her pussy through our clothes, and the urge to sink my cock deep inside was nearly overwhelming.