Kept by Granddaddy and Daddy

MFM father/daughter/granddaughter incest. Between a father’s love and a grandfather’s obsession, I found my place–bred and owned.

The final installment in the scorching, taboo series “Granddaddy’s Kinky Little Slut,” pushing the boundaries of forbidden lust and love.

I’m kept—utterly and completely. Two generations of dominant, alpha males have claimed me, and I’m trapped in their web of obsessive love and relentless desire.

My grandfather and father know my secret: I’m carrying their child. But the fear of what comes next has me trembling… because I crave their rough touches, their hungry demands, their all-consuming love.

They’ve been watching me, waiting for the moment to confront me about my pregnancy. I’m theirs to fill and to use. But as they push me past every limit, I realize just how deeply I need them to want me—all of me, and not just this baby.

Word count: 5000. All characters are 18+
The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

They don’t give me a second to think. The moment our clothes hit the floor, I’m pinned to the bed, my back pressed against cool sheets, my skin flushed and I’m trembling. My chest tightens with too many feelings to name—excitement, and a hunger that claws at me from the inside out.

Their hands are everywhere, relentless, claiming every inch of me like they’re starved for it. Ethan’s mouth trails over my br3ast, his tongue teasing my aching n*pple while I cry out from the pleasurable pain. It’s sensitive, yet feels so f*cking good. Lucas kisses down my stomach, his breath hot against my skin until he’s lingering above my pu$$y.

“I’m going to t*ste my greedy little granddaughter and make her c*me,” Lucas rasps, his voice hungry and possessive.

My dad chimes in. “You’ve been a bad girl, trying to keep your pregnancy a secret. Do you think we’ll forgive you just because you’re so f*cking perfect?” He’s teasing, but his voice is strained, like he’s barely holding himself together. He pulls at my n*pples until I’m writhing in pleasure.

“I needed you to be desperate for me,” I admit, breathless. “I love how wild you are when you think you still need to br33d me.”

Ethan’s eyes darken, something wicked flaring in them. “Oh, babygirl,” he murmurs. “We’re never going to stop needing to fill you.”

Lucas’s response is to lower his mouth to my pu$$y. He spreads me open with his fingers and devours me. It’s like he can’t wait another second to t*ste his granddaughter.

I whimper as he swirls the tip of his tongue around my cl*t and then flattens his tongue to drag it up and down my f*lds. He’s lapping at me like my pleasure is the only thing in the world that matters—like I’m the only thing that matters to him. Maybe I am. Maybe I always have been.

My dad kisses me deeply, his mouth hard and hungry against mine as Lucas ruins me with his tongue. Lucas curls his fingers inside me, finding that spot that makes my vision sparkle in pleasure along the edges. I’m trembling, overwhelmed by the hunger, the sheer, unrelenting way they adore me.

“I love the way you t*ste,” Lucas groans against my pu$$y, his words vibrating through my cl*t. “The way you respond to us.”

And then Ethan’s mouth pulls away from mine, his voice dipping lower, teasing and filthy all at once. “You know,” he murmurs. “Now that you’re carrying our child, I can fuck your a$$ all I want.”