Triangular Affection

Chapter 23

Nicki's POV

"Ouuu you in trouble.", I said hopping off of Beyoncé.

I already knew she was about to get it because of that picture. I went over to the door and saw an angry red faced Rihanna standing in the doorway.

"Where she at?", she asked putting her hair in a ponytail. I quickly moved to the side.

I saw Bey tryna get away but Rihanna already had her by the throat.

The look Rihanna had in her eyes was pure fury, I had little to worry because Rihanna wouldn't be stupid enough to hit Beyoncé.

"SPEAK!", she yelled knocking me out my thoughts. Rih now two fingers inside of Bey while attempting to hold a conversation with her.

I sat down on the small chair and  watched as Beyoncé was being damn near tortured by Rih.

"You gonna learn to not fucking play with me Giselle.", she said going to the closet getting something.

She came out with a strap on and I knew it was over because it was color coded. From green to red, pale green being the top and cherry red being at the end.

"Munchkin what color?", she asked. I bit my lip and decided to be petty.

"Mustard yellow.", I said. She pulled Bey towards her and spread her legs.

She spit on her clit and fingered it a little before lathering the strap with the juices all over her hand. She went in slow before ramming into her making her scream and scratch at Rihanna's back. They went on for about 30 minutes before I wanted to join.

I walked over to them as Rih talked Beyoncé down from her 4th orgasm.

"My turn.", I said near Rihanna's ear. She smirked and moved out of the way, Beyoncé whined from the lost of touch. She was a sticky mess and I was about to dive in. I flipped her on her back and made her stare at me, she was somewhat surprised to see me but I didn't care.

I touched her leg and she shook under my touch. I let out a dark chuckle and dived in head first.

She immediately went to grip  my hair, but I immediately loosened her grip.

"No touching.", I said inches away from her clit. She groaned but was shut up by Rihanna kissing her with her hand around her throat.

"Please Baby, I'm sorry.", said Beyoncé to Rihanna.

"No touching.", she replied sternly.

Beyoncé began to squirm and try to run from my fingers. "Be good.", I said slapping her thigh.

She whimpered but I just wrapped my tongue around her clit. She came in my mouth and I cleaned up every drop.

I spread her legs and positioned myself over her. The contact we made caused me to gasps.

She looked at me with lust but I was punishing her. Rihanna just watched, she pleasured herself and watched Beyoncé break down into pieces.

I looked back down at Bey and began to move my hips. She wanted my touch.

"Have you learned your lesson?", I asked. She couldn't even talk, hell I barely could.

"Y-yes Z-Zaddy, I'm sorry.", she pleaded.

"Apologize to daddy.", I said hand around her throat.

"I'm sorry Da-Dad—

"Mommy!", yelled a little voice. I heard Rih curse.

I got off of Beyoncé and threw her over my shoulder. "Go handle the kids, I'll handle her.", I said heading to the bathroom.

"Alright, wait.", she said running to us.