Moving a Little Heart

by Breanna Hayse

  "Don't push me." Baylor shoved him back.

  Matt raised his eyebrow and pushed her off the chair. Baylor scrambled to her feet and, without hesitation, grabbed a handful of the hated cauliflower and smashed it in Matt's face.

  Stunned silence filled the room as Matt calmly wiped away the debris. He cleared his throat and stood up, towering over Baylor with an unreadable expression.

  "Matt…" Terry said cautiously.

  "You stepped over the line with that one, kid," Matt said quietly. Before Baylor could dodge him, she was hefted over his shoulder and marched out of the room. The sound of his smacking her rump over her sweats was drowned out by her protests to be put down.

  He walked outside, paused, and dumped her into the icy swimming pool. Then he squatted by the edge as Baylor came up, sputtering.

  "Don't throw food in my face again," he said calmly.

  "Don't shove me."

  "Don't talk back."

  "Don't be an asshole," she retorted.

  "Baylor Anne! Watch your language," Jake scolded, coming up beside Matt and grabbing her wrist. He pulled her out of the cold water and wrapped a towel around her body.

  "Matthew! Get up here now!" Terry shouted.

  "Great." Matt rolled his eyes as he stood. "The old man is pissed at me. Thanks a lot."

  "You started it," Baylor spouted. "I hope he spanks you good and hard."

  "If he does, I owe you one. I'm coming!" Matt yelled back, as Terry called for him a second time.

  "Let's get you inside before you catch your death of cold. What were you thinking?" Jake said as he carried her back to the dining room.

  "Actually," Baylor shivered, glancing at the mess on the floor, "I was thinking we might want to get a dog."

  Jake and Hayden looked at each other and broke into laughter.

  "I have an idea." Jake nudged Hayden. "Since Tweedledum and Tweedledee are going to be making some noise soon, let's go to her place and bathe our baby together."

  "That would be fun." Hayden visibly brightened. "We've never done that with each other."

  "There's a lot of stuff we haven't done together that maybe we should have." Jake wrapped one arm around his brother's shoulders while holding Baylor's wet body next to him.

  The sound of wood striking flesh followed by a yelp from upstairs caught their attention and, laughing, the three hurried next door.

  Jake took Baylor to her room while Hayden put water on to boil. Then he joined them in the large bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. Baylor had been stripped of her wet clothes and wrapped in a large, dry towel, shivering as she waited for the bath to fill.

  "You do know that throwing food in your big brother's face was not very nice, right?" Hayden asked, tweaking her nose.

  "He pushed me. You saw it," Baylor argued, amazed that she still was still maintaining the 'little' mode, especially after Matt had joined in and acted like a teenager.

  "We saw everything that happened. After your bath, you are going to go back and clean everything up, and then you're going to go and apologize to your brother."

  "Do I have to?"

  "Yes, dear," Jake said, running his hand in the water and sitting on the edge of the tub with his back to the wall. "You have to. Go ahead and step in. Be careful."

  Baylor moaned with delight as she sank to her neck under the hot bubbles. "Ahh, this is nice."

  "I'll be back. Don't start anything without me." Hayden winked at Baylor. "I'm going to get the tea."

  "I want hot chocolate!" Baylor yelled.

  "There's nothing to start," Jake called back. "She is getting a hot bath, nothing more."

  "Nothing?" she asked, flicking bubbles at him.

  "Keep the water in the tub. Baylor, stop it," Jake warned as she blew a handful of bubbles into his face.

  "Make me," she giggled, grabbing him around the neck and pulling him backwards over the edge. He landed with a loud splash, spilling water over the edge and onto the bathroom floor.

  "What the…"

  "Don't slip," Baylor laughed, dunking Jake under the suds. His feet were still dangling outside the tub, and he struggled to sit up.

  "Help me out of here," he demanded. "Stop laughing. It's not funny."

  "Yeah, it is. You fell victim to the oldest eight-year-old prank in the book. Good job, Ladybug," Hayden praised, giving Baylor a high five. He hefted Jake out with one arm and handed him a towel.

  "You're wet," he said simply.

  "No shit," Jake grumbled, ignoring the other two as they said 'ooh' about his swearing. "I swear, sometimes it's like having two eight-year-olds with the two of you around. Thanks." He took a sip of the hot tea. "That was very naughty of you, young lady."

  "Daddy Hayden thought it was funny."

  "Daddy Hayden is going to find himself eating dirt the next time we are in the field together."

  "That's not nice," Hayden scolded.

  "Betcha dirt tastes better than cauliflower," Baylor piped up.

  "I really like her like this," Hayden commented, tossing towels onto the floor to mop up the water.

  "That's because you aren't the victim of her pranks. I need to get changed. I'm soaked," Jake said.

  "You could come into the bath with me. There is lots of room. For all of us," Baylor hinted.

  "No, you are having a baby day. Stop trying to seduce me, you little horny toad," Jake insisted. "I'm going to toss these wet clothes in the dryer. Go ahead and wash her hair."

  "Gladly," Hayden happily agreed.

  Baylor closed her eyes as he massaged her scalp, remembering the very first day they'd met. "I'm glad I moved," she said softly. "I took my heart with me and found a safe place to keep it."

  "Are you happy, baby?"

  "Yes. I love you. Really love you."

  "You know, that is the first time you've said that to me," Hayden said softly, rinsing the suds from her hair.

  "Said what?" Jake asked, coming back wrapped in a sheet.

  "I love you, too. So much. I am so lucky to have you. Both of you," Baylor said, kissing Jake's hand. "If I could, I would marry you both," she blurted out, then slapped her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I mean…"

  "One day that could happen, baby. The laws in this country don't allow that yet," Jake said, stroking her face.

  "We would love nothing more than to have you like that, so don't apologize," Hayden added.

  "I know. So sad, huh? Mmm," she cooed as Jake massaged her shoulders. "I don't want to be a little girl right now."

  "Believe me, I don't want you to either," Hayden said. "But it's important for you to get back to that place and stay there. You are too easily distracted."

  "Distracted? Not me," Baylor snickered, turning the hose on him.

  "Baylor!" Jake hollered, jumping out of the way.

  Hayden wrestled the hose from her and turned off the water. "That deserves a spanking."

  "No!" Baylor squeaked, as he pulled her to stand with one hand and briskly smacked her wet, bubble-covered bottom with the other. "OWIE!"

  "Owie is right," Hayden said, walloping her cheeks as she tried to slide from his grip. "Jake? Your turn."

  "I want her over my knee. Hand me that bath brush."

  "No!" Baylor was no longer laughing as she found herself facing the wet floor with her feet still in the tub. The rounded back of the long-handled, wooden brush smacked sharply against her right cheek, causing her to howl. "Not so hard! Ow!"

  "You were a very, very naughty little girl tonight," Jake lectured, smacking the other side. "And naughty little girls get their bottoms spanked."

  "I'm sorry!" Baylor yelped in earnest. The brush against a wet bottom hurt like hell!

  Jake rested the brush against her red cheeks. "How many bad things did she do this evening?"

  "Well," Hayden tapped his finger against his wet face, "she refused to eat her cauliflower."

  "I hate caulifl—oooww!" The brush smacked both cheeks, right and then left, t
hen resumed its position against her skin.

  "She talked back to Uncle Terry," Hayden continued.

  Two more solid smacks accompanied loud shrieking and splashing to escape.

  "She smashed cauliflower in Matt's face."

  "He pushed me! OWOWOWOWOW!"

  "Let's not forget that she called him an asshole," Jake added, smacking her twice more. "Look how red that bottom is turning."

  "Then she pulled you into the tub," Hayden said, stripping off his wet clothes and wrapping a towel around his waist.

  Another two smacks were added to her crimson cheeks.

  "And then she turned the hose on you. What a naughty little girl we have here," Jake said, popping her two more times.

  "I was just playing," Baylor said, her voice choking up as she neared tears.

  A hand replaced the brush. "Yes, and you were warned as to what would happen if you didn't mind your manners, weren't you?" Jake asked, clapping his palm vigorously against the steaming flesh.

  Baylor kicked and pounded her fists. His spanks were not particularly harsh, but against skin that had just been sitting in a hot bath, they felt as though she was being set on fire.

  Jake stopped before real crying began, and slid her back into the bathtub. "Gimme your clothes. I'll throw them in with mine," he said. Then, to Hayden, "Keep an eye on her, and if she acts up again, use the bath brush."

  Hayden shook his head at the pouting girl. "You knew you would be spanked. Is that why you did it?"

  "No. I was just being spontaneous."

  "Well, love of mine, spontaneity at this level will likely earn you a real spanking. Play or not, just know that there are consequences if you go too far."

  "You never let anyone have any fun," she said.

  "What do you mean? I'm having tons of fun. I love watching you get spanked. Even more than doing it myself." Hayden grinned.

  "That's not fun."

  "No moping, or you're going to go to bed early. Jake!"

  "What?" Jake called back from across the house.

  "She's sleeping over tonight. Grab some of her clothes."

  "Okay."

  Baylor covered her ears with her hands. "You guys yell too loud. Why couldn't you wait until he came back?"

  "Sorry. We're used to shouting across the house to each other. We always have done that, even as kids. Mum used to accuse us of being uncivilized. We drove her nuts, especially when Dad joined in."

  "What's he like? Jake's dad?" Baylor rested her chin on the tub.

  "He's the best. He took me in like I was his own kid. He taught me how to shoot, ride a motorcycle, and cook. The only thing we never agreed upon was our lifestyle. He not only disapproved of the polygamous relationship, but he also detested our wife," Hayden said.

  "But he's your dad. Didn't he want you to be happy?"

  "That is his greatest desire," Jake said, joining the conversation. "He and Mom had a beautiful relationship, but it ended too soon. He was right about the ex. He said that she was selfish, immature, and a gold digger."

  "He predicted that the marriage would fail—and why," Hayden added.

  "Does he know about me?" Silence answered her question. Baylor tried not to feel the hurt that shot through her. "I guess it would be too soon in our relationship to spring that on him, huh?"

  "No, it's not that," Hayden said gently. "He was so angry with how Amy had left, and the selfishness she displayed. She had actually called him, and told him everything we were into—with the hope of causing us trouble in our relationship with him. She wanted the final word and tried to hurt us by using him. If he knew that we were considering the same arrangement again, after all that, it would put him through unnecessary worry. We're his kids, and when we are hurting, so is he."

  "He sounds like a great dad," Baylor said softly. "You're lucky you had him."

  "We sure are. We need to protect his heart just like he wants to protect ours."

  "I get it. I'm starting to become pruney. Can I get out, please?"

  "Sure, sweetheart," Jake said, lifting her out and wrapping the towel around her body. He began to pat her down, then glanced at Hayden. "You blow-dry her hair, and I'll put lotion on her."

  "Sounds good, bro."

  Baylor felt like a princess with two manservants waiting upon her. Hayden brushed her hair with long, even strokes; the dryer breathing hot air over her neck and shoulders. Jake warmed lightly scented Shea butter in his hands before rubbing it firmly into the lengths of her arms. He then moved to her legs, starting at her feet.

  "You give great massages, Daddy," she praised.

  "While he's down there, I will start up here," Hayden proclaimed, rubbing the moisturizer into her shoulders and back.

  "I'm in heaven," Baylor purred. "You know, if you wanted to do some special kissing, I would not be opposed."

  "Is she really asking me to go down on her?" Jake asked Hayden with a grin.

  "I don't think she quite has the idea of how a Little is supposed to act yet. What are you doing?"

  "Sorry. I can't resist this sweetness. I need my Big girl tonight," Jake admitted, parting Baylor's thighs and nuzzling the soft flesh between them.

  "Good, because neither can I," Hayden said, resting his head upon her shoulder and fondling her stomach before his hand crept up to tease her nipples. He pulled her backwards, covering her mouth with his as Jake grazed his teeth across her hips and down towards her quaking pussy. Baylor's wrists were held firmly over her head as Hayden wrapped his lips over her tightly crinkled mounds, arching her back as her breasts were invited to join the sensual seduction. Her knees were spread wide apart and Jake nestled between her thighs, nipping the delicate skin with gentle bites.

  Baylor sighed blissfully as the two worked over her body to bring her pleasure, igniting each nerve to tingling expectation of what was to come. She opened her eyes to gaze at the tip of Jake's bulbous cock. It glistened with excitement and was aimed at her wanting slit.

  "Please… now… hard," she pleaded.

  Lustily, Jake slid the tip of his rigid pole just past her entrance, teasing her with his presence. She bucked, trying desperately to encourage him to skewer her, to fill her with his unyielding strength. Still, he teased, only inserting the head and then removing it to fondle her clit once again.

  "You sadistic bastard! NOW!" she growled, her back pinned to the mattress as her mouth and neck were covered by Hayden's hot bites and caresses.

  With a menacing laugh, Jake obliged, lunging deep within her tightness and hearing her cry out in pleasure and pain. He paused as her body settled around him, fitting his shaft snugly within her quivering sheath. Baylor arched her back and he withdrew, slowly and deliberately, before plunging into her once again. He told her how he loved the sound of her gasp as he entered her, and that the surprise and the exhilaration evident in that tiny, sharp breath urged him to go deeper. He lunged deeply and slowly withdrew, making certain to leave her begging him to thrust harder each time he pulled away.

  She whimpered as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and again sank deeply into her body. He smacked her rump sharply, delighting in the excited squeak that escaped her lips.

  "You like that, don't you?" he asked, smacking her again as he speared her vigorously. "You like being spanked when I'm inside you."

  Baylor could only groan, the guttural sounds coming from her throat her only means of acknowledgement as he landed another hot, hard slap to her bottom before he plunged again.

  "I want you as well," Hayden whispered in her ear. "Turn her over."

  Jake removed himself from her body and positioned her on her hands and knees before entering her again.

  Hayden scooted underneath Baylor, positioning her between his thighs, with his swaying cock under her mouth. She sighed happily as she wrapped her lips around it, and fervently began to lick and drink in his delicious sweetness. She was again brought to a place of enlightenment when she realized how pleasurable this act was with him. Never before had any
thing tasted so wonderful!

  Filled close to bursting in both her mouth and her hot, wet vent, she groaned, dizzy with unsettling sensation that left her teetering on a tightrope of consciousness. She felt Jake's building, his body hardening as he neared climax, bringing her to the edge as well. Hayden, too, began to swell in her mouth, his cock trembling as it grew close to spending. A high pitched cry crept from her throat as her body was joined with her two lovers in an explosion of elation as her mouth and pussy were filled with the salty-sweet ambrosia of their love.

  Baylor, overwhelmed by the extreme intensity of her own pleasure, sank limply into the mattress and savored the delight of the final twitches before the two men slipped from her body. Satiated, she regained her breath as she drifted into a deep, exhausted sleep… entwined in the safety and warmth of their arms.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Baylor woke in the middle of the night to find both Jake and Hayden on either side of her in the small bed. They had their arms slung possessively over her torso, a leg locked on top of her own, and their chests snuggled quite closely to her sides. Despite the heat of their bodies, she shivered.

  "Daddies?" she whispered gently, rousing them both. "I don't feel good."

  "Are you sick, honey?" Jake murmured, snuggling her closer.

  "She's burning up," Hayden said, placing his hand on her forehead. He slowly sat up. "I'll go and get the thermometer and some Tylenol."

  "Do we need to wake Terry?" Jake pressed his lips to Baylor's cheek. "She is terribly warm."

  "Nah, we can take care of her right now. Stay in bed, Ladybug."

  "I'm sorry," Baylor said sadly. "I know you really wanted this baby day thing."

  "There's nothing to be sorry about. In fact, this will be a perfect way for us to really show you how a little girl is taken care of when she's sick," Hayden said sweetly. "I'll be right back."

  Baylor had her cheek resting on Jake's thigh when Hayden returned. He placed his items on the nightstand and climbed back into the bed with her.

  "I brought you some ginger ale. Sip."

  "Thanks." Baylor sat up. "Don't look so worried. It's just a little chill," she said to Jake.

  "Daddy Jake doesn't handle illness well. It's not his forte. Just pet her," Hayden said to his brother.