Ruled by her Daddies

by Roberts, Laylah

  She squeaked a bit as he set her back down, her hand covering her pussy. He raised an eyebrow. “Gonna be hard to clean you if you’re covering yourself up.”

  “I can do that part.”

  “Well, I want to do it, guess who will win.”

  “Stubborn goat,” she muttered.

  He had to grin at the insult. Someone else might call him a bastard or asshole. Not his girl. He ran his lips down her neck, kissing her soft skin. She smelled like the soap he’d just used and he missed her usual jasmine scent. They’d need to remedy that.

  “Move your hand, Vivi.”

  “I haven’t had a chance to groom down there in a while.”

  “Baby girl, I don’t care.”

  She groaned but moved her hand. He continued to wash her tummy then moved to her feet and legs. Finally, he reached her pussy. He spread her legs wide, cleaning her pussy with gentle wipes of the cloth.

  He heard her breath quicken. Before he could be tempted to do more, he lifted her in his arms and using the mirror, washed her bottom.

  “Aleki,” she squeaked.

  “Hush,” he told her. “This is what I need to do to make sure you’re all right. Wolfe might fuss over your food and safety. Caleb gets to lead the way and lay down the law. I do the things for you that you can’t or don’t need to do for yourself. Like this.”

  He placed her back down and grabbed a towel to dry her. Then he rested his hands on the counter on either side of her. “Now for my reward.”

  “Your reward?” she squeaked.

  “Fuck yes, you don’t think I did this out of the goodness of my heart, do you?” He winked at her.

  She rolled her eyes.

  “I can’t wait to taste you. To touch every inch. When I can, I’m going to spread you out on my bed and eat you for hours. I want to relearn every curve, to hear all those cute sounds you make when you come. But I know you’re not feeling up to that yet so just let me just kiss you. Nothing more, I promise.”

  “Won’t the others get jealous? You, in here with me, like this?”

  “If they do, that’s their problem, not yours. We decided a while ago this is what we wanted and we also worked out what we would do if there was ever any jealousy. You know Wolfe likes everything written down. Schedules. Lists. We have it sorted. You don’t have to worry.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I know it seems odd. But even eight years ago, they wanted you. Only back then, I wasn’t ready to share. Now, I know it’s what I want. Caleb, Wolfe, and I are family. And you, you’re gonna be at the heart of our family. The center. Nothing works without the heart, Vivi.”

  Those tears dripped down her face. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

  “Hey, I once told you that you tasted better than Tim-Tams. That’s even higher praise.”

  She giggled. God, he loved that sound. Made him go fucking hard. Well, harder than he already was.

  “Just relax.”

  Leaning in, he kissed her. She felt so good. Soon, he forgot where they were. Or that he was supposed to be going easy on her. When he drew back, his heart was racing and his cock was pressing tightly against his pants. “Damn, baby. You’re potent. Christ, let’s get you dressed before I take things too far.”

  “I wouldn’t object.”

  He grinned. “Once you’re a hundred percent, we’ll spend all fucking day in bed.”

  “Promise?”

  “Promise.”

  19

  Vivi’s cheeks heated as Aleki carried her out into the main part of the plane. She was still feeling embarrassed by her illness. It was weird. She felt fine now. Well, tired and a bit queasy but that could be because of her empty tummy.

  Caleb looked up from where he was working on his laptop. His gaze roamed over her. Aleki had dressed her in a pair of new panties and a bra that actually fit as well as a blue and white striped dress that had a cut-out in the back. It was gorgeous and felt expensive.

  When she’d asked Aleki where the clothes had come from, he’d shrugged and told her Wolfe.

  “That took a while,” Caleb drawled, but his lips twitched. “We’re landing in about two hours. I had to stop Wolfe from barging in and hurrying you up.”

  “Good things take time.” Aleki winked at her as he set her in a seat.

  She blushed. “Sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry,” Caleb told her. “We’ll all be getting our time with you alone.”

  “Nothing happened,” Aleki informed him. “She’s still too weak and recovering from her tummy issues.”

  Caleb nodded as her blush deepened. They spoke so matter-of-factly as if it was no big deal to discuss what she and Aleki had or hadn’t done.

  “Although I really wanted to sneak a little taste,” Aleki said.

  “A taste of what?” Wolfe asked, walking in with a glass of something white.

  “Vivi’s pussy,” Aleki said as he sat in the seat next to Caleb on the aisle.

  She gaped at him. “Aleki!”

  “What?”

  “You can’t just say that.”

  “Why not? It’s the truth. I really wanted to lick you until you screamed. Wolfe always likes the truth. Less chance of miscommunication.”

  “Communication is very important in a relationship, but especially a polyamorous one,” Wolfe lectured as he sat next to her.

  “Wouldn’t do for, say, Wolfe to deny you permission to do something then have you turn around and ask Aleki, and he says yes,” Caleb told her.

  Permission? What the heck did that mean?

  “Ooh, that’s her ‘you’re about to catch hell’ face,” Aleki warned Caleb. “You’ve done it now.”

  “Playing us off on one another like that wouldn’t be allowed,” Wolfe said seriously. “You’d get a spanking for that.”

  “I think I’m too tired for this conversation.”

  Wolfe frowned. “You just slept for ten hours.”

  “Ten hours? I couldn’t have.”

  “You did. I noted the times in your chart.”

  “My chart?”

  “Uh-huh. I have a chart for your sleep, your food and water intake, and also for your behavior. Here, drink this.”

  “No, thank you,” she replied politely.

  “You need to drink this. You haven’t eaten much and you were ill. You’re likely dehydrated.”

  “What is it?”

  “A protein drink.”

  She wrinkled her nose. “Those things usually taste disgusting. What flavor is it?”

  “Vanilla.”

  “Urgh, vanilla,” Aleki said. “The nothing flavor. What’s even the point of vanilla?”

  “You’re not helping, man,” Caleb said. “Jelly bean, Wolfe is right. You were already weak before you were struck by that tummy bug. This will be easy on your tummy and we can feed you something more if you feel up to it later.”

  She sighed. “It would be better with some sprinkles and maybe one of those little umbrellas.”

  Wolfe pulled out that notebook he’d been writing in a lot. “I’ll add umbrellas to the list.”

  “List?” She took a sip.

  “Of things you need.”

  “I don’t need anything,” she said quickly.

  “Yes, you do. You need some different flavored protein shakes for a start.”

  “Get raspberry if they have that flavor,” Aleki told him.

  “Good thought. I’ll check. You also need more clothing. I only managed to get you around five clothing changes. You’ll need considerably more. Along with toiletries. Shoes. Any preferences for your Little?”

  “I, uhh, I don’t know. I. . .”

  Wolfe didn’t look up. “I’ll make a selection.”

  She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know what kind of selection he was making.

  “You guys shouldn’t spend all this money on me.”

  “We have plenty,” Wolfe countered.

  It still didn’t make it right.

  “What Wolfe is saying is t
hat we’re paid well and our expenses are small, well, except for Aleki’s Tim-Tam habit. Those cost a fortune to ship over.” Caleb winked at her.

  “Well worth it, though.” The big man rubbed his tummy.

  “You’ll also need a new vibrator. Are there any other sex toys you’d like?” Wolfe asked.

  “Umm, no, I’m good,” she squeaked out.

  “Sure? Clit tickler? One of those eggs that goes up inside you? Some special bath toys?” Wolfe asked her.

  “Why don’t you get a few things, man?” Aleki suggested. “We’ll put them to good use.”

  “Oh God.” She put her hands over her face in mortification. Just swallow me up, Lord. Please.

  “And lube, lots of lube,” Aleki added. “Butt plugs, too.”

  “Aleki!”

  “What? I’ve got to prepare you properly.”

  “Handcuffs,” Caleb said. “And a spreader bar.”

  She moved her hands to glare at him. Out of all of them, she thought he would be on her side. He grinned back at her. “What? You’re not the only one who wants toys.”

  She groaned.

  “Sip your drink, Genevieve, or I’ll have to make a note on your behavior chart,” Wolfe warned.

  Turning, she aimed her glare at him. He raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly down at her drink. Huffing out a breath, she took a few more sips. Somehow, she thought Wolfe would be as analytical and precise in his discipline as everything else. Which might not bode well for her bottom.

  She squirmed in her seat at the idea of going over his knee. It both intrigued and horrified her.

  Urgh. This was madness.

  “I’ll order all this when we’re home,” Wolfe told them.

  She still didn’t like the idea of all that money spent on her.

  “Remember, we’re a family,” Aleki told her. “What’s ours is yours. I know it can be tough to get your head around, but this is the way it works. We pool everything together.”

  “I have nothing to offer, though.”

  “Everything you have to offer is far more important than money,” Caleb told her. He leaned forward to take her hands in his. His hands were warm, calloused and she shivered at the idea of him running them over her body. He smiled as though he could sense her thoughts. “What you bring us is invaluable. It can’t be measured.”

  “What’s that?”

  “Happiness,” he told her. “And you can’t put a price on it, okay?”

  “Well, some people can,” Wolfe said. “If a Ferrari makes you happy then you know the price of your happiness, yeah?”

  “Yes, but this is a different sort of happiness,” Caleb said.

  Wolfe seemed to think that over then he looked at her. “Hmm. Yes. More risk. More reward.”

  “Exactly.” Caleb gave her a satisfied look. Like a King who’d battled and won.

  And it finally sank in. She wasn’t leaving them. Ever again. Something settled. She’d fight to stay with them this time. And they’d fight to keep her.

  Maybe. Just maybe she could get that happy-ever-after.

  20

  “Is this really necessary, Wolfe?” she said with exasperation.

  “It’s sunny out.”

  “Well, I figured since it’s the desert.”

  “I don’t want you getting sunburned,” he explained.

  “With the amount of sunscreen you’ve plastered on me, there’s no chance of that. But there’s every chance I’ll be mistaken for a giant marshmallow.”

  “Yum, marshmallow.” Aleki watched her with wicked eyes. She shivered.

  I can’t wait to taste you. To relearn every inch. When I can, I’m going to spread you out on my bed and eat you for hours.

  Lord. Help her.

  Wolfe finally finished plastering sunscreen on her. “There, that’s good.”

  She looked down at her skin. Only she couldn’t see her skin. Because she was covered in greasy, white sunscreen.

  Jeez Louise.

  She started to push herself out of the seat. “Where are you going?” Wolfe asked.

  “To wash my hands before we land.”

  “We’re getting close to the descent. You need to belt up.”

  She sighed then jolted as she heard something smash in the kitchen.

  Aleki glanced over. “I’ll go find out what that was.”

  Wolfe belted her in and sat beside her. When Aleki returned, he shrugged. “Marilyn is in a state over something. She’s muttering about a missing bowl. But when I offered to help her, she snapped at me.”

  She couldn’t drudge up a lot of sympathy for the other woman. She’d always hated take-off and landing. She wished she could hug Piggles, but she’d had Aleki put him away earlier.

  “You okay, jelly bean?” Caleb asked, setting his laptop aside.

  She smiled tightly and nodded.

  “Feeling scared?” Aleki asked. “You used to bend my hand in half when we flew together.”

  Considering the size of his paws, that was an exaggeration.

  “Wolfe, hold her hand.”

  Wolfe froze and looked from Caleb, who had issued the order, to her. She doubted Wolfe had ever held anyone’s hand. Maybe as a child. But then, it was hard to imagine Wolfe as a child.

  “It’s okay,” she said quietly, not wanting him to feel pressured. “I’m fine.”

  She really wasn’t.

  “Wolfe, swap places with me,” Aleki suggested. “You want me to grab Piggles, baby?”

  “No. No, really, I’m fine. We’re nearly down.” And she was trembling. She hated being a coward. “I’m a big girl, I don’t need anyone to hold my hand or a soft toy to hug.”

  “You’re our baby. And whatever you need, you’ll get. Doesn’t matter what it is, understand?” Caleb said in a low voice as he dug something out of his pocket. “Wolfe, swap with Aleki. I can see her trembling from here.”

  They switched places and instantly, Aleki had his arm around her, his other hand was holding hers. He leaned in and sang her several silly songs until she found herself giggling.

  Wolfe watched them intently. She hoped he didn’t feel bad that he couldn’t help her. Wolfe wasn’t a touchy-feely guy. He showed his affection in other ways. She accepted that about him.

  Caleb tore open a packet of black jelly beans and handed her one. She smiled at him in thanks.

  “Why don’t you want Piggles?”

  She shrugged at Aleki’s question.

  “A shrug isn’t an answer, baby girl,” Aleki said in a low voice. “Tell me. Are you embarrassed to hold him in front of us?”

  Surprisingly not.

  “Not in front of you.”

  He looked around to where Marilyn sat. “She say something to you?”

  She glanced down and he reached for her chin, tilting her face up. “Vivi?”

  “It was just a look she gave me. It’s not normal, right? To sleep with a soft toy. To carry one around.”

  “Who gets to say what’s normal,” Caleb said with a frown. “And you’d be surprised by how many adults have soft toys or comfort items. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

  It was easy to say, but she still felt kind of bad about her needs.

  The plane landed without even a bump and she finally felt her tummy settle. Aleki undid both of their belts while Wolfe and Caleb got up and started packing their stuff then Aleki lifted her into his arms cradling her.

  She both loved and hated being carried everywhere. Loved it because she got to be so close to them. But hated it because she felt like a burden.

  Wolfe placed a large hat on her head. She sighed, knowing it was senseless to protest.

  “Tell me the truth,” she said to Aleki. “Do I really look like a giant marshmallow?”

  He glanced down at her, his eyes dancing. “Nope, you’re not nearly squishy enough to be a marshmallow. You’re more like a candy cane with all the color sucked off. Yum.”

  Lord. Help. Her.

  * * *

  “This
place is gorgeous.”

  She wasn’t sure what she was expecting. But this wasn’t it.

  All of the buildings were white. Some of them had domed ceilings with gold edgings. Everything was so pristine and clean.

  “How big is the city?”

  “Not huge,” Caleb told her. “Around a hundred thousand people live in the city. There’re only about half a million people who live in the whole country. Jescato, where we live, is the capital, and is flanked by the ocean on one side and the desert on the other. Some people live in villages further out in the desert. And there are other settlements along the coast. Escana is rich in natural resources. We don’t have tourism. People have to have a special visa to visit.”

  She gasped as they pulled up outside a wrought iron gate guarded by armed men. But that wasn’t what made her gasp. It was the sight of the palace beyond. It was enormous. White like all the other buildings but sprawling. There were arches all along the front and steps that ran along the front of the wide, huge verandah. It had to be several levels tall and at the very top, dominating the skyline, was a large dome.

  “Welcome to the palace,” Aleki told her. “Quite a sight, huh?”

  “Breathtaking.”

  Their driver, who’d been introduced as Ryall, was talking to the guards. Caleb lowered the window and a blond-haired, tanned man looked in.

  “Hey there, boys. You’re back. And you picked yourself up a little lady. Hello there, darlin’. I’m Huxley Coalson the third, at your service.” He had a Texan drawl that she really hadn’t expected.

  “Hello, Huxley. I’m Vivi.”

  “Call me Hux. Well, Vivi, don’t know what you’re doing with these assholes, but whenever you get sick of their ugly mugs, you just come find me.”

  Wolfe let out this nasty-sounding snarl which had her turning to him in shock. She’d never heard Wolfe make a noise like that. “Ours.”

  Hux’s eyes widened. “So the Wolfe can experience emotions? I thought you were as cold as a statue, man.”

  Immediately she bristled. Of course Wolfe felt things. He’d just protected himself from being hurt by not letting himself feel too much.