Ruled by her Daddies

by Roberts, Laylah

  Okay, who was this Aleki, and where had her fun-loving giant gone?

  But then he winked at her. “Make sure you do it on the bare. That’s how all naughty Little girls should be spanked.”

  That ass!

  She glared up at him.

  “Do you have to watch?” she asked Aleki.

  “Yep. Have to make sure Wolfe does it right. This will be his first spanking.”

  She looked up at Wolfe in surprise. But then, that made sense didn’t it? He’d never really been part of the lifestyle. Caleb said he observed but didn’t participate. He wasn’t one for unnecessary touch.

  And yet last night he’d slept holding her pinkie in order to comfort her.

  Warmth filled her. She knew that Wolfe would likely never tell her what he felt for her. But he demonstrated it in other ways.

  “Would you rather have Aleki do it?”

  “No,” she whispered, shooting Aleki an apologetic look. He just shrugged as though to tell her he wasn’t insulted. “I want you to do it. I want our first one to be together.”

  His face softened. And a moment was built between them. Something that was unbreakable and special.

  And all over a damn spanking. Sheesh.

  Reaching over, he grasped the top of her shorts and slowly pulled them down her legs until they rested around her feet. Then he did the same with her panties until she was bare-assed and feeling completely awkward.

  Before she could try to wheedle her way out of this, he lifted her in the air and placed her over his lap.

  “I’ll take these,” Aleki said, drawing the shorts and panties carefully over her feet.

  “I think we should talk about this some more,” she said hastily. “I’ve changed my mind. Maybe those lines won’t be so—”

  Smack! Smack!

  She froze as two smacks landed on her ass in quick succession. Holy. Shit.

  “Aleki is right. You need this. Otherwise, you’ll worry and make yourself sick.”

  Smack! Smack!

  Ouch. Ouchie.

  “We’re meant to keep you from stressing.”

  Smack! Smack!

  Jeez Louise. For a man who hadn’t spanked anyone before he sure seemed to know what he was doing. Her ass was already heated. Stinging.

  “And this will help?” she squealed, starting to kick her feet. Drat. That was probably a bad idea as her sore foot complained.

  “Aleki,” Wolfe said.

  Her legs were grabbed by big warm hands around her calves. “Sorry, baby girl. Can’t have you hurting yourself.”

  “Wolfie is hurting me.”

  “Were you naughty?” Wolfe asked.

  Smack! Smack!

  How much longer was this going to go on for? How was she going to manage to sit on her poor abused bottom?

  “Y-yes,” she replied.

  Smack! Smack!

  “When you break the rules, there are consequences.” Wolfe rubbed her bottom gently and she thought that might be it.

  Smack! Smack!

  Urgh. That jerk was just lolling her into a false sense of security. Then wham! He slapped his hand down again.

  “You need to know we’ll do what we say,” Aleki added. “It will make you feel more secure.”

  More secure? All it did was hurt her bottom.

  Smack! Smack!

  “And afterward the guilt will be gone.”

  She hadn’t felt guilty! Well, maybe a tiny bit. She shouldn’t have been running or hiding from Wolfe when he was only trying to help her.

  Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

  Tears tracked down her face. Aleki let go of her legs and Wolfe rubbed her bottom.

  “What now?” Wolfe asked.

  “You have to cuddle her, man. Tell her everything is forgiven.”

  There was silence.

  “It’s all right, I’m okay,” she said, sniffling. She didn’t want Wolfe to feel awkward. Or like he had to do something he didn’t want to.

  Wolfe carefully lifted her so she was sitting on his lap, facing him, her legs down either side of his lap.

  “Can you get us a tissue?” he asked Aleki.

  Aleki studied her for a moment then ran his hand down her back. “Okay, Vivi?”

  “Yeah.” She sniffled.

  Wolfe placed a hand on her back, patting her awkwardly. “I’m not good at this part. The comforting afterward.”

  “I’m fine.”

  He shook his head. “Aftercare is important. It lets you know that all is forgiven. It is given to ensure you know you are cared for. I have to try.”

  Aleki returned and handed Wolfe the tissue instead of her. She reached for it but he drew it back. “No, I will do this.”

  He wiped her face gently then held the tissue to her nose. “Blow.”

  “Wolfe—”

  “Blow.”

  She blew her nose.

  “You don’t have to cuddle to show you care,” she whispered. “You do it all the time.”

  He frowned. “I do?”

  She nodded. “When you fuss over what I’m eating or whether I’m taking my vitamin or looking after myself. Holding my pinkie all night because you know touch helps keep the nightmares away. Or washing my hair because you know I can’t.”

  “I like washing your hair. And brushing it.” He’d dried it with the hairdryer before brushing it out and braiding it. She actually hadn’t felt that cared for in a long, long time.

  So yeah, she knew.

  “Maybe I could give you a hug. Just a quick one,” she whispered.

  “All right,” he agreed. She leaned in and hugged him really quickly, wrapping her arms around his neck while he awkwardly patted her back.

  It was short. But it was enough.

  “I’m sorry I was naughty, Wolfie,” she said, leaning back. Her bottom throbbed but it definitely wasn’t unbearable. She had a feeling he’d been careful with her.

  “No more running or I’ll go back to carrying you everywhere. And no skipping vitamins or trying to get Aleki on your side. That’s not how this works.”

  That was actually what she felt the worst about.

  “I’m sorry. I’ll try not to do that. I’m learning. This is kind of a lot.”

  “Tell me about it.”

  She stared at him for a moment then started giggling. His face softened and he brushed a strand of hair back off her face. “From now on, I do your hair.”

  “All the time?”

  “Yes. I enjoy it. It’s relaxing.”

  She softened. “All right. I can deal with that.”

  “Now, how is your arm?” he asked briskly. “Is it hurting? Do you need painkillers? I need to make you a protein drink.” She let him dress her again as he muttered about her care and health.

  Yeah, cuddles were important. But she could wait until he was comfortable with that level of intimacy.

  Even if it took forever.

  She looked around for Aleki, expecting to see him back in the kitchen. She frowned when she saw he’d disappeared. She was worried about him. Something felt off. Plus, she felt like she wasn’t getting as much time with him as she was with Caleb and Wolfe.

  She needed to rectify that.

  29

  Vivi stood outside Caleb’s office door. She’d thought they weren’t meant to work while they got to know each other. But she guessed he had things he had to attend to.

  She didn’t want to interrupt him if he was doing something important. She bit her lip worriedly. It wasn’t like she couldn’t wait.

  After her spanking, Wolfe had made her a protein drink and a snack, which she’d done her best to eat, before he’d gone off to adjust something on her schedule.

  He was nuts. But it seemed she kind of liked crazy.

  But she was concerned about Aleki, and when she was worried or unsure about something there was always one person that made her feel better.

  The door opened suddenly and she gasped, jumping. Ouch. That didn’t help her sore foot.

&n
bsp; “Shit, baby, you okay? I didn’t mean to scare you.” Caleb reached for her, holding her steady.

  “Ahh, yeah, you just caught me by surprise. Sorry. Don’t tell Wolfe I did that!”

  Caleb shook his head. “You should know better than that.”

  She groaned. “Do you really tell each other everything?”

  His eyes twinkled. “How’s your bottom?”

  She covered her face in her hands. She guessed that answered that question. But jeez, how did he find out so quickly? That had only been an hour ago.

  “Come in.”

  “I don’t want to interrupt anything important.”

  He wrapped his hand around hers, and slowly led her into his office. It had dark wood shelves and an enormous desk that faced double doors leading to the swimming pool.

  Urgh. She didn’t even like looking at the swimming pool.

  There were two comfy looking armchairs on this side of the desk. She wondered how often the three of them had meetings together in here. And if they talked about her.

  Maybe it was best if she didn’t know that.

  “Nothing is more important than you.”

  She blushed as he directed her to sit on a chair, drawing it out and around. She sighed and looked at the chair. While her bottom wasn’t that sore, she wasn’t sure she wanted to sit.

  With a knowing look, he pointed at the chair again. “Part of the punishment is sitting on a sore bottom afterward.”

  “Well, that just seems mean.” But she perched gingerly.

  He grabbed the other chair and turned it to face her.

  “And to answer your earlier question, we tell each other everything about you. Your care is our priority.”

  Caleb reached out and grabbed her hand between his, massaging it.

  Oh, that felt so good.

  “You’ve got the toughest job of the four of us, you know,” he told her. “That’s why it’s up to us to look after you carefully.”

  “How do I have the toughest job?”

  “Because there’s three of us and one of you. We need to make sure that you don’t get burned out or stressed, trying to deal with three rather different personalities. How are you doing?”

  “Wolfe told me about his childhood,” she blurted out.

  Caleb blinked, looking shocked. “He did?”

  “Uh-huh. He told me how his parents died and his family kept passing him on when he became too much or they no longer wanted him.”

  Caleb nodded. “It’s left him with abandonment issues. He has problem trusting people, letting them in. It doesn’t help that he also has problems dealing with people, especially in social settings where you have to read non-verbal cues.”

  “I think he’s amazing. That he grew up like that, yet he still managed to form such a close relationship with the two of you.”

  “He is amazing. Smart. Loyal. And he can also be a royal pain in the ass.”

  “He held my pinkie all night, because he knew I needed it.”

  Caleb gave her a thoughtful look. “Did he? I was surprised when he said that he wanted to sleep with you. That was a big step. He’s trying to give you what you need. Are you getting overwhelmed? Are we suffocating you?”

  She shook her head. “No. I thought it might feel like that after being on my own so much these past few years, but the truth is I like having you all around. Actually, I was kind of wondering about spending time one-on-one with each of you.”

  “Yeah?” Happiness filled his face.

  “Yeah. Aleki. . .” She bit her lip.

  “What about Aleki?”

  “Sometimes I get the feeling he’s holding something back from me. I catch him staring intently at me then when he sees me looking, he’ll smile and act like nothing is wrong.”

  “Aleki is good at hiding his feelings behind his humor, but we both know he feels things deeply.” He reached out and picked her up, holding her on his lap. “We’re not doing the best job of looking after you, are we?”

  “Yes, you are,” she defended. “Living here is the safest I’ve felt in, well, years.”

  “But we’re supposed to be keeping your stress levels low.”

  “You can’t eliminate all stress.”

  “Well, I think that one-on-one time is a great idea. It’s time we started taking you out on dates.”

  “What if the others don’t want to?” she asked, feeling hesitant now.

  “They might be dominant to you, but I’m the head of this household. What I say goes.”

  “Ooh, so commanding.”

  “And you love it,” he told her, staring down at her intently. He leaned in to kiss her, his lips taking her softly then more firmly. She fell into the kiss. He surrounded her. Her safe place in the storm.

  Somehow, he always seemed to sense what she needed. Even before she knew. And whatever she required, he provided.

  Hell, he’d sensed that she needed him from halfway across the world.

  Drawing back, he stared down at her. “Hard to believe you’re real. That you’re here.”

  “I know,” she whispered.

  He smiled, lightening the mood. “This means I get to take you out as well.”

  A date with Caleb? That was something to make her nervous and excited. He ran a finger down her cheek. “Now do I spend time with Vivi or my jelly bean?”

  “Both? Can we do that?”

  “Jelly bean, didn’t I just tell you that I’m the boss? Are you having short term memory problems?” he asked teasingly.

  “Wolfe just asked me the same thing.”

  “Must be because we keep having to tell you things so that they sink in. Like, that we want you here. That you’re safe. That you can trust us to take care of you.”

  “I’m trying to believe it.”

  “I know. And I’m trying to be patient. Funny, I’ve always been so patient with everything else, but when it comes to you, I feel like I’ve already waited a lifetime.”

  She got it. She felt the same.

  “And I don’t want to waste any time. If I could be selfish, I’d keep you all to myself.”

  “You have me now.”

  “I do, don’t I?”

  They smiled at each other. “That’s why we have this time together, to woo you.”

  She giggled at that word. She was already feeling lighter just from talking to him.

  “Hey, what’s wrong with the word woo?” Caleb tickled her lightly.

  “Nothing! Nothing!”

  He stopped tickling her.

  “If you’re an eighty-nine-year-old man,” she added.

  “You brat. Are you calling me old?”

  She pretended to study him. “You do have a couple of wrinkles here. And I think I see a few grays. Is your hair receding?”

  His mouth dropped open. “Right, that’s it. I don’t think Wolfe spanked you hard enough.”

  “No, Daddy! No! I’m sorry.”

  “Not sorry enough.” He stood and held her in his arms. “I think another spanking is required.”

  “Noo. Not fair. No more spanking.”

  “Hmm, I’ll need something else then to punish you. I know. I’ll tell Wolfe how much you secretly like kale.”

  Her mouth dropped open as he carried her out of the study. “You wouldn’t, you big meanie.”

  He took her into the playroom. She hadn’t realized it, but this is exactly where she needed to be.

  “You can’t tell Wolfe that. He’ll make me eat it all the time.”

  “But it’s good for you. You should be eating it all the time.” He set her down on her feet. “Want some Little time?”

  She nodded shyly, unsure what to do now that she was here. It seemed her Little side slipped free when she was feeling relaxed. But when she started to actually think about it, she kind of jammed up.

  He studied her for a moment then he walked over to the wardrobe and pulled open the doors, revealing a walk-in-closet.

  “Would you like to try getting dressed in one o
f your outfits?”

  She stepped into the small room with him. “What outfits?” Then her mouth dropped open as she stared around. “Are these . . . these can’t possibly be all for me?”

  There were dresses with frills and short overalls in bright colors. There were T-shirts and skirts. Shorts. Hats and shoes in a range of colors and styles.

  Caleb grunted. “I told him to buy a few outfits. I think he bought one of everything in your size.”

  “What? Who?”

  “Wolfe,” he told her. “He may have a shopping issue. I’d take his credit card but he’s memorized the number. And if I cancel it, he’ll just steal Aleki’s.”

  She gulped. She couldn’t believe he’d done this. For her? She reached over and picked out a pair of pale-yellow overalls with white flowers over them. They were gorgeous. They did up at the shoulders with buckles but there was also a bit of material that opened at the back.

  “What’s this for?”

  Caleb grinned. “It’s a drop seat, of course. So you don’t have to take them all the way off to go potty.”

  “Daddy!” Did he have to say potty? Why couldn’t he say toilet?

  “Or so that we can get to your bottom easier when you need a spanking. Want me to demonstrate?”

  “No!” She placed her hands back over her bottom. “My bottom has been spanked enough.”

  “I’m certain that’s not true.”

  “Daddy!” she protested, stomping her foot. “Take that back.”

  “You’re so darn cute.” He tweaked her nose. “But no foot-stomping. Or I’ll think you’re having a tantrum and then you’ll actually go over my knee.”

  She pouted a bit. But kept both feet flat on the ground. She reached out for a white T-shirt that had chains of yellow flowers around the arms. It looked like it would be a perfect match for the overalls.

  “These still have tags on. We can take them back and get a refund.”

  “Why would we do that?” he asked.

  “There’s so much here. He bought too much.”

  “Hey, I was joking about taking his credit card,” he told her. “We have plenty of money. Wolfe can buy what he likes. I’m the head of our household, not a dictator.”

  “I didn’t mean. . .I just . . . I don’t have anything to contribute.” And she felt kind of ashamed. They were doing everything. While she liked being taken care of, she didn’t like being a burden. And she wanted to do things for them too.