Ruled by her Daddies

by Roberts, Laylah

  She thought about it. Surprisingly, she kind of did. “Yeah, I think so.”

  Aleki nodded. “I was upset.”

  “At me? For going off on my own yesterday and not calling out to you?”

  “Yeah,” he said on a sigh.

  She flinched.

  “But mostly at myself for not protecting you. I should have kept a closer eye on you. Christ, I should have known you can find trouble anywhere.”

  “I don’t think that’s true.”

  “Oh, it’s true. And it won’t happen again.”

  Aleki moved away to grab a broom from one of the cupboards. She shuffled forward, ready to jump off the counter. “Don’t even think about it.” He pointed a finger at her then started sweeping after making sure she wouldn’t move.

  Truth was, she wouldn’t dare.

  “I would do anything to keep you safe, Vivi. Any. Fucking. Thing.”

  All the broken crockery was piled up in a corner. He leaned the broom against the wall then turned back and stalked his way over to her. Placing his hands on the counter, he leaned into her. “But you need to let me. Understand?”

  “I understand. It won’t happen again. I promise. If anyone ever approaches me for anything, I will immediately yell for one of you guys.”

  “Oh, baby, you’re going to be lucky if Wolfe doesn’t follow through on getting you a leash.”

  “He wouldn’t!”

  Aleki just grinned. “He would.”

  “I’m sorry, Aleki.”

  He leaned his forehead against hers. “So am I. Fuck. It keeps playing over and over in my head, only instead of getting to you in time, she stabs you.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck. “What can I do?”

  “Just hold me. Fucking hold me and don’t let go.”

  That, she could do.

  After several minutes, he drew back and looked down at her. “So beautiful.” Leaning down, he kissed her gently.

  The kiss soon morphed into something deeper. Hotter. Harder. She whimpered as he drew back, but he simply grabbed her T-shirt and pulled it off over her head. She hadn’t bothered with a bra.

  “Fuck. Yes.”

  Bending, he cupped her breast, holding it up so he could take her other nipple into his mouth.

  “Damn, baby, damn. I want you. Tell me you’re with me.”

  “I think I’m about five steps ahead of you.” She groaned. She was hungry for him. She wanted him inside her.

  Claiming her. Now.

  A chuckle filled the room. “You’re fucking perfect for me, you know that?” He cupped her face with his hands and kissed her again.

  He was killing her. Less kissing. More fucking.

  Grabbing her around the waist, he lifted her down onto the floor. Then he knelt to pull off her shorts and panties. She had to grasp hold of the counter behind her to steady herself as he kissed his way along the bottom of her stomach then down to her mound.

  “I have to taste you.” Standing, he lifted her back onto the counter. “Lie back.”

  She lay back, naked, her pulse racing. Raising her head, she saw him bend down, his head between her legs as he pressed her thighs apart. Then he ran his tongue along her slick lips.

  “Yes, yes, Aleki!”

  With one hand, he reached up to play with her nipple as he ate her out. His tongue lapping at her clit with hungry flicks. Need spun through her, spiraling higher and higher.

  “Aleki!”

  Two fingers were pushed deep inside her and curled until they found that special spot.

  Fuck. Fuck. So damn good. Then he drew away from her.

  “No! Where are you going?”

  He gave her an evil smile. “To get some lube. Caleb may have claimed your ass for the first time, but he didn’t say I couldn’t play.” He walked over to a kitchen drawer and pulled out a tube of lube.

  Seriously. They’d hidden that stuff everywhere. She watched breathless as he lubed up two of his fingers then he moved between her legs once more. His tongue went back to lapping at her clit as one of his fingers pressed against her ass. It pushed inside her and she groaned with pleasure.

  How the hell did that feel so good? Soon, he added another finger. Her need grew with each thrust of his fingers, with every flick of his tongue. She arched her back, screaming as she came. Aleki continued to lap at her clit, drawing out her orgasm until she was breathless and sweaty.

  Then he rose. A gorgeous God of a man. He took her breath away. He quickly washed his hands before he rolled her over then smacked her ass. “Fuck, this ass is fucking gorgeous.”

  Smack. Massage. Smack. Massage.

  He was killing her. She was on fire. Each spank warmed her ass. Shit. Shit. She tried to move, not that she actually wanted to get away but her pleasure was growing once more.

  “Don’t move. You run and I’m going to chase.”

  Ooh. If she wasn’t hampered by a weak ankle, that might be fun. He grabbed hold of her hips drawing her back then he leaned in against her, the head of his cock nudging at her entrance.

  “Do you need my cock, baby girl?” he asked softly.

  “Yes!”

  “Do you want it inside you?” He nibbled at her shoulder, her neck. She squirmed, wanting more. But he kept her from thrusting back on his dick. From taking him inside her.

  “Please. Please.”

  Suddenly, he drove forward. She cried out in pleasure. So good. Shit. She forgot how big he was. How much she loved the way he took control in the bedroom. He started thrusting slowly inside her.

  “More. More.”

  Smack! He popped the side of her thigh. “You’ll get more when I say. Naughty girl. Papa’s bad girl, aren’t you?”

  “I’m a good girl.”

  “Nope. I think you’re going to spend a lot of time with a pink ass. We’ve been taking it easy on you. But I think that was a mistake. Our girl needs a lot of watching to make sure she doesn’t get herself in trouble. And we have eight years to make up for.”

  “We have all the time in the world,” she told him.

  Aleki increased his movements. Damn. She felt so good around him. He was glad she was on protection because he loved the feel of taking her without anything.

  “Baby, baby, so good.” Reaching around her, flicking her clit with his finger. She clenched down on him.

  He had to grit his teeth to stop himself from coming then and there.

  “Come with me, baby girl.”

  “I can’t!”

  “You can. You will. Come. Come now,” he ordered.

  She cried out and pulsed around his hard dick, throwing him into a tailspin as he drove deep and dropped over the cliff. Damn. Damn. He swore he nearly blacked out.

  Fucking. Amazing.

  38

  After carrying her back to her bedroom, they showered together. He quickly drew on his shorts and T-shirt, but when she went to get dressed, he shook his head and led her over to the bed.

  She grinned. “Why’d you bother getting dressed if we’re just going back to bed?”

  “We’re not going back to bed, baby girl.”

  Why was he being so serious? He sat and pulled her to stand between his parted legs. “You scared us all yesterday.”

  “I’m sorry.” She bit her lip. “But there was a child in trouble—”

  “I know. And I’m not saying that coming to her aid was the wrong thing to do. But what you should have done was yell for me.”

  He was right. She’d been foolish. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

  “That’s what I want to hear. But you also know you’re owed some punishment, right?”

  Her mouth dropped open. “What? But I said it wouldn’t happen again.”

  He gave her a firm look that had her stomach tightening into knots. It was the same look he’d given her years ago when she’d gotten into trouble for not texting or calling him back while out with friends.

  Back then, he’d threatened to spank her. Now, she didn’
t think he would just stop at a threat.

  “You risked your safety, little girl. Papa can’t let that go unanswered. Yes, you promised it wouldn’t happen again. But I think a spanking will help drive that home. As well as some time writing lines.”

  “Nooo, Papa, please. I don’t want a spanking.”

  “That’s the point.” He kissed her gently. “I’m sorry I have to do this, but I think it’s best to get this over with. Then the slate is clear. All is forgiven. All right?”

  She sniffled.

  “Do you think I’m being unfair? That you don’t deserve a spanking?”

  Damn him. “No. I deserve a spankin’.” That was hard to admit to.

  “Baby, you look so scared. You want to talk about this first?”

  “No. I really just want to get it over with.”

  “You know I love you.”

  “I know,” she whispered. “I love you too.”

  “And I want you safe. Always. I want you to think before you act. Understand?”

  “Yes, Papa.”

  “We’re also going to have to start some self-defense lessons. I know your ankle is still a bit weak but there are things we can do that won’t affect it.”

  That was probably a good idea.

  “I’ll breathe easier and it will give you some confidence.”

  “Okay, Papa.”

  “That’s my good girl.” He tapped his left thigh. “Over you go.”

  She turned and he helped her lie over his left thigh. He trapped her legs between his thick thighs.

  “It’s a count of twenty-five,” he told her.

  Twenty-five? She wasn’t going to sit at all today.

  The first smack caught her by surprise. Oh, God. He wasn’t going easy on her. These weren’t like the other smacks he’d given her earlier. These were hard. Fast.

  Now she knew why he’d positioned her as he had, trapping her legs. She wanted to wriggle free. To kick. She reached back with her hands but he held them in the small of her back. Then he paused. “That okay on your arm, baby girl?”

  “It’s fine on my arm, but my bottom is in agony.”

  “Oh, no it’s not. Not yet.”

  Several more smacks landed. Each one seemed harder than the one before it. Although she wasn’t sure if that was her imagination or not.

  Finally, she gave up fighting and just lay on his lap. Tears dripped down her face. But even as her bottom burned, she felt lighter inside. The guilt of what she’d done, taking off so foolishly like that, putting herself at risk and nearly getting herself and Aleki hurt.

  Yeah, she guessed the spanking was what she needed. She wasn’t volunteering up that information, though.

  Tears dripped down her cheeks as she sobbed. The bedspread beneath her had grown wet from her tears. Two more smacks landed then he stopped, rubbing his hand over her back.

  “Shh, baby girl. Shh. It’s all over now. Papa is so proud of you.” He carefully laid her on the bed then lay facing her, pressing her to his chest.

  She sobbed. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

  “All is forgiven. My beautiful girl. I love you so much.”

  “I love you too, Papa.”

  After a few minutes, he stood her up. “All right, baby girl. Time to write lines.”

  She groaned. This was going to suck.

  * * *

  “I hear someone got their butt spanked,” Caleb greeted her as she walked towards the swimming pool later on that afternoon. She wrinkled her nose. Jeez Louise. Bad enough she’d gotten the spanking, did he have to talk about it? She just wanted to forget it.

  After her spanking, Aleki had made her write lines while he made breakfast. A breakfast that she’d had to eat standing up. Luckily, he wasn’t as strict as Caleb about sitting on a hot bottom. Then he’d told her it was time for her swimming lesson. He’d dressed her in a bikini that was just as revealing as the red one. It was a flower print and the front tied together in a knot while the bottoms just covered all the necessary bits.

  She swore they were buying her the sexiest swimwear that they could possibly find.

  “Yes, and I don’t want to talk about it.”

  “Tough,” he replied with a firm look. “Turn around and bend over.”

  Her eyes widened. Wait. What? Was he going to spank her too? She put her hands back over her bottom in reaction.

  His face softened. “I just want a look, jelly bean.”

  Oh. Well, then . . . no, wait. He wanted to look?

  “You want to look?” she squeaked.

  “Yep. I’m not asking again. Do as you were told.”

  Fine. Jeez. What was it with their obsession with her bottom? She turned around and bent over, aware her face was bright red. He drew down her bikini bottoms then cupped her ass squeezing.

  “Hey! Ouch!”

  “This is a very red ass.” He readjusted her bikini bottoms. “Good job.”

  Wait? What? Who was he saying that to? She stood up and saw Aleki walking towards them. He was wearing a pair of short, blue swim trunks. All those muscles on display.

  Yikes.

  He walked closer to them so she was surrounded by the two of them. Holy shit. She might self-combust from how damn hot they were.

  “Thanks,” Aleki said dryly. Then he glanced down at her. “I’m joining you for your swim lesson today.”

  “Umm. Okay.”

  Caleb wrapped his arm around her waist. “Relax, jelly bean. This is going to be fun. I promise. I have a couple of surprises for you.”

  He moved over to the pool room and came out with a giant floating pig.

  “It looks like Piggles. Yay!” She clapped her hands together. She was all for some fun. Caleb handed the floating pig to Aleki who set it down next to the pool. Then Caleb grabbed a strange-looking floaty device. It was in the shape of a lifejacket but was made of a see-through plastic. Sort of like those floaties that little kids wore on their arms.

  “This is going to help give you more confidence,” he told her, helping her put it on. She felt a bit embarrassed at having to wear a floating aid at her age. But she was going to give it a go. She noticed Aleki had snatched up the kickboard that Caleb had bought for her and three different colored balls.

  “Before you get to have fun on the blow-up pig, we’re going to play a game,” Caleb told her. “We’re going to see who is the quickest to get the balls from one end of the pool to the other. But the rules are that you can only use your breath to move the balls.”

  Oh shit. Oh shit.

  “Don’t panic,” he told her soothingly. “Remember, that you have your kickboard and you have a floaty on. And if you get scared or unsure you just call out boo. Okay?”

  She nodded. “Yes. But the deep end. . .”

  “For a start, we’ll stay down the shallow end and go from one side to the other,” he reassured her.

  “All right. I still don’t see how I will win.” They were both amazing swimmers. She still couldn’t go into the deep end without clinging to Caleb like a monkey.

  “Well, if you don’t win, you don’t get a reward,” Aleki told her.

  “Reward?”

  Aleki chuckled. “Told you that her competitive nature would win out. If you beat us then we eat you out. Both of us. That’s two orgasms if you win.”

  “And if you win?” she asked suspiciously.

  “Blow jobs,” Aleki replied with satisfaction.

  Caleb rolled his eyes, but there was some excitement in his gaze.

  “You’re on.”

  * * *

  Thirty minutes later, she was exhausted and she was down five to one. That meant she owed them each five blow jobs.

  But they each owed her an orgasm. And she’d even managed to do one length of the pool. Although instead of competing against her that time, they’d stayed right beside her. Which was the only way she’d won.

  But she was taking it.

  “I won one! I won one!” She was standing in the shallow part of the pool
and dancing around in victory. She swung her hips from side to side then realized she probably looked like a fool dancing in her floaty.

  However, when she looked over, both men were watching her indulgently.

  Aleki climbed out of the pool then ran and jumped into the air. “Cannonball!”

  She laughed at the huge splash he created. Caleb just shook his head, but he was grinning as well. Aleki swam under the water and popped out in front of her. She squealed in shock as he shook himself like a wet dog.

  “Papa, no!”

  “What? I just came over for a kiss. Kiss. Kiss.” He puckered up his face so he looked like a fish and she giggled as she dove for Caleb. He grabbed her, putting her behind him.

  “Kiss. Kiss.”

  “No! No!” she screamed with laughter as Caleb helped her dodge away from Aleki’s outstretched hands.

  “Guys!”

  She didn’t hear Wolfe approach at first, she was too busy laughing.

  “Guys!”

  Caleb stilled and she glanced up at Wolfe, about to ask when he was coming in when she saw his face. It was still, emotionless, but his eyes were intense.

  Oh God. What now?

  “It’s her father. He just held a press conference. He’s named his lieutenant governor. I think you need to come see.”

  Two minutes later, she was shivering as Wolfe brought the news feed up on the laptop. Aleki and Caleb sat beside her on the couch. They each had a towel wrapped around them, but hadn’t taken the time to dry properly.

  The news feed played. She didn’t pay much attention to the words. But as the man who was taking William’s place came onto the screen, she stiffened.

  “Oh God. I don’t understand.”

  “What is it?” Caleb asked sharply.

  “That . . . that’s the mystery man.”

  39

  Wolfe watched her for a long moment before walking into the playroom. He wasn’t the most aware person, he knew that. But from the way she was frowning as she read the book, he could tell something was wrong. She held Piggles in one hand and occasionally rubbed him up against her nose. Her forehead was puckered like she had a headache.