Claimed by her Daddies

by Roberts, Laylah

“Hush,” Tavi told her. “You’re exhausted and we’re helping you.”

  “Besides, it’s nothing we haven’t seen before.”

  Tavi slapped Aric around the head and she couldn’t help but giggle as Aric glared at him. Tavi winked at her before they quickly got her into the pajamas.

  “I don’t like these pajamas,” Tavi complained.

  “Told you. Men’s pajamas.”

  “You should have gotten her one of our T-shirts,” Tavi complained.

  She rolled her eyes. Seriously. It was pajamas. What was their problem? It wasn’t like another man had worn them. She’d bought these brand new.

  When she was finally dressed, she yawned. “My hair is a mess. I need to plait it.”

  “We’ll do it,” Tavi told her. “Toilet.” He steered her towards the toilet.

  “Nobody is staying in here while I pee,” she commanded.

  He raised both eyebrows this time. Uh-oh. “Who is in charge around here, little girl?”

  “Tavi!”

  He gave her a wink. “We’ll be waiting in the bedroom for you.”

  Small miracle they were going to be reasonable.

  After using the bathroom, she stepped into the bedroom to find only Matek was there.

  “They’re getting ready for bed,” he told her. He was wearing a pair of black pajama pants and nothing else.

  She ran her gaze over his bare, muscular chest. All that bronze skin and a small trail of hair that went down his stomach to his cock. Gulp.

  A throat clearing had her gaze moving up to his eyes. She blushed at the amused look on his face.

  “My eyes are up here.”

  “Sorry,” she said in a ridiculously high-pitched voice.

  Get it together, Pippa!

  “You’re just so gorgeous.”

  He smiled at her. “That should be my line.”

  “Oh no, you’re way more gorgeous than I am.”

  His smile disappeared and he stepped forward to cup her cheeks between his large hands. “No, Pippa, you are the gorgeous one.” Leaning in, he kissed her forehead, nose, then her mouth. The kiss deepened, his tongue slipping between her lips to play with hers. She whimpered, trying to get closer to him, wanting him to devour her. His leg went between hers and she rubbed herself against his thigh with abandon.

  “Do you think we should interrupt them?” Tavi asked.

  “I dunno or we could just join in,” Aric replied.

  She drew back, looking over at them, her breath coming in sharp pants. Then she realized she was practically humping Matek’s leg and she squealed in horror, trying to jump away from him.

  But he held her hips, glaring over at his brothers. “Terrible timing.”

  “Sorry, brother,” Aric said in a voice that said he was anything but sorry. He was wearing a pair of red pajama pants and a black tank-top. “Those blue balls are gonna hurt. You want to go take care of them before you climb into bed?”

  “Yeah, we’ll take care of Pippa while you go take care of that.” Tavi waved at Matek’s erection. Tavi had on blue pajama pants and a white T-shirt. She was glad they were all wearing some form of pajamas.

  And sad too.

  Oh holy hell. She hadn’t even seen his cock and she was already feeling mesmerized by it.

  Matek grunted as she went even more red. “Nice try. I’m not giving up my spot next to Pippa.”

  His spot? They had spots now?

  He lifted her and placed her into the bed which had already been turned down. Crap, now she was horny. She knew Matek was turned on. And she was going to have to sleep with all three of them? Torture.

  “Wait,” she said.

  “Don’t worry, I took care of the monster,” Matek told her as he settled in behind her and started brushing her hair.

  Wow. That was so nice.

  But that wasn’t what she’d been worried about. She’d been more concerned about how they were all going to fit in the bed. She’d completely forgotten about the monster.

  Now, though . . .

  “There was really a monster?” she asked as he expertly braided her hair.

  “Uh-huh, but I took care of him.” Matek moved them both so they were lying down. He was on his back with her tucked against his side. She remained tense.

  “Where is he? Did you kill him, Matty?”

  “Nope.”

  Huh? What? “Well, why not?” She leaned up on one elbow to stare down at him with a look of disgruntlement.

  “Because I needed to send a message.”

  “A message? To who?” She glanced around as though the monster might appear out of the shadows. She was dimly aware of Aric and Tavi arguing about who was going to sleep on her other side but didn’t pay them any attention.

  “All the other monsters,” he said casually.

  “What other monsters? Are there more?”

  “Not for you. Sent them all a message that if they try to scare you, I’ll mess them up same as I did their friend.”

  Ohhhh. Well, she guessed that made sense.

  “I suppose monsters only understand messages like that.”

  He nodded. “Got to show them who the boss is.”

  “Hmm, like you guys think you have to show me that all of you are the bosses.”

  He drew her into him, kissing her again before pulling back. “I know who the boss is.” He reached down and patted her ass. “But even the boss has to obey the rules. Sleep time.”

  “Do you have rules you have to obey?” she asked, snuggling into him. It wasn’t fair, her body felt like it had been electrified. She needed some release.

  Tavi and Aric must have come to a decision, because Tavi snuck in behind her, spooning her.

  “Number one rule, take care of you,” Matek told her.

  Oh. That was so sweet.

  “What’s going on?” Tavi asked.

  “Matty beat up my monster and then sent him back as a message to all the other monsters not to mess with me.”

  “Poppet, there was no monster.”

  “Was too. Matty pounded on him really good. Didn’t you, Matty?” she asked.

  “Yep.”

  “He’s my hero.”

  “Hey, I would have beaten him up too,” Tavi protested.

  “You’re my hero too.”

  “You’ve all lost your minds,” Aric said with a groan.

  “Damn it, man, will you stop poking me with that thing,” Tavi complained as Aric shifted around behind him.

  “Sorry, I can’t help that it’s so huge,” Aric replied.

  She started giggling.

  “I think we need a rule. No more than three people to a bed,” Tavi grumbled. “I might be scarred for life, having that pressing up against my ass.”

  “Don’t worry, it’s house-trained,” Aric told him.

  “Would you like me to leave so the three of you sleep?” she asked.

  “No,” they all snapped back.

  “Just roll onto your other side,” Tavi told Aric. “You don’t need to spoon me.”

  “Fine,” Aric grumbled, pulling at the covers as he shifted around.

  “Thank God for that,” Tavi moaned, throwing his arm around her waist and burying his face in her hair. “Good night, little one.”

  “Good night,” she whispered.

  She lay there for what felt like ages. She should be exhausted. Maybe that was her problem. She was overtired. Or it could be that one man was pressed to her bottom while she was curled up against another one. Their scents were driving her insane. Sighing, she attempted to shift, to ease the ache inside her.

  “What’s wrong?” Tavi murmured.

  “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.”

  “I was already awake.” His hand started to massage her tummy. “What is it? Your head sore?”

  “No, it’s fine.” But he needed to stop rubbing at her stomach. Right. Now. She sucked in a breath as his fingers brushed against the waistband of her bottoms.

  “You’re not fine. You�
��re all tense. Do you want me to rub your head? Your back?”

  “I think she might want something else rubbed,” Matek rumbled.

  “Matek!” she cried. Then she buried her face into his chest. Because he wasn’t wrong.

  “Ahh, I see,” Tavi said. He pushed his fingers lower, under the waistband of her pajama bottoms. “Are you having trouble getting to sleep because you’re turned on?”

  “No!”

  Suddenly she was rolled onto her stomach and the covers were drawn back before a heavy hand landed on her ass several times.

  “Ow! Ow! Tavi, what are you doing?”

  “Spanking your bottom for lying,” he told her. The spanks weren’t too hard and he didn’t lower her pants.

  Tavi spun her over. “Let’s try that again,” he practically purred. Oh hell. He was killing her. Her body was on fire. Her nipples were so hard they hurt.

  “Do you need to come, little one? And if you lie again, you should know that I’m going to take off your pajama pants, put you over my knee and give you the spanking you deserve.”

  Drat. Caught between a hard place. And another hard place. Those hard places being hot, bossy princes. She wondered if Matek would protect her?

  “Don’t even think about trying to use Matek to protect yourself,” Tavi warned.

  Jeez. When did he start reading minds?

  “He might be wrapped around your cute little finger, but he won’t allow you to lie or to break the rules.”

  “Jesus, you guys are killing me over here,” Aric grumbled, leaning up to stare over at her. “Poppet, do you need to come?”

  “Y-yes,” she managed to get out through her embarrassment. This was too much.

  Tavi kissed her. “That wasn’t so hard, was it? Aric, come over here and pull down her pants.”

  Her breathing came in sharp pants as Aric moved over Tavi’s legs then drew the covers back off them all entirely. Then he tugged off her pants. She wasn’t wearing panties.

  “Now, little one, I want you to close your eyes. Matek is going to suck on those pretty nipples while Aric tongues your clit and I fuck you with my fingers.”

  Her heart raced at Tavi’s words. Who spoke like that? And were they really . . . all three of them? Holy. Hell.

  “Close your eyes. This is to help you sleep and you can’t sleep with your eyes open, can you?” Tavi said. “Move back onto your side and put your leg up on Matek’s hip. That’s it. Leave space for Aric to play.”

  She moved into position. With her knee on Matek’s hip, Aric managed to get between their bodies to lick at her clit. Matek bent down, undoing her pajama top to grasp hold of her breast and draw her nipple up to his mouth. Tavi moved in behind her, his finger prodded at her entrance, testing her readiness before he drove two fingers deep inside her.

  “Oh. Ohhh,” she cried out.

  “Hush now,” Tavi told her. “Matek, you might need to keep her quiet.”

  Matek’s mouth rose from her nipple and pressed against her mouth as Aric continued to flick her clit. Tavi’s fingers moved faster. Harder. It was too much. She grasped hold of Matek, trying to center herself. She needed more. More. As though he heard her plea, Matek rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. Then pinched. She felt her arousal wash over her. The orgasm built and built.

  Then she crashed.

  Thank God Matek had his mouth on hers or she knew that everyone in the penthouse would have heard her scream her release. Aric slowed his tongue while Tavi removed his fingers. She heard the sound of sucking and turned her head to find he had his fingers in his mouth.

  “Uh-uh, naughty girl, eyes closed.” Smack! His hand landed on her ass and she frowned at him. “Time for sleep. Roll back over and close your eyes.”

  She had to admit, she felt far more relaxed than she had before, but she couldn’t just go off to sleep, could she?

  Aric drew her pants back up her legs and Matek did up her pajama top.

  What the hell? But what about . . .

  “Wait, what about you guys?” She knew they were aroused. She could feel Tavi’s erection press against her.

  “We’re fine,” Tavi whispered to her. “This was for you. Sleep.”

  “Fine, but if you don’t let me play with your cocks soon, I’m gonna start to think there’s something wrong with them. Like they’re purple with pink polka dots or they have a knot or something. Or are covered in warts.”

  There was some stunned silence.

  “There’s nothing wrong with our cocks,” Tavi growled at her. “But unless you want a spanking, go to sleep.”

  She could hear all three of them muttering about purple, knotted warty cocks as she drifted off.

  Who knew they’d be so touchy about their dicks?

  Men.

  18

  Pippa colored in the picture. Well, she ran her pink marker over the face of this really cute panda. She was moving the pen a bit more violently than she usually did, needing to get out some frustration. Last night she’d gone to sleep after the three of them had brought her to an explosive orgasm.

  She’d woken up hoping they could pick up where they’d left off, only to find herself all alone. Sure, Aric had turned up with breakfast and run her a bath. But she was feeling irritated and out of sorts.

  Was it because they hadn’t done anything more than give her an orgasm?

  Both Kassim and Tavi had left before she’d woken up. She told herself that she couldn’t be upset they hadn’t said goodbye. They were just being polite.

  Judd and Hux had gone with them, leaving Owen and Beck behind. She’d decided to stay in her bedroom where she felt more at ease.

  The TV was on the cartoon channel. And she had her coloring books and Cranky with her. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a long, comfy T-shirt that had a surfing Kiwi on it. She’d had this shirt for ages and it was one of her favorites. She thought about grabbing her pacifier to help soothe her worries, but she decided against it.

  There wasn’t anything to feel anxious about.

  “Should I be concerned because that panda now looks like he’s been massacred?” Aric commented from where he sat next to her. He was doing something on his laptop. He’d grabbed them some snacks which she hadn’t had much interest in touching.

  A princess shouldn’t be soft and chubby, right? Urgh.

  Stop worrying so much, brain.

  Little space was supposed to help her drop her worries, but it was hard today.

  “He hasn’t been massacred, Daddy,” she told him. “He’s just really angry today.”

  “There any reason he’s angry?” Aric asked gently.

  She shrugged.

  Aric reached out and grasped hold of her hand. “Are you upset that Kassim and Tavi left without saying goodbye?”

  She didn’t look at him as she shrugged again.

  “Hey.” He gently took hold of her chin, turning her face. “They knew you were tired. That’s all.”

  “I know,” she whispered. “Sorry. I don’t want to be clingy or anything.”

  “Nobody thinks that. At the start of any relationship, it’s usual to feel worried or concerned. You’re opening yourself up to being hurt. You’re vulnerable and it’s hard to be that way, especially if you’ve always guarded yourself against hurt.”

  Everything he said was true.

  “But sometimes, you have to take a risk and open up and trust that the other person or persons won’t hurt you. And Poppet, we never want to hurt you. Understand?”

  “I do.”

  “Good girl. You know if you’re ever feeling uncertain or afraid that I’m here for you, right? I can be a good listener.”

  “Thanks, Aric.” She leaned into him and he kissed the top of her head.

  “What do you say to a distraction?”

  “Like what?” she asked, looking him over.

  He barked out a laugh. “Not that.”

  She pouted. “Are you sure your dick isn’t purple?”

  “No,
although it could be turning blue.”

  “I can help with that!”

  “I’m sure you could. And I want to take you up on that offer. But right now, I have something else for us to do.”

  “I don’t think it’s going to be as good.”

  He just laughed.

  * * *

  “Aric, I really don’t need any more stuff,” she said. “I’m pretty sure you’ve bought out half of London.”

  “Poppet, that’s not even close to being true.”

  She’d have to disagree. She had to admit, for a girl who had always disliked shopping, she’d had a lot of fun. Matek had stayed behind at the penthouse with Owen. So Beck was out with them, although he kept a discreet distance.

  Shopping with Aric was nothing like shopping by herself, though. Aric took great joy in picking out different items of clothing for her.

  They’d gone into a lingerie store and he’d insisted on buying a variety of bras and crotchless panties. Along with some silk nightgowns that were so soft and comfortable she could wear them all the time. Seriously. They might just be her new favorite thing.

  Of course, he’d insisted on coming into the changing room to check that everything fit properly. She was pretty sure if they hadn’t been in a public place, he would have bent her over and fucked her.

  “Oh, you’re going to want to see this store,” he told her. Their driver pulled up at a building that had blacked out windows. There was no sign out front.

  The privacy screen slipped down and the driver turned as Beck climbed out.

  “Your Majesty, there aren’t any parking spaces close by. So I’ll park a block or so over and your guard will call me when you’re ready to leave.”

  “Thanks, George,” Aric said. Apparently, they always used the same driver service when they came to London.

  Beck opened the door and she slid out. Having a bodyguard took some getting used to. During the flight, Judd had drawn her aside and gone through all the rules of having a bodyguard. She hadn’t thought there was much point since Beta team was there for the princes. But she’d nodded along and agreed to the rules. Then before they’d left the penthouse today, Beck had gone over everything again, before Aric piped in with his own rules. Like always holding his hands when they walked between shops or across the road.