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“Can I ask what you’re doing?”

“Exactly what I already told you. I’m sitting on the foot of your bed right now, admiring how red and swollen my kitten’s pretty backside is. That particular shade of red you’re wearing is the perfect color for naughty little girls.”

Her whole body blushed.

“That’s a pretty color too,” Thom chuckled. “I’m also admiring how thoroughly Daddy filled his little girl’s pussy up to overflowing. There’s something rather proprietary about watching my cum come dribbling back out of you.”

His words were like an erotic caress that she could practically feel brushing up against her legs. She clenched her thighs, but too late. A whole swarm of butterflies had taken flight down there, fanning the flames of her previous blush and setting hernow highly sensitized clit to pulsing again. Tucking her hips didn’t help either the flutter or the blush.

“Uh huh,” Thom said knowingly. “Daddy’s naughty girl needs to stand still when she’s in the corner. Push your bottom back out like I told you, and spread your legs a little wider. I don’t like that you’re hiding your pussy from me.” He waited until she complied. “When was the last time you fucked, Avery?”

“Do we have to do the number thing?” she groaned.

“Watch your tone, little girl. I have no problem adding some welts to that pretty little bottom if you need me to.”

She was instantly contrite, or at least she tried to be. “No, Sir. I’m sorry.”

“That’s better. For the record, I couldn’t care less how many idiots got to fuck you in the past. I’m the only one that gets to fuck you now and in the future,” he said.

Avery felt his words and the depth of his feelings for her wash over her like a meteor shower in the night sky. “I wouldn’t say all of them were idiots,” she said quietly.

“I would. Any man lucky enough to get a taste of my baby and then let her get away is an idiot. The only reason I want to know when the last time was for you—keep in mind I didn’t ask you about numbers or who it was—was so I’m prepared for just how sore you’re going to be come morning. Because I got news for you, kitten, Daddy isn’t done seeing just how many times he can make you come. Would you like that, little girl?” he asked seductively.

“Yes, Daddy,” she sighed, every one of those erotic little butterflies blooming back into seductive heat between her legs.

She heard Thom push off the bed and only the softest whisper of a footstep before he fisted her hair at the nape of her neck and arched her head back to him.

“Don’t think I’ll be as gentle with you as I was this time. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t overly easy on you this time, but youneed to understand you are mine and I am sexually dominant at all times. Until I think you get that, you will only be fucked in submissive positions, and I will fuck whatever hole I like, whenever I like. You won’t give me a blowjob; I’ll fuck your mouth. I expect you to tell me if I hurt you, but sometimes you’ll just have to take it unless you use your safe word.”

“I didn’t know I had a safe word.”

“We talked about that earlier. You always have a safe word. I knew you weren’t going to need it today. The safe word is mustang. You say mustang and everything comes to a screeching halt until I’ve checked in with you and know what’s what. Okay?”

“Mustang. Yes, Sir.” She sighed, endorphins rushing through her veins as Thom nuzzled her just behind her ear. “For what it’s worth, I wouldn’t have used it today.”

“I know you wouldn’t have. You’re my very brave girl, and I am so proud to finally call you mine.”

That she didn’t have another orgasm right there on the spot surprised her, especially when his tongue flicked the lobe of her ear. Then he patted her tender buttocks and she winced, pleasure taking an immediate backseat to the pain.

“You can get used to that too,” he promised. “Come on, let’s go take a shower. Then you can soak in that hot tub while Daddy does some work.”

“Work?” Startled right out of her arousal, Avery dropped her submissive pose and became all business. “What’s happened? Can I help? Is there news about Abdal’s organization?”

“There is, but you’re off duty and your involvement can wait until tomorrow. I’m going to check in with Noah while you’re soaking.”

“Fun is fun, Thom. But you’re not really my daddy and I’m definitely not a child.”

“I’d watch that tone if I were you, little girl. That bottom looks pretty tender, but I can make it hurt a whole lot worse.And I am well aware that you are not a child, but you are my responsibility and rule twelve is that you will take care of yourself and that means relaxing and being off duty when I say.” His voice was quiet, but the absolute determination in it was very evident. It was there in his eyes too, and the loose grip of his big hands as they rested on his hips. He was watching her, waiting for her to either give in or argue.

Smart as she was, it didn’t take a genius to realize which option would end up with her luxuriating in her hot tub and which would end with her kicking and crying face down over his knee again.

“Yes, Daddy,” she said reluctantly. She wasn’t giving in, but she would save this fight for a day when her backside wasn’t already sore and on fire.

Besides if Noah had said it could wait until tomorrow, then it wasn’t just Thom being overly protective. While she wasn’t a wilting flower by any means, her confidence in her abilities to take on both of their badass domlinesses wasn’t as high as it was if she only had to deal with them one at a time. Particularly if there might actually be a good reason for patience.

She hated having to be patient.

Although, if forced to be honest with herself, she had to admit she did kind of like how being the focus of Thom’s overprotectiveness felt.

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