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ChapterOne
Lucy
“Stop, I’m gonna tell Daddy,” I mutter when I feel my blanket being tugged down off me.
Jack is always messing with me or picking on me. We’ve shared a room for as long as I can remember, and it’s always just been him, Daddy, and me. They’re all I know, and there’s never been talk of any other family.
It’s silly to me that we share a room because the house is big enough. There’s also a basement, but I’m not allowed down there. It’s probably big enough that if Daddy would let us, we could have our own space.
“It’s me, baby girl.” My eyes slowly flutter open, and I see Daddy there.
“I don’t wanna get up.” I yawn and wonder if it’s already time for school.
After we ate dinner I took a bath, and then Daddy brushed my hair and tucked me into bed. He doesn’t tuck Jack in, but maybe that’s because he’s three months older than me, and at eighteen you’re an adult. That’s what Daddy says, anyway. He and Jack are always talking about my birthday, which I suppose is today if it’s time to get up for school. But thinking back, I don’t recall him ever tucking Jack in even before he turned eighteen.
Their relationship has always been a bit different than the one I have with Daddy, and Jack doesn’t have so many rules. Does that mean Daddy won’t tuck me in anymore? I kind of like it when he picks out my pj’s each night and brushes my hair before putting me to bed. I’m sure some find it silly at my age, but I don’t care.
“It’s only a little after midnight. I wanted to wish you a happy birthday.” He turns on the lamp that sits on the nightstand between my and Jack’s twin beds.
Jack is sitting up, leaning against his headboard and watching us. He’s always watching me. It’s why we share a room. Daddy says Jack is protecting me from anyone ever touching me because that’s not allowed.
Does he think someone is going to sneak in the window or something? At school, Jack punched a boy who asked me to Homecoming. After that, everyone avoided me but probably because Jack doesn’t look like the rest of the seniors at our private high school. He’s built with muscles and covered in tattoos.
One time he whispered in my ear he was going to tattoo me because I needed to be marked. I didn’t understand what he meant, but everyone at school gives him a wide berth. I do too because he picks on me sometimes by pulling on my hair or teasing me about my weight. He says I have childbearing hips, but I don’t even know what that means.
The girls at school drool over him, but he only glares back. One time, I heard a girl at school ask if he wanted to come over to her place because her parents were out of town and they could have some fun. I know she was talking about sex. Daddy had that talk with me and told me it’s sinful and something I should only talk to him about or Jack about. Jack told the girl no, and I remember being glad that he did.
“So I’m an adult now?” I huff because I don’t feel different. As my eyes slowly adjust to the light, I can make out Daddy’s face and see that he’s looking at me differently.
“I’m going to make sure your brother’s done his job and then give you your first big girl birthday kiss.”
“His job?” I ask as Daddy pulls the blanket the rest of the way down my body. What was Jack’s job? The always watching me thing?
“Spread your legs.” My eyes widen at the strange request.
“Daddy?”
“You heard me, and you know I don’t ask things twice.”
I do know that. I spread my thighs like he asked, and it makes my babydoll sleep dress ride up to reveal my panties with little bunnies on them. I gasp when Daddy slips his fingers into the side of them and brushes against the place I’m not allowed to touch, even when it tingles and gets wet.
He yanks on the material, and the panties rip free from my body, then he tosses them over to Jack. It’s then I see Jack has his privates out and is stroking himself. He brings the panties to his nose and breathes in deeply before he wraps them around himself and starts moving his hand faster. He’s watching me and Daddy the whole time.
“She’s untouched,” Jack grits out as Daddy spreads the seam of my sex open with two fingers.
That tingling I get sometimes comes to life in full force while Daddy sucks a finger from his other hand into his mouth before he reaches between my thighs and starts to press it inside of me. He feels around for a moment, and I start to lift my hips, unable to stop myself. Daddy smacks my sex, and I freeze.
“Told you she can be a little brat,” Jack mutters. “Bet she’s so fucking tight,” he adds, but all I can do is stare between my thighs where Daddy has his hands.
Daddy goes back to feeling around inside of me. I don’t think he’s supposed to do this, but Daddy always knows what’s right, and I trust him.
“You’ve been a good girl.” He pulls the finger out of me and brings it to his mouth to suck on. He lets out a low groan and shakes his head. “So sweet. I’m going to make sure your birthday is extra special when you get home from school tonight.”
My whole body aches now, and I’m not sure what is wrong with me.
“Daddy?”
“You want your kiss?” I nod because I want anything he’ll give me right now.
