Ruled by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)

“It . . . what . . . fuck!”

She reached for her sarong, prepared to put it back on.

“No, no, don’t do that. Just . . . shit, baby, don’t ever wear that anywhere but here, with the three of us okay? You’ll start a fucking riot otherwise.”

“I . . . you mean . . . you like it?”

“Like it?” He drew her close to him and she felt him growing hard against her tummy. “I love it. I want to lay you down on the side of the pool and take you until neither of us can remember our own names.”

Damn. Well, she wouldn’t object.

“If that shiver is anything to go by, I think you like that idea.”

“I do,” she whispered.

Reaching out, he took hold of her hand and tugged her forward. She shook her head, wanting to stay where she was.

He looked from her face to the stuffed pig she was clutching like a lifeline. “Piggles, you want to go for a swim?”

“Piggles is scared. Piggles doesn’t think he wants to swim,” she replied in a small voice. “Piggles knows I can’t swim. He’s worried.”

“Will Piggles trust me to take care of him?” He tilted up her chin. “Does Piggles know I won’t let anything hurt him?”

“Piggles knows. Piggles is just a scaredy-pig.”

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tually, I think Piggles is very brave. It takes courage to admit to fear, even more, to push past the fear and try something you’re afraid of.”

“Piggles hears what you are saying and is still scared.”

“What about for a reward?” he asked. “Would you and Piggles get in the water then?”

“A reward?”

“Yep. If you get into the water past your knees, I’ll give you a reward. Get in past your hips and you’ll get two rewards. They can be Little girl rewards, like a bowl of ice cream, getting to stay up a bit later, or having Wolfe dress up like a princess and sing show tunes. I vote for that last one, by the way. Or they could be some big girl rewards.”

“Like?”

“Like having me lick your pussy until you scream with pleasure,” he suggested.

“Or sex?” she asked before she thought better of it. She whacked her hand against her forehead. What an idiot! Why did she go and ask that?

Gently, he pulled her hand away from her face. “Yeah, baby. Like sex. If you’re ready, that is. There’s no hurry.”

Wasn’t there? Because if kind of felt like her body was on fire and there was no respite in sight.

First, you have to get into the water.

“What does Piggles get?” she asked.

“Hmm. What would Piggles like?”

“He’s a simple pig. Maybe extra chocolate sprinkles on his ice-cream for a month.”

“Done,” Caleb said.

“Will you keep hold of me the entire way, Daddy?”