Ruled by her Daddies (Harem of Daddies)

“Just relax, Vivi,” he told her, parting her bottom cheeks, revealing her puckered asshole. He couldn’t wait until she was fully prepped to take him there.

She groaned. “This is so embarrassing.”

“No need to be embarrassed,” he crooned. “We need to stretch your bottom so you can take our cocks in your ass.”

Wolfe held the tip of the anal plug to her entrance.

“Deep breath in then let it out slowly,” Caleb told her. “That’s it. Good girl. You’re taking the plug nicely. That’s it. Almost there.” He watched the plug disappear into her bottom, his cock pressing painfully against his pants.

Hell. That was a gorgeous sight.

“Right, she needs to stay in time-out for ten minutes,” Wolfe told him. “Can you stay with her while I go make her another salad?”

“Sure.” Caleb pulled up a chair and sat down, looking through the bags of things that they’d brought in with them.

“The salad tastes like shit,” she whispered to him.

He looked up to find her staring over her shoulder at him. “Uh-uh.” He twirled a finger in the air at her. “That’s not how time-out works. You’re not allowed to talk in time-out. You’re supposed to stand there and think about what it was that you did wrong.”

She pouted.

“Nope. None of that either. Now, turn back around and keep quiet,” he told her sternly.

She sighed but turned her head back around. He started pulling out the toys. A digger. A dump truck. A toy wolf. That one wasn’t a surprise. A bucket and shovel.

“Wolfe said you guys wouldn’t mind making me a sandpit.”

He made another spinning sign with his finger. She huffed out a breath.

“Just so you know, every time you turn around the clock starts again,” he told her, glancing at his watch.

“That’s not fair!” she protested

“Or talk,” he added.

“Daddy!” She stomped her foot.

“Stomping your foot just adds time. It’s fifteen minutes now.”

She groaned but didn’t say anything more. She didn’t move either. He took the packaging off of the toys that they’d bought and set them out. Wolfe returned as he was laying out the decals.

“Lunch is ready.”

“She still has another three minutes,” Caleb told him. “She stomped her foot and added on extra minutes.”

“She did that in the toy shop too. I smacked her bottom.” Wolfe sighed happily. “Good times.”

Caleb grinned as she turned and glared at Wolfe. Good times indeed.

“Time starts again.”

41

She woke to pleasure flooding through her. A tongue lapped at her clit. She knew who it was before even opening her eyes. Because this was how he woke her every morning that he slept with her.

Seemed he enjoyed eating her out just as much as Aleki. Maybe more.

Not that she was complaining, of course. Because it was a damn fine way to wake up. She luxuriated in the feel of him taking her higher and higher. She sighed happily, reaching down to run her fingers over his head.