by Pepper North
She was seated in an elevated chair pulled up to the table. When the tray was latched into place in front of her, Penelope realized that she was seated in a high chair. Her eyes flew up from the tray to look at Dylan’s face before darting to Jack’s.
“It’s okay, Penelope. Look you can rest your cast on the tray,” Dylan helped her. He loaded a plate with food for her. It all smelled and looked amazing. “You’re going to have problems feeding yourself with your left hand. I’m going to help you. Open up!” he cheerfully said as he raised a forkful of mashed potatoes and gravy to her lips.
“Mmmm!” Penelope hummed as she wiggled in her seat. “That’s so good. Can I have some more?”
Dylan lifted another forkful of the potatoes to her mouth with a smile. “Our housekeeper’s going to be so happy to hear that you like her potatoes. She always tells us it’s a secret recipe. Here, try the pot roast.” He loaded a bite of the tender meat onto the fork, and she opened her mouth eagerly.
“That is so good. I don’t know which one is better. Is there anything else for me to try?” she eagerly asked before her face fell and she curled back into her chair with a haunted look on her face. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t beg for food.”
Jack swore and said harshly, “I may have to kill him.” He visibly relaxed his shoulders and tried to smile reassuringly. He turned to Penelope and said, “Anything we have is yours. If we don’t have something and you want it, we will get it for you. Never, ever, feel like you can’t ask for something. Now, Barbara, our housekeeper, left a carrot casserole that Dylan loves, but I think it’s too sweet. What do you think? We need a third opinion.”
Dylan put a bite of the orange casserole into her mouth. His eyebrows waggled up and down. “So, I win, right. It’s wonderful.”
“Hmmm.” Penelope pretended that she was thinking hard. “I guess I’d have to say… It’s phenomenal. It is sweet, Jack, but I think it tastes great. And I don’t even like carrots.” She laughed as Dylan raised his long arms up toward the ceiling as he sang the tune from Rocky.
“I am the winner by acclamation!” he crowed.
Chapter 12
The three settled into a companionable chatter. Jack’s eyes met Dylan’s, and they could read each other’s minds easily. Penelope fit into their family perfectly. It was hard to believe that someone could enter their lives so quickly and make such an impact. She was the one. Their search was over. Now, they had to make sure she was okay. There would be a huge empty spot without her.
Too soon, Penelope couldn’t eat anymore, but she enjoyed talking with the two men. She couldn’t believe that they treated her like a part of their family already. She was happy in the relaxed atmosphere. Before long, her eyelashes began to flutter, and she started to droop in her highchair. She didn’t even open her eyes to see who was lifting her as she was removed from her chair. She murmured, “Dylan,” as she felt herself cradled against his large torso.
Dylan carried her to the nursery and changed her clothes to a warm nightgown. After changing her diaper, Dylan carefully brushed her teeth before laying her in bed. He pulled the covers up to her chin and kissed her forehead softly. “Sweet dreams, little girl. Just call for us if you need anything. We’ll be here as soon as possible.” He turned the lights down low and walked quietly to the door triggering the intercom button on his way out. They could hear her clearly in another room as well as watch her through the discreet cameras in strategic areas of the nursery.
Chapter 13
“No! No! Don’t lock me in here. Please open the door!” Penelope’s tortured voice came through the intercom into their bedroom.
Dylan and Jack rolled out of the sides of the king-sized bed and raced down the hall into the nursery. They could see Penelope in the center of her crib holding Persimmon to her chest with her one good arm. Her eyes were closed, but tears ran down her cheeks as she rocked back and forth. She was obviously having a nightmare.
Dylan unlatched the crib railing as Jack began to talk to her in a soft, gentle voice. “Penelope, sweetheart. Wake up. You’re having a nightmare. Open your eyes. You’re not locked in a room. Open your eyes and look at me, little girl.”
“I don’t want to be in here. Please, you’ve got to let me out,” Penelope pleaded, unable to snap out of her nightmare.
Dylan leaned into the crib and picked her up carefully. Immediately, she began to fight to get away, dropping Persimmon to the floor in the struggle. He held her arms close to her body, trying to prevent her from hurting herself. He began to rock her gently. “You need to wake up now, Penelope,” he said in his deep, gruff voice.
“Dylan? Jack?” Penelope’s voice sounded small and frightened. Her eyelids began to flutter open, and she looked desperately around the nursery. She reached up and wrapped her good arm around Dylan’s neck. “I’m here. I’m really here. I had a dream that I was back at home with my old Daddy. It was awful. I hated being locked in the closet when I was bad. It was so dark, and the clothes over my head would brush me making me think of bugs or zombies. Oh, thank you for letting me come to your house.” She lunged forward to reach Jack pulling him in close to her as she gave him a heartfelt hug as well.
“This is your home now, too. Penelope, we will never let you go back to that man. He is out of your life. I can promise you if you’re naughty, you will not be locked anywhere - especially not in the closet,” Jack said trying to disguise his anger at the absent man.
“Nope,” Dylan said quickly, trying to lighten the mood. “We’ll just spank your bottom until it’s rosy and make you stand in the corner.” He pointed to an empty corner in the nursery. “Did you notice that there isn’t any furniture or toys in that corner?” He waited until Penelope looked at him. “That’s your naughty corner. You’ll stand there with your nose to the wall and your diaper around your ankles, so your red bottom is on display.”
Penelope looked at the corner and began to sniff, recovering from her absolute terror. “I’ll have to stand in the corner if I’m bad?” she asked the men.
“That is the corner where naughty Little girls have to stand,” Jack repeated figuring out what Dylan was trying to do. He was redirecting her terror at being punished by making up a consequence for bad behavior. The two men had never discussed this. He was showing Penelope that her punishment wouldn’t be in a dark, creepy closet but in a light corner of the room.
Jack lifted Penelope out of Dylan’s arms cradling her against him. “Let’s change your diaper, sweetheart. I think I need to hold you for a while. You scared poor Dylan. You should have seen him race down the hall when we heard your nightmare,” Jack joked as he carried Penelope to the changing table with Dylan walking beside them. “How is your arm? Is it hurting?” At her nod, Dylan walked to the cabinet and withdrew two additional suppositories. These blue ones were the painkillers that Dr. Richards had sent home with them. Jack removed her diaper and made sure that her bottom was clean before carefully rolling her on her side. Dylan held her there gently but firmly as Jack parted her cheeks and pressed the suppositories deep into her bottom. When he left her side to wash his hands, Dylan wrapped a fresh diaper around her and lifted her back into his arms.
As they turned around, Jack was standing in the middle of the room holding Persimmon in his hands. “Will you come sleep with your Daddies, sweetheart? I want to hold you in my arms,” he asked. He didn’t realize he was asking her to call them Daddy.
Penelope didn’t hesitate. She nodded eagerly with a huge smile. “I’d like that.”
Dylan carried her down the hall and into the master bedroom as Jack went to the kitchen for an ice pack for her arm. Dylan laid her down in the middle of the huge bed and raised her injured arm onto a pillow. Jack laid the towel wrapped ice pack on her cast gently. They both smiled as she sighed in pleasure. Each man slid into bed beside her, pulling up the covers to keep their baby warm. They leaned over to kiss her lips softly one after another before closely lying down next to her.
Penelope fe
lt their warm arms rest on her tummy as the men held hands. She laid her small hand over theirs and relaxed as they instantly adjusted their grips to encompass hers. “Goodnight, Daddies,” she whispered. The nightmare had changed everything. They really did want to take care of her. She forced all the tragic memories of her first Daddy from her mind as the pain medicine pushed her into a deep sleep. This was her home now. These were her Daddies.
Chapter 14
Somehow during the night, the trio had morphed together so that Penelope was lying on her tummy snuggled to Dylan’s body. Jack had gotten closer, and he had wrapped himself around Penelope’s slight body with his hand over her shoulders and resting on Dylan’s strong chest.
Penelope moved slowly. She was so warm. There was a furnace behind her and underneath her. She really didn’t want to wake up, but her body was telling her it was time. Her eyes fluttered open and looked into beautiful green eyes. “Hi, Dylan. I’m sorry I slept so long,” she whispered.
“Shhh! I’ve never known Jack to sleep past 5:00 am, ever! I’m waiting to see if he spontaneously combusts if he's still sleeping at seven.” The green eyes laughed back at her.
“Just for that, I wish I could sleep until seven,” a dry voice came from behind her.
She rotated her head to look in Jack’s smiling gray eyes. “Hi, Jack!”
“Hi, Penelope! You look like you slept well,” Jack observed.
“I slept really well. I’m sorry I woke you up last night. I don’t usually have nightmares,” she tried to explain.
“Sweetheart, anything that gets you in my bed and asleep in my arms is great. I never sleep this late. I was enjoying holding you in my arms.” He patted Dylan’s curly brown chest hair. “You sure ended up with a hard pillow to lay on.”
Penelope turned her head back to face Dylan. She watched Jack’s hand run through Dylan’s chest hair tugging on it. Dylan’s eyes closed from Jack’s touch. She leaned forward and started to kiss Dylan’s chest, but her chin was redirected to press her lips to his. Penelope moaned as Dylan took control of the kiss and his tongue swept into her mouth to taste her. She felt Jack’s hand caress her from her small diapered bottom to brush against her clenched nipple. “Ohhh!” she moaned as Dylan ended their kiss and her head was turned so that Jack could possess her mouth as well.
Penelope’s head whirled from the kisses. Their hands moved all over her small body. She felt herself rotated slightly so that her back rested against Jack’s body. His hands caressed down her concave tummy and lifted her top thigh back to rest on top of his to separate her legs. Dylan’s hands slowly raised her large nightgown to slide underneath and find her small breasts. They were so sensitive that just the brush of his fingers caused her to groan.
Meanwhile, Jack’s hand unfastened the side of her diaper. Penelope’s head whipped back toward him and her eyes widened as his hand slid into her sparse curls and dipped into her slick folds. “I am interested in how you respond to my touch,” he reassured her as he brushed his fingers across her clitoris. Hearing her moan, Jack continued to run his fingers through her sensitive folds. As she responded, he began to dip one finger into her tight vagina. “Does this feel good if I touch you here?” he asked softly as his thumb continued to press against her clitoris while his finger penetrated her.
“Jack, don’t stop,” Penelope begged as Dylan rotated her head around to kiss him before he moved his warm mouth down to her breast. Dylan sucked her tight nipple into his mouth and brushed his tongue back and forth across the tight bud. Penelope’s hand wrapped around the back of his head to hold him to her breast. Suddenly, her body stilled and then, exploded into magical sensations. She panted heavily as she held on to the two men who had brought these feelings to her body. Their touch slowed, and Penelope relaxed as the climax subsided.
“Thank you, Dylan! Thank you, Jack!” she said with a blush. “That was incredible. I’ve never felt anything like that,” Penelope admitted looking down at Dylan’s chest instead of meeting his eyes.
Jack lifted her and laid her down on her back, so they could both look at her face. Now, she turned bright red as their incredulous eyes focused on her face. “Penelope, are you telling us that you’ve never had an orgasm?” She shook her head to indicate that she hadn’t. Jack swore. “I didn’t think that I could ever hate anyone as much as I hate your previous partner. How could he not enjoy watching your beautiful face as you climax? I want to see you in ecstasy as often as possible.”
“He was an asshole,” Dylan said flatly. “We’re not going to think about him. He’s just poison.” He leaned down to kiss the curve where her shoulder and neck met. He loved feeling her quiver of enjoyment at the simple caress. His baby was so sensitive. “Now, it’s time for all of us to get out of bed and have some breakfast.” The big man threw back the covers and got out of bed.
Penelope gasped as he ran his fingers over his face, exposing all his hard body to her eyes. Dylan slept in the nude. His chest was wide and strong. The brown hair tapered down over his chiseled abdominal muscles to lead her eyes to his erection. His penis was larger than Penelope had ever imagined. It was long and wide, reaching up toward his belly button.
“He’s magnificent to look at, isn’t he, sweetheart?” Jack quietly asked as he also enjoyed the view.
Dylan leaned over the bed to kiss both of them before lifting Penelope into his arms. “Out of bed with both of you!” He turned around so that their Little girl could watch as Jack stood up. Thin lounging pants covered Jack’s lower half, molded to his tight, muscled buns. While he was not the bodybuilder that Dylan was, Jack was in awesome shape. As he turned around, Penelope tried not to gasp again at the sight of Jack’s body. His body had also reacted to caressing Penelope’s body. His pants were tented out in an amazing display of arousal. Her eyes jumped to his face. Jack grinned at her while lifting his hand to his mouth. Licking the finger that had been inserted into her vagina, Jack’s eyes closed at the sweet taste.
“Darling, you are delicious,” he pronounced as he sucked his finger into his mouth.
This time, Dylan’s low moan rumbled from his chest. “Next time, it’s my turn,” he said softly, kissing Penelope’s shoulder. He turned to carry her out of the bedroom so that he could change her diaper.
“Wait,” Penelope said urgently. “I haven’t helped you,” she said blushing.
“This time was all for you, little girl. Welcome home,” Jack said softly. “Let Dylan get you cleaned up while I jump in the shower, and then we can figure out what you like for breakfast.” He met her eyes. “I am so glad you’re here.” He heard a soft “Me, too,” drift back to him as she was carried down the hall.
Chapter 15
Soon the trio gathered together in the kitchen. Jack introduced Penelope to their housekeeper, Barbara. “Penelope, this is the wonderful woman who keeps our house clean and stomachs happy,” he said before adding, “Barbara, this is Penelope. She’s the one we’ve been waiting to find. Feel free to spoil her. She deserves a little pampering.”
Penelope smiled at Barbara’s kind face. “It’s so nice to meet you, Barbara. You don’t need to worry about taking care of me. You’ve got this big house to organize.” She was uncomfortable to add more work to Barbara’s job.
“Hi, sweetie. I’m so glad to meet you. Look at that big cast on your arm. Don’t you think twice about asking me for anything. It would make me happy to help you.” She looked around the kitchen. “This is a big house. Fortunately, I have a couple of helpers who come in once a week to pitch in with the chores. Your Daddies are so busy. They are rarely at home, but I have a feeling that’s going to change now that you’re here to lure them away from the office and the gym. Now, let me get breakfast on the table before you starve,” Barbara said, bustling away.
Dylan lifted Penelope into her high chair and latched the tray on the front. Jack sat next to her in his beautifully tailored gray suit that made his eyes look even smokier. Dylan sat on her other side. Soon the table was
groaning with food. Dylan split open a fluffy biscuit and slathered it in butter before laying the two halves on Penelope’s tray.
“Try a biscuit, sweetheart. I think you’ll like it,” Dylan said in his gruff voice. He loaded his own plate with egg whites scrambled with ham. He watched her eyes widen at the amount on his plate. Dylan leaned back and patted his wide chest, smiling. “I’m a growing boy,” he told her with a wink.
Penelope laughed and lifted a biscuit to her lips. The rich buttery flavor exploded in her mouth. “Mmmm!” she hummed with pleasure. “These are so good.”
Jack lifted a forkful of egg to her lips. “Try these non-muscle man eggs. We don’t want your chest to get that big!” he joked.
Penelope took a big bite and wiggled in happiness. “It’s all so good.” She alternated between eating the biscuit and eggs until her stomach felt like it would burst. “I can’t eat another bite,” she said happily.
Jack took the last drink from his coffee and said, “Penelope, I’m going to my office to work this morning. I’ll be home for lunch. Dylan is going to stay with you while I’m gone, and then he’ll go to the gym when I get home. What’s the name of your oncologist, sweetie? I’m going to call and see what schedule you need to be on to continue your treatments,” he added.
“Her name is Dr. Sylvie Palmer. She’s super nice. I don’t think I need to see her for a while,” Penelope replied quickly.
Her Daddy just stood and raised her chin to kiss her deeply. He leaned across the table as Dylan stood to kiss him goodbye as well. “I’ll see you both at noon. Take a nap this morning, Penelope. We may go shopping this afternoon.” Jack turned with a smile and strode out of the kitchen.
Dylan chuckled as he unlatched the tray in front of her. “You know people quake when he walks into a room. There’s just something about him that announces he is powerful and in charge. He treats his employees well, but he rules the corporation with an iron fist. I’ve never seen him take time off from work. You’re special, little girl. Already, you’re more important to him than his business.” He picked her up in his strong arms and kissed her. “You’re incredibly important to me as well. We needed you. We’ve had each other for several years, but there’s been a void that needed to be filled for us to be complete. I’m so glad you’re here.”
