Ruled by her Daddies

by Roberts, Laylah

  Caleb stepped back to help her put it on. “Aleki, she just had a bath, she might have wanted something clean.”

  Aleki shrugged his wide shoulders. “This was quicker. Do you want her covered or not?”

  “Yes,” Caleb muttered. “I do.”

  Her eyes were drawn to Aleki’s large chest. God, he was even more muscular than she remembered. A tribal tattoo worked its way up his arm and over his right pec. He’d expanded it. Eight years ago, it had been on his chest only. She used to love running her tongue over it.

  He grinned. “Like what you’re seeing, baby girl?”

  She gulped and pressed her face to Wolfe’s chest.

  “You’re embarrassing her,” Wolfe scolded.

  “Hey, I’m not the one carrying her around naked. Why didn’t you get her dressed before leaving the bathroom?”

  “I forgot she was naked,” Wolfe admitted.

  Aleki wiggled his eyebrows. “Not something I would ever do. When Vivi is naked, all I see is her.”

  She groaned.

  “Have you all forgotten that I’m here? I could die waiting for you to stop flirting. I am an old man, you know.”

  “Sorry, grandpa, she’s decent now,” Aleki said cheerfully.

  “Put her on the bed, Wolfe,” Obian ordered.

  When he set her down on the huge bed, she was finally able to catch a glimpse of the short, wrinkled man. Wow. He didn’t look far off a hundred and fifty. Then to her shock, he stepped up to Aleki and reaching up on tiptoes, gave him a smack around the head.

  “Hey, what was that for!” Aleki rubbed his head.

  “I am not your grandpa. Rude boy.” He walked towards her. Well, shuffled because he didn’t lift his feet properly. A wide, charming smile crossed his face as he bowed slightly.

  “Hello, sweet flower. I am Obian. Palace physician and long-suffering acquaintance of Caleb, Aleki, and Wolfe.”

  “Acquaintance? Ouch, that hurts, man,” Aleki complained as he rubbed his head.

  Obian shot him a quelling look. “Hush. Now, my sweet flower, would you like these buffoons to leave while I examine you?”

  “We’re not leaving,” Caleb said firmly. “We have the right to stay.”

  “She has a right to privacy while I examine her, but if I must, I will order a screen to give her this. And you will not stop me.”

  A battle of wills ensued and she cleared her throat. “It’s okay if they stay.”

  “You are sure, sweet flower? I am not opposed to using my muscle to get rid of them.”

  What muscle? But she refrained from asking and instead gave him a smile. “I’m sure.”

  “I’ll go wash my hands, sweet flower. Get comfortable.”

  She waited until he left to glance over at Caleb. “Why is he calling me sweet flower?”

  “Who knows?” he said. “He’s a big flirt.”

  “You need panties,” Wolfe stated, going to a drawer to find some. “Unless he wants to do a pelvic exam.”

  “He’s not doing a pelvic exam,” she said firmly.

  “How long since you had a pelvic exam?” Obian asked cheerfully as he walked back in.

  “Six months.”

  “All good?”

  “Yes, everything was fine.”

  “No need then.” He waved a hand.

  “Good, then you can put panties on.” Wolfe knelt by her feet and held up a scrap of lace that hardly seemed to constitute panties.

  “Obian, turn around,” Wolfe commanded.

  “All of you can turn around,” she countered.

  “Why?” Wolfe asked. “I’ve seen you naked.”

  “Me too.” Aleki grinned.

  “I haven’t,” Caleb said mournfully.

  “Turn. All of you.” She stared at them until they all turned and she slipped the panties on under Aleki’s T-shirt, which was miles too big.

  Thankfully, Obian didn’t take long examining her and his touch was sure and professional. After a minute, she was regretting letting the guys stay, though, as they glared at him every time he touched her.

  After Wolfe growled for the third time, she gave them a firm look. “The next person who grunts, scowls, or growls is out of here.”

  Obian chucked. “You tell them, sweet flower. So foolish, to be jealous of an old man. Not that I could not pop a pill and show you a good time.”

  She turned her glare on the doctor as all three men grew tense, their faces filling with thunder. “Not helping, Obian.”

  “How did you hurt your knee?” He carefully examined her red knee.

  “She slipped trying to get out of the bath on her own,” Wolfe stated coldly.

  She bit her lip. Uh-oh.

  “Why was she getting out on her own? She has an injured foot and arm. She cannot get in and out of the bath alone.”

  “She wasn’t supposed to,” Caleb said in a firm voice. “She was told to call for someone.”

  “Ahh, someone is getting a hot bottom soon, then, huh?”

  She gaped at Obian. Did he just say that? He didn’t, right?

  Dream. It was a dream.

  Aleki caught her hand before she could pinch herself and she scowled up at him.

  “So she is well enough to be spanked?” Wolfe asked. “Because she is owed several other punishments as well.”

  “I would wait another forty-eight hours at least,” Obian replied. “Let her rest and eat first. Nothing strenuous until then. No spanking. No hanky-panky.”

  No hanky-panky? Did he just say that?

  But all the men nodded. And Wolfe tapped on his phone. Did he just make a note of that?

  “Anything else we need to know?” Wolfe asked. “I have a list of food from her doctor. Does it look right to you?” He showed his phone to Obian. “I took a photo of it so I wouldn’t lose it.”

  “Yes. Yes, this looks good. Some treats are also allowed.” He winked at her. “A little flower cannot be without treats, especially when she is a good girl for the doctor.”

  She blushed at his words. Little flower? Did he see something in her that told him she was a Little?

  “What about her foot? She should keep off it?” Wolfe asked.

  “Yes, stay off it until the swelling goes down. She has crutches?”

  “Yeah, we’ve got some,” Caleb said.

  They did? Then why had they been carrying her around all this time?

  “But she doesn’t need them when she has us,” Caleb added.

  Obian shook his head. “And what if she has to pee in the middle of the night?”

  “Then she can wake one of us,” Aleki told him.

  “And what if you don’t hear her?”

  “One of us will be right beside her, Obian,” Caleb said. “Even Aleki will hear her.”

  “I want the crutches,” she demanded.

  “No,” Wolfe said.

  “Damn it, Wolfe.”

  “You could slip and hurt yourself further. Like you did in the bathtub.”

  She entered into a glaring contest with him.

  “Damn it,” she muttered. “Sometimes I should get to win.”

  Caleb reached down and tucked her hair behind her head. “Your arm is still hurting you. We don’t want to aggravate it. And it takes a lot of energy to use crutches. Energy you need to heal. Let us help, okay? Otherwise, Aleki will sulk.”

  “I will go now,” Obian said. “An elder will be here soon to check on you, sweet flower. Good luck to you.”

  “Thanks,” she said.

  “You will need it with this lot.”

  Soon after Obian left, an elder arrived. To her surprise, it was an older woman with a gentle smile who wanted to check that she felt safe and not pressured into anything. It made her feel better about everything. The other woman even helped her put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt they found in the drawers.

  After she left, Vivi tried to hop to the door, which was open a crack. As she opened it, Caleb stood on the other side.

  He sighed. “You’re
such a brat. Why didn’t you wait for one of us to come get you?”

  “I thought I might be able to hop out.” She leaned on the doorway, breathing heavily already. “Unfortunately, I’m not that great at hopping.”

  “No trying to get around without one of us to help you,” he said sternly. Then his gaze dropped to her body and he gulped. “What are you wearing?”

  “A tank top and shorts.”

  “Where’s the rest of the material?” he demanded. He placed his hands on her hips to steady her. Damn, she really was out of shape.

  “You sound like my father.” Except her father had never actually noticed what she was wearing. Unless it impacted him.

  “Don’t want to be your father.” He drew her close to him, picking her up so she had to wrap her legs around his waist. “I want to be your Daddy.”

  “I might need some help with that. I don’t know what to do.”

  “You do whatever you feel is right. There’s no pressure.”

  “Is there like a manual? A test to figure out if you’re a Little? A checklist? If there’s a checklist, Wolfe will have it.”

  He chuckled. “He would. But there’s not. There are some books in the playroom if you want to read them.”

  “Playroom?”

  “Uh-huh. I’ll show you that tomorrow. Right now, we need to get you dressed in something decent and fed. Then it’s to bed for you.”

  “Alone?”

  He shook his head. “I’d prefer you didn’t sleep alone. Tonight, you’re with me. But I can sleep on the floor if you’d rather not share a bed with me.”

  “No, uhh, I think I’d like that. To share a bed.” A shiver ran through her and she unconsciously pressed herself closer to him. God, what would it feel like for him to touch her?

  “For sleeping purposes only, of course. Doctor’s orders.” He leaned in and nipped at the spot where her neck and shoulder met. “But when you’re feeling better, be ready. Because I’ve been waiting eight years to have you in my bed. And not just for morning cuddles.”

  She buried her face in his chest.

  “Hey, what’s taking so long? She okay?” Aleki asked.

  She turned her head to look at him striding towards them. He hadn’t put another shirt on. All those muscles. Holy. Hell. How was she supposed to concentrate on anything else with all that delicious skin on display?

  “Yeah, I’ve just got to go find her something else to wear.”

  Aleki placed his hand on her ass and she shivered as his heat infiltrated her shorts and seared the skin of her ass

  “Why? She looks damn fine in what she’s wearing.”

  “There’s not enough of it,” Caleb grumbled.

  She rolled her eyes. He really did sound like an old man.

  “What does it matter?” Aleki asked.

  “Her ass pokes out the bottom of the shorts.”

  It did? Crap. She hadn’t been able to look in the mirror.

  “So? There’s only us here. No one else will see her. And I have no problems with checking out her ass. I’d have no problem if she wanted to take up nudism. So long as it was for our eyes only. Might even do it with her.”

  “As long as it’s for my eyes only,” she warned Aleki, glaring at him over her shoulder.

  He grinned wickedly.

  “And it wouldn’t be, since Wolfe and I live here too,” Caleb said dryly. “I’ve seen enough of Aleki’s dick to last me a lifetime.”

  “Hey,” Aleki protested. “It happens to be a very nice dick. Vivi always thought so, didn’t you, baby girl?”

  She’d had no complaints.

  “Come on. Let’s go have dinner before Wolfe has a coronary about being off schedule,” Caleb said dryly.

  Aleki moved away and she instantly missed his touch. Caleb walked her down the passage and through the dining area, out onto the verandah.

  “Does Wolfe really have a schedule for when I eat and drink?” she asked as Caleb set her in a chair. Aleki had disappeared into the kitchen.

  Caleb pushed her in and she looked around the shaded verandah. It was like a private oasis back here. To her surprise, there were a lot of trees and greenery. Not something she’d expected to find. But they were close to the coast.

  A huge, glistening pool made up most of the backyard. She shivered, she wouldn’t go near that. She had been terrified of large bodies of water since her mom drowned.

  “Yep, I’m afraid so,” Caleb said with a grin. “Wolfe likes his lists and schedules.”

  “Wolfe has to keep everyone on the same page, or Aleki would be all over the show, feeding her too much junk and not putting her to bed on time,” Wolfe stated as he walked out.

  He took a seat opposite her.

  “Hey, I would not. I’m all about going to bed on time.” Aleki winked at her as he strode out onto the verandah and placed a plate in front of her. She blinked down at the oval-shaped item on her plate.

  “What’s this?”

  “Pie.”

  “Pie? I’m eating pie for dinner?” Wasn’t it a dessert food? Although this didn’t look like any pie she’d ever eaten.

  “It’s a meat pie,” Aleki said proudly. “I got a pie maker sent over here. Been preparing these since we got home.”

  A meat pie? She looked at Caleb questioningly. He just shrugged. “They actually aren’t bad.”

  “When we first got the pie maker, he made them all the time,” Wolfe told her. “I was starting to get worried about his cholesterol.” He stared over at her. “What are you wearing?”

  “I thought you bought it for her?” Caleb questioned as Aleki returned with plates for all of them.

  “I think she looks hot,” Aleki winked at her as Wolfe stood and poured her a glass of iced water.

  “Where is the rest of it?” Wolfe snapped.

  She sighed and looked down at herself. “It’s not that bad, is it?”

  “Maybe I shouldn’t have shopped in the kid’s department,” Wolfe murmured.

  “Kids department?” She gaped at him. “Seriously?”

  “You’re so tiny. But also tall. I forgot to tell the woman assisting me that. She helped get your bra as well. Although she wanted to put you in a trainer one. I said you had plenty of experience wearing one.”

  She groaned and rested her head in her hand as Aleki whooped with laughter.

  “What?” Wolfe asked.

  “She obviously thought you were shopping for your teenage daughter,” Caleb told him.

  Wolfe looked thoughtful. “Hmm, next time I will tell her it’s for my bride. Not that I’ll likely shop there again, of course.”

  She groaned.

  “You need to wear more, though,” Wolfe told her. He shifted around on his chair then reached down to adjust himself. “It is hard to concentrate when my dick keeps going hard around you. And I already jacked off in the shower before coming out here.”

  She had just taken a sip of water when he said that. Eyes watering, she started coughing and choking, gasping for breath.

  “Vivi!” Caleb jumped out of his chair and came around to pat her back.

  “What is it? Should I get Obian?” Wolfe asked frantically. “What did she choke on?”

  She took a gasping breath in.

  “She’s okay,” Caleb said soothingly. “You’re all right, aren’t you, jelly bean?”

  “Yeah,” she gasped. “It just went down wrong.”

  “Dude, talking about beating one off at the dinner table just isn’t cool,” Aleki told Wolfe.

  “Oh, I’m sorry. I hardly ever have to masturbate. It was a shock.”

  She took another gasping breath.

  “Maybe we shouldn’t talk about anything sexual at the dinner table, hmm?” Caleb suggested. “We don’t want Vivi choking on her water again.”

  There was amusement in his voice and she turned to glare at him. He just grinned down at her with a wink.

  Asshole.

  “She shouldn’t be choking on water,” Wolfe said. “
Perhaps we should start using a bottle and feeding her ourselves.”

  Was he for real?

  “Let’s just wait and see, yeah?” Caleb told Wolfe. “I don’t think she’s ready for that. Okay now, jelly bean?

  She nodded. “Sorry.”

  “You all need to eat,” Aleki complained. “My food is getting cold.”

  Might not be a bad thing, she wasn’t at all sure about this pie with meat. But when she dug into it, she discovered it wasn’t too bad.

  “Pie isn’t on the doctor’s list of food,” Wolfe muttered.

  “I’m sure it won’t hurt her,” Caleb countered calmly.

  Wolfe grumbled but didn’t say anything more.

  But a third through, she was full. She leaned back and rubbed her belly.

  “You need to eat more,” Wolfe commented.

  “I’m already full. If I eat any more, I’ll vomit.”

  “That’s too bad,” Caleb said sadly.

  “Why?” she asked suspiciously.

  “Because there’re raspberries and freshly whipped cream for dessert,” Aleki told her. He patted his stomach. “More for me.”

  “Hey, wait now. Everyone knows there’s a separate stomach for dessert!”

  22

  You’re a grown woman.

  You don’t need to be shy about sleeping with a man. And it’s just sleeping. Remember?

  How could it be just anything when this was Caleb. Her Caleb.

  She yawned. Even though she’d slept for most of the flight, she was still tired. Probably due to jet lag or something. Man, she really wished she had Piggles.

  “A grown woman doesn’t sleep with a stuffed toy.”

  “She does if she needs to,” Caleb said from the bathroom. They were in her bedroom. Apparently, they were going to take turns sleeping with her.

  Which was very civilized.

  And slightly bizarre.

  She bet Wolfe had a chart for that too.

  Oh, Lord. Save her.

  She might have to give up the prayers because the Lord didn’t seem to be answering them. Maybe he was pissed off at her.

  Of course, considering the size of the bed, they could likely all sleep in here together. “Umm, oh, I don’t need . . .” she trailed off at his stern look.

  “What’s the rule about lying, little girl?”