Daddy Bear

by Roberts, Laylah

  He pushed his finger partially up inside her. “Do you want me here tonight, Ellie? Do you want me to take your virginity?”

  He thrust his finger in and out of her. Her heart raced. It wasn’t nearly enough. She needed him. Felt so empty. So needy.

  “Yes,” she told him breathlessly.

  He pulled his finger out, it glistened with her juices. He ran it over her nipple, coating the tight nub with her dew. “Then answer me.”

  He leaned in and licked her essence off her nipple. Oh fuck. That just pushed her arousal higher. Answer him? What was the question again? Oh yeah, had she masturbated. She groaned, knowing he’d stop if she didn’t answer.

  “Yes. I did.”

  “And did you think of me as you rubbed at your little clit? Or did you use a toy on yourself? Did you play with your nipples and think about the way I suckled on them?” His voice was low, husky as he questioned her and it sent waves of arousal shivering across her skin.

  “Yes! Yes!” she cried out as he continued to lick at her nipple.

  “And did it feel as good as when I had my tongue against your clit, licking you like you’re my favorite treat?”

  “No. No, it didn’t feel nearly as good.” Nothing came close to when he touched her.

  “Tell me what you want,” he demanded.

  “You. Inside me.”

  He shook his head with a smile. “No, not yet. Not until you’re mad with arousal.”

  “I’m mad with arousal now!” she protested.

  “I don’t think so. You’ve got a way to go yet.” He kissed his way down her tummy. “Pull your legs up to your chest and hold them there.”

  She couldn’t believe the things he demanded of her. And yet, she didn’t want it any other way. She loved when he took command. She drew her legs up to her chest, holding them there.

  He lay on his stomach, his face inches from her pussy. He ran his finger along the top of her pussy. “I can see you kept up your grooming. That’s very nice. But from now on, Daddy takes care of all your personal grooming, understand?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  “Good girl. Now keep hold of your legs, but spread them wide for me.”

  She whimpered as she spread her legs, putting herself completely on display for him.

  “Pretty, pretty pussy.” He patted it softly then leaned in and ran his tongue along the slit.

  Her legs trembled. Not that she was getting tired or cramped in this position but because she wanted more. Needed more.

  Parting her lips, he pressed his tongue against her clit, just holding it there. Then he started to push a finger inside her, even further than he had before. It was tight, it burned, and she started to wonder for the first time just how this was going to work.

  “Shh,” he told her. “I’m going to look after you, Ellie. All you need to do is what I tell you. Let me take care of everything else. Good girl. Relax.”

  It was pretty impossible to relax when his tongue lapped at her clit. Oh God. Shit. It felt unbelievably good. Too good. She wanted it to last forever, yet she knew it wouldn’t take much to make her come.

  “Oh. Oh. More. Please, more.”

  He had two fingers partially inside her passage, stretching her. “That’s it, little girl. Stretch for me. Damn, you are going to feel so tight around my cock. You come whenever you like. That’s it. Come for me now.”

  The first ripple ran over her, a small precursor. Then her orgasm slammed into her like a steam engine, robbing her of her ability to breathe, to think. She dropped her hold on her legs, no longer able to keep them in place. But Bear moved onto his knees and pressed her legs back with his body as he leaned over her, his weight resting on his hands on either side of her. His cock nudged her entrance. Reaching down, he grasped hold of the shaft and guided himself inside her.

  She was still rocking from the effects of that mind-blowing orgasm and it took her a moment to register the feeling of being stretched. Of being full. Too full. Then he gave a sudden thrust, breaking past the barrier of her virginity.

  She let out a scream. And this wasn’t one of pleasure. Oh fuck, that hurt. It hurt so bad.

  “Shh, baby girl. It’s okay. It’s all over now.”

  “That hurt!” she wailed. Tears dripped down her face. She knew it would hurt, but she’d never figured it would be that bad. Her insides burned and throbbed. How could this be pleasurable?

  “I know, sweetheart. But it’s all over now. Shh, don’t cry. You’re breaking my heart.”

  It took her awhile to calm herself. The burning was starting to fade as she realized this couldn’t be all that comfortable for him, laying there with his cock inside her. She needed to get her shit together.

  “I’m sorry, you can move if you want.”

  He gave a chuckle. “Baby, I’m not moving until you stop crying. Hush, now. Give me your breast. Let Daddy make it all okay.”

  She offered up her breast to him and he had to bend to reach it since he was so much bigger than her. He suckled gently on her nipple. Pleasure trickled through her body. His sucking became stronger and she groaned as she felt an answering tug in her clit. Then he moved to her other nipple, doing the same. And suddenly she wanted him to move. She wanted to feel him come inside her. She pushed her hips up.

  “More,” she groaned.

  “Does my baby want me to fuck her?” he murmured in a husky voice that sent a shiver across her skin.

  “Yes, please.”

  He grinned. “Always so polite. Such a good girl, aren’t you? My good, dirty girl. Fuck, I love you.”

  He drew his cock out of her tight passage as he talked, going slowly then he pushed himself deep. As he moved, the hurt morphed into something else. With each thrust, he hit a spot inside her than sent sparks of desire through her blood. He reached between them to rub at her clit.

  “Do you need to come again, baby girl?” he asked her.

  “Yes. Oh yes please!”

  “So hot. So tight. Fuck, you make me lose control so easily.”

  Her breasts bobbed with each thrust and he groaned as he stared down at them. “Perfect breasts, beautiful face and the most loving personality of anyone I’ve ever met. And mine, all mine.”

  “All yours. Now please, make me come!”

  He grinned. “Your wish is my command.”

  He moved harder. Faster. Her pleasure bloomed then exploded in a rush that left her shaking beneath him, her cries filling the room. He placed both hands on the mattress and fucked her. There was no other word for it. She wrapped her legs around his waist and just held on for the ride.

  Oh, and what a ride it was. Sweat coated their bodies. Their breaths came in sharp pants. The muscles in his neck were tight, his jaw clenched as he drove himself deep inside her.

  “I’m so close, baby girl. So close.”

  She kissed her way along his chest, sucking one nipple into her mouth. He came with a shout, stilling, his breath coming in raw, hard pants. She ran her hand up and down his back, as though trying to soothe him.

  “So good. Shit,” he muttered. Slowly, he withdrew from her. Now that the adrenaline was fading, she was aware that she felt a little tender down there. But when he rolled to his side and tucked her into his side, she decided she didn’t care.

  Because this was perfect. This was where she was meant to be. This was home.

  Epilogue

  “Where are your glasses, little girl?” Daddy asked in a low rumble as he put a sippy cup filled with water beside her on the floor.

  Uh-oh.

  “Umm, I’m not sure, Daddy,” she said as she concentrated on her drawing.

  A big hand reached down and plucked the colored pencil she’d been using out of her hand.

  “Hey, Daddy, I was using that.” She glared up at him.

  “You shouldn’t be doing any drawing without your glasses on,” he rumbled back at her. “You know Doc said you need them for reading and drawing.”

  “Doc’s mean.”

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bsp; Daddy raised an eyebrow. “Why? Because he said it’s perfectly safe for Daddy to spank you now?”

  “Yes. Mean.”

  Turned out Doc was right and her headaches had been related to her eyesight. Since getting her glasses, her headaches had all but disappeared. Just yesterday, Doc had given her a clean bill of health. He’d also told Bear he was free to spank her ass as often as was required. She’d poked her tongue out at him for that, which had resulted in Bear giving her a couple of swats right there in front of him.

  “Seems to me the ban on spanking ended just in time,” he told her mildly. “You still haven’t answered me. Where are your glasses?”

  “I really don’t know. I can’t find them.” She glanced to see how upset he was with her.

  He just heaved out a breath. “You lost them again?”

  She chewed at her lip. “Uh-huh, I’m sorry, Daddy.”

  “I swear I’m going to find some way to secure them to your clothing like they do with pacifiers.”

  “I’m not a baby, Daddy!” she informed him haughtily.

  “Where have you been today that you might have lost them?”

  “To see Doc.”

  “No. We brought them back with us. I remember putting them in your case on the shelf, where they are supposed to be kept when you’re not using them.” He gave her a stern look.

  She bit her lip, looking up at the shelf. The case was there, but not the glasses.

  “Maybe the bad fairies stole them,” she suggested, bouncing up and down slightly, pleased with herself for thinking of that.

  “Bad fairies, huh? Or maybe they were left somewhere by one naughty girl who can’t seem to keep track of her possessions?”

  Her shoulders slumped. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

  He crouched in front of her. “It’s okay, baby. Daddy knows you don’t mean to keep losing them.”

  Well, maybe there was a part of her that wouldn’t mind saying goodbye to them permanently. She hated wearing them. But she hated the headaches more.

  “Drink your water,” he commanded.

  She wrinkled her nose at the sippy cup. “Can I have juice, Daddy?”

  “Nope, you know Doc wants you to drink more water. Drink. Or you’ll be sitting on a sore bottom and still having to drink your water.”

  She sighed. “Fine.”

  “Watch the attitude, young lady.”

  She blew her tongue out at him. He raised one eyebrow, giving her the look. The look meant she’d pushed him too far. Uh-oh. She stood. She had no idea where she was planning on running to, but before she could move, he’d grabbed hold of her. He pulled a chair out from the small dining table, then put his foot up on the seat before tipping her over his wide thigh.

  Before she could protest, he had delivered a flurry of smacks to her ass. They weren’t particularly hard. More to catch her attention than anything else. But by the time he’d placed her back on her feet, her bottom stung.

  She reached around to rub and he crossed his arms over his chest, giving her a pointed look. “I wouldn’t, baby girl. Not unless you want to spend some time in the corner.”

  Nope, she didn’t want that. She pouted but put her arms back at her sides. “That was mean, Daddy.”

  “Sticking your tongue out at Daddy and giving him sass wasn’t very nice, either, was it?” he countered.

  She shook her head, sniffling. “No. Sorry, Daddy.”

  He ran his hand over her head. “I love you, little girl. I’m so glad you’re here with me.”

  She threw herself into his arms. “Me too.” There was nowhere else she’d rather be. Bear took such good care of her. He was her daddy, her best friend, her lover and protector. When she’d decided to call her parents and let them know she was all right, he’d stood right next to her, one arm wrapped around her. And when her mother had told her never to call again, that she was dead to them, he’d held her as she’d cried.

  “Tell me what you’re drawing,” he said, glancing down at the picture.

  “Guess,” she replied with a grin.

  There was silence and she had to hold back a giggle. Poor Daddy, he had no idea what he was looking at. And she liked to tease him sometimes.

  “Well, Daddy? What is it?”

  “It’s a masterpiece, is what it is.” He leaned in and kissed the top of her head.

  She giggled. “You always say that.”

  “We’re going to need a bigger fridge to put all your masterpieces on.” He took the picture from her and hung it up proudly. In the beginning, she’d been embarrassed that someone might see. Her Little side was just for Daddy. But very few people ever came into their cabin, and those that had seen the pictures she’d drawn hadn’t even blinked.

  And as she’d gotten to know everyone on the ranch, she’d grown less worried that they might judge or ridicule her. Every man here seemed intent on making her feel as comfortable as possible. They were also all overly protective.

  But that was kind of sweet. Except for when they tattled on her.

  She loved living here, in their little cabin. Bear had told her that they could move into a bigger one, but she didn’t really want to. This place was cozy and sweet. Bear worked a lot during the day, but when he came home, he gave all of his attention to her. It was amazing. She’d been so lonely, starved for affection and now she had all the attention she could desire.

  She hadn’t been able to patch things up with her parents, but at least she’d tried. And she had a new family now.

  “All right, so back to your glasses. Did you go anywhere else after I brought you back here from visiting Doc?”

  She sighed. “I went to visit the horses, but only for a little while.”

  “Is that so?” he drawled.

  Uh-oh.

  “Someone tattled, didn’t they? Who was it? Linc?”

  “It doesn’t matter who. I told you to take a nap. How long after I put you down did you get up and go down to the stables?”

  “I didn’t look at the time, Daddy.”

  He snorted. “I bet you didn’t. That was naughty of you, Ellie.”

  “I wasn’t tired, Daddy. I just wanted to go give Eagle a few treats.” Eagle was Bear’s horse and she loved him. But Bear wouldn’t let her ride him. He wanted her to learn to ride on a gentler horse. She didn’t think Eagle would like her riding another horse, though.

  “He’s going to get fat on all the treats you give him,” he said dryly.

  “He gets lonely. He likes me visiting.”

  “He does. And you can visit whenever you like. But only if I haven’t given you orders to rest or stay in the cabin.” He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back against the counter of the small kitchen area. They didn’t cook in here, but took all their meals in the main dining hall, which was just as well since she was such a terrible cook. “And only if you dress appropriately and stick to the main paths. No wandering off.”

  “I didn’t wander off,” she protested.

  “Clint is threatening to put a GPS tracker on you,” he told her. “I’m in agreement.”

  “Get lost a few times and suddenly everyone wants to track you.” She threw her hands up in the air.

  “A few times? You’ve been here for less than three weeks and you’ve wandered off five times!”

  “I’m sure I’ll get better at navigating my way around.”

  He pointed a finger at her. “I’m not so sure. Do you remember your rules about walking around the ranch?”

  “I have to keep to the main paths and carry my cell phone everywhere,” she replied.

  A sudden knock on the door had her turning with a gasp. She looked down at herself. She was dressed in the onesie Bear had ordered for her online. It had just arrived today. It was grey and white; the hood had a pair of ears and a rabbit face. It even had a fluffy tail at the back.

  Lots of adults wore onesies like this nowadays. Of course, they didn’t all have back flaps that made it easier for Daddy to reach her bottom. But the
person at the door didn’t need to know that.

  She still blushed slightly as Bear opened the door. Linc stood on the other side.

  “Linc,” Bear said with a nod.

  “Hey, Bear. Found these down by Eagle’s stall. Figured your girl might need them.” Linc handed Bear a pair of glasses and looked down at her with a smile. “Hey there, sweetheart. You look cute tonight.”

  She smiled shyly. “Thank you.”

  “Thanks, Linc. Appreciate it.”

  “No problem.”

  Bear turned after shutting the door and held up her glasses. He moved to the case and grabbed the cloth to clean them, then put them away.

  “See, I knew they’d be found in the end,” she said cheerfully.

  He gave her a firm look.

  “Are you mad at me for losing the glasses, Daddy?”

  “You know I’m not. But we do have a couple of punishments to take care of, don’t we?”

  “We do?” she asked with fake innocence.

  “You know full well that Daddy hasn’t yet punished you for not going to the doctor when you promised.”

  Drat. She figured he might have forgotten that. Yeah, she should have known she didn’t have that sort of luck.

  “I’ve been waiting until Doc gave the all clear to spank you. I’m also not happy that you disobeyed me today and got up after I put you down for a nap. Now, I want you to go and brush your teeth and go to the toilet then come back in here.”

  She dragged her steps as she got up and went into the small attached bathroom. She turned back to give him a pleading look. “But, Daddy, you already spanked me tonight. Can’t that be enough?”

  “Those few pats I gave you wouldn’t have even hurt. Certainly not enough to make an impression on you. Now git. You have five minutes. No dawdling. Since you missed your nap, you’re going to bed early.”

  Well, that just sucked. But she walked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth then used the toilet. She really wanted to delay the inevitable spanking, but she knew he’d just come in and drag her out and then he’d probably give her extras. She covered her bottom reflexively.