Her Daddies’ Saving Grace

by Laylah Roberts

  Reaching up, she wrapped her hand around the base of Brick’s dick, jacking at him as she took him into her mouth.

  “Open wide, Duchess. Let go so I can fuck your mouth.”

  Okay, that sounded like something she wanted to try. A finger flicked at her clit as Xavier drove himself in and out of her. And her arousal started to peak again.

  Then Brick used her mouth, driving his dick in until she almost started to gag. But he drew back at that point. She kept her mouth wide, tonguing his shaft when she managed to, but otherwise, she was simply along for the ride.

  “Fuck, fuck, I’m close to coming,” Brick told Xavier.

  “Same. Let me just get her there.” His finger flicked her clit more firmly, and she felt herself moving towards the edge. Then she screamed around Brick’s cock as she came. She felt him come in her mouth, his taste along her tongue, and she swallowed him down.

  Xavier thrust deep. Once. Twice. Three times. Then his own yell filled the room. He actually swore, making her smile as she continued to suck on Brick’s cock.

  Xavier pulled free, then lay next to her on the bed. She could hear his heavy breathing. He moved to the side and wrapped his arm around her waist. “You going to let Brick go, sweetheart?”

  She made a negative noise in the back of her throat.

  “Think she needs a minute,” Brick told him, running his fingers through her hair. “This calms her down.”

  “Yeah?” Xavier asked. “What does it do for you?”

  Brick chuckled. “Drives me fucking insane. But I wouldn’t change that for the world.”

  33

  Juliet stood in the corner and fumed.

  This wasn’t fair.

  She’d just needed a drink. She shouldn’t be punished for that, right? Okay, so she was only allowed three iced mochas a day. And maybe she’d been trying to sneak in a fourth drink.

  But how was a girl supposed to survive on just three? It was making her cranky.

  “Come here, Twink,” Xavier called out.

  Last night, after they’d made love to her, they’d bathed her together. She’d thrived under their care. But sometimes, she wished they didn’t pay such close attention. Like now.

  Turning, she huffed out a breath. Xavier raised an eyebrow. Brick was doing some work downstairs in the office, so it was just the two of them.

  “Maybe you need another ten minutes in the corner.”

  “No, Papa! I don’t. Really.”

  He crooked a finger at her and she slowly walked over to where he sat on the sofa. He settled her on his lap sideways. “You want to tell me what’s wrong, Twink?”

  “My tummy.” She placed her hand over her stomach. “It’s all tied up in knots.”

  “Because of Reuben?”

  She nodded.

  “I’m worried about him too. I know we haven’t gotten on that well for the last two years, but I miss him. I still love him.”

  She sighed and leaned into him. He held her tight, rocking her back and forth gently. But then he pulled back and tilted her head up. “But that worry is no excuse for being naughty. Too much caffeine isn’t good for you. I’m worried about what all this stress is doing. I think you need to have a check-up.”

  “No, Papa, I don’t.”

  “Yes, you do,” he replied sternly. “Now, you need to have some lunch.”

  He carried her over and sat her in a chair by Angelique.

  “Angelique, you’re in charge. You tell me if Juliet doesn’t behave.”

  She gave an outraged gasp. “Papa, you can’t put Angelique in charge! She’s so bossy and a total tattletale.”

  “Ah, but she’s a good person to keep you on your best behavior.”

  She sent Angelique a stern frown then glanced down at her sandwiches. They’d been cut into shapes so they looked like mermaid tails. She nibbled at one, studying her clothes. Papa had dressed her this morning in a pretty dress with a full skirt. It was pink and sparkly. Underneath, she had ruffly panties and a pair of long socks that went up over her knees. She looked super cute. She wished she was brave enough to wear something like this out in public.

  She ate a sandwich and some fruit.

  “Papa, I’m done.”

  “Let’s see how much you’ve eaten.” He glanced down with a nod. “Good. Now drink the water in your sippy cup.”

  She tilted up the sippy cup, gulping down water as quickly as she could. She had things to do. She’d just put it down when her phone started to ring.

  The sound of wolves howling filled the room, and she dropped her sippy cup and stood, racing for her phone on its holder. It was a video call. Her fingers shook as she answered it.

  “Reuben?”

  “Hey, Mini.” He looked exhausted, sounded even worse. But he was calling her. He was alive. He was safe.

  She burst into tears. Immediately, he looked terrified.

  “Mini, stop crying. Stop. Please. I’m all right. Hey, hey, stop now. you’ll make yourself sick.”

  Xavier stepped over to her, wrapping an arm around her. “Twink, it’s all right. He’s safe. He’s fine.”

  “Xavier? What are you doing there?” Reuben stared up at them both. Confusion filled his face.

  Xavier took a deep breath. “Juliet and I are together.”

  “What?” Reuben barked. “The last report I got said that asshole I hired to protect her had fucking claimed her in front of everyone at the Wishing Well. Now you’re with her? What the fuck? What is going on there? I couldn’t do anything about that other asshole at the time, although I will. He’s number one on my shit list.” Reuben pointed down the phone. “And you’re about to go to number two.”

  “Reuben, please,” Juliet told him. “That doesn’t matter.”

  “Doesn’t matter?” he yelled.

  “Reuben, are you safe? Is it over?” she asked.

  Reuben let out a deep breath. When was the last time he’d slept? Eaten?

  “Yeah, Mini. It’s over. You’re safe. I’m safe. I managed to get everything into place to take control of the situation. So you no longer need bodyguards. That asshole, Sampson, is the next one I’m calling. So I can damn well fire him.” Reuben narrowed his gaze. “Although I’d really like to know why you think you get to date my sister, Xavier.”

  “Because she wants me and I want her,” Xavier replied calmly.

  Reuben glared at him. “Not happening.”

  “It already has,” Xavier told him. “And if you don’t have anything nice to say about it, then I’d appreciate you not saying anything at all.”

  Reuben’s face started to go purple. Oh barnacles. Boy was about to blow.

  “I love him, Big Bad Wolf,” she told him quickly. “I love him, and I have for years. Please be happy for us.”

  Reuben seemed to take a moment to calm down. “Mini, you don’t know everything about him—”

  “He’s been my best friend for the last two years, Reuben. I think I know him well.”

  “Do you know that his parents are going to throw a shit fit over this? What if they don’t want you with her, Xavier? Are you going to break her heart? Not. Happening.”

  Xavier stiffened. “You were right about my mother. She lied about the lump.”

  Poor Xavier. He’d finally answered a call from his mother this morning and she’d confessed. She’d demanded that he forgive her, but he’d told her to give him time and to let him come to her.

  Juliet was so proud of him, even as she worried about him losing his parents over this. It was their own fault, of course. But she didn’t want Xavier to have regrets later.

  Reuben’s face softened. “I’m sorry. That must have hurt.”

  Xavier gave him a short nod. “My point is that I don’t care what my parents think. I’d certainly never allow them to harm my relationship with Juliet. And I would never break her heart. She’s my family now.”

  “You are not tying up my little sister and beating on her ass.”

  “Why not?” Juliet
asked. “I might like that.”

  Xavier winked at her while Reuben spluttered. “Juliet, you have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  “Reuben, I’m a grown woman. And I’m a sub.”

  “You’re a Little.”

  She blew out a breath. “So that means what? That I can’t enjoy being submissive during sex? That I’m not allowed to like being tied up and spanked? Or plugged? Or clamped?”

  “What the fuck have you done to my sister?” Reuben roared.

  Xavier sighed.

  Double barnacles.

  “What the hell is going on in here?” Brick grumbled as he walked in, looking all sexily mussed. Apparently, he was dealing with his accounts today, which seemed to put him in a grumpy mood. “I could hear yelling from outside the room.” He looked over at Juliet. “Duchess, I need you to come downstairs and suck my cock while I work to put me in a better mood.”

  Oh hell. He didn’t.

  He fucking didn’t!

  Brick sat on the sofa in Juliet’s playroom with a sigh.

  Juliet was curled up in his lap like a tiny kitten while Xavier sat across from him in the punishment chair.

  “The bastard fired me.” He was still in a bit of shock over the call with Reuben that he’d interrupted.

  “Well, you did ask your client to suck your cock,” Xavier said.

  “She’s not my client! She’s my baby girl.”

  Juliet smiled up at him.

  “And you started dating her while you worked for him,” Xavier added.

  “No one likes someone who’s so logical all the time,” Brick grumbled.

  Juliet and Xavier shared a look.

  “I saw that,” he told them. “He hates me.”

  No one said anything to that.

  “If it makes you feel any better, he’s not fond of me either,” Xavier told him.

  “But you have a tie to him. Unlike me. I’m just the guy who violated his sister.”

  Juliet made a noise of protest.

  “I know, Duchess. But that seems to be how he sees it.” Jesus, the threats he’d made. Brick could feel his balls shriveling up inside him. He was going to have nightmares over those threats.

  “Good news is that he said he can’t come visit for another week,” Xavier pointed out. “Bad news is that he doesn’t have to be here to make our lives a misery.”

  “I’m going to call him later when he’s calmed down,” Juliet whispered. “I’ll make him see sense.”

  Xavier still looked pensive.

  “On the positive side, at least the danger is gone,” he told her, trying to cheer her up. “Your brother is safe. You’re safe. Elias and Sterling can leave. Your life can get back to normal. I think if Elias and Sterling want to leave tonight, I’ll go with them.”

  For some reason, she stiffened in his hold, looking completely stricken.

  “Duchess? What’s wrong?”

  “You’re going to leave,” she croaked.

  “What?” He looked down at her in shock.

  “You’re gonna leave me. You were only here for the job.”

  “Like hell I was,” he growled. “What the hell are you talking about?”

  “Think about what you just said,” Xavier said dryly. “I’m going to go check my messages. I’ll be back soon. Oh, and don’t fuck her until I’ve checked her pussy. I want to do a complete check-up on her.” He got up and left.

  What he just said? He thought about it. Oh shit.

  “Duchess, look at me,” he said firmly. She raised her gaze to his, her eyes glassy.

  “Jesus, my girl, why would you think for even one moment that I would leave you? My life would be fucking empty without you. It’s . . . you . . . you fill me up. Fuck.” This shit didn’t come easy to him. He wasn’t a smooth talker like Xavier. “I love you. Do you still love me?”

  She nodded. “Of course.”

  “Then that’s all that matters, isn’t it? And you should know that as long as you love me, I’m here. Even then, you’d be hard-pressed to scrape me free.”

  “Like chewing gum on my shoe,” she said with a small smile.

  “Exactly. Although, gross.”

  “Even though my brother threatened to chop off your balls, sauté them in butter, then feed them to you?”

  “Still not leaving you.”

  “Even though he said he would smash your dick with a mallet?”

  “Still gonna be here.”

  “Even if he makes it impossible for you to find another job?”

  “Think you or the Doc have enough money to keep me in the style to which I’ve become accustomed?” he joked. Although that threat had hurt more than the rest. “Point is, Duchess. I’m going nowhere. When I said I was going to leave with Sterling and Elias, it was so I could go get my stuff and move here. I mean, if that’s what you want.” He realized then that he hadn’t actually asked her.

  “Of course it is. I want you here. I’ll come help you.”

  He shook his head. He knew she didn’t like to leave Wishingbone. “There’s not much to pack up. I want to get there and back as quick as possible, and I don’t want you traveling for hours in my truck just to turn around and come back. You’ll get too tired.”

  She pouted for a moment then nodded. “Fine, Daddy. But I’m going to miss you.”

  “I’ll miss you too. Let me text the guys and see what their plans are.”

  He sent off a text to Sterling, who was more likely to answer his phone.

  “They’re leaving in the morning. Hm, I guess that means that I get to be here for your check-up.”

  “Oh, goody.”

  34

  “I don’t like this,” she complained.

  “It doesn’t matter whether you like it or not,” Xavier said patiently as he pulled things out of his bag.

  “But why do we have to do it in the office?” she asked, looking to Brick, who just watched with an amused twist to his lips.

  “Because the table is at a good height,” Xavier explained patiently.

  “What if Elias and Sterling are watching?” she asked desperately.

  “They’ve turned off the camera in here,” Brick reassured her. “I have a panic button if we need help.”

  She grumbled.

  “Brick, can you strip our girl for me?” Xavier asked in his dominant voice.

  “Certainly. Come here, baby girl.”

  “Daddy, I don’t like visiting the doctor.”

  “Now, that’s not very nice, is it?” Brick scolded.

  Luckily, Xavier didn’t take offense to that, he just made an amused noise.

  “But he’ll poke and prod me.”

  “You didn’t mind when he poked and prodded you last night,” Brick teased as he started to undress her.

  “Daddy!” she protested.

  “Hush, you’re going to be fine,” Brick told her. “You need a check-up. You’ve been under too much stress.”

  “Exactly,” Xavier agreed as she stood there, naked.

  She shivered.

  “Cold?” Brick asked in concern, running his hands up and down her arms.

  “She gets like that when she’s nervous.” Xavier came over and cupped her chin. “You’re fine, Twink. Brick, would you help her onto her back on the desk? Arrange her so her legs rest over the end.”

  Xavier had laid out a sheet on the desk so it wasn’t that cold when Brick helped her on. She grabbed hold of his T-shirt. “Don’t leave, Daddy.”

  “I won’t,” he soothed.

  “Actually, sit up,” Xavier said. “Let’s do the basics first.”

  He checked her throat and eyes, her glands and looked in her ears. Then she had to breathe in deep while he listened to her lungs. She didn’t know why, because he was acting very professionally, but she was starting to get aroused. She could feel the moisture gathering between her legs.

  “Right, now lay back,” Xavier told her. “Put your hands behind your head.”

  She moved her hands obed
iently, and he started to give her a breast exam.

  There’s nothing sexy about a breast exam. There’s nothing sexy about a breast exam.

  Yeah, she could say it as much as she wanted, but her body didn’t believe it. Then he reached her nipple and lightly pinched it.

  She was pretty sure that wasn’t part of a routine breast exam.

  “She’s very responsive,” Xavier commented to Brick. “Look at how stiff her nipples have gotten.”

  “Prettiest color too,” Brick agreed. “Her breasts are spectacular. Same with her plump, pert ass, and that pussy. Pretty and it tastes amazing.”

  Xavier stared over at Brick, nodding seriously. They both seemed to ignore her as they spoke, but Xavier kept lightly pinching her nipple while Brick ran a finger over her other nipple.

  They couldn’t be oblivious to what they were doing to her, right?

  She wriggled around on the desk, wanting more.

  Xavier’s gaze shot down to her. “She’s having problems staying still.”

  “I’ve noticed that,” Brick said.

  Xavier sighed. “I might need to get you to hold her down if she wriggles too much. It’s essential that she remain still.”

  “I understand.”

  “What? I can stay still!” she told them.

  Xavier shook his head. “I doubt it. But let’s have a test. Let’s see if you can stay still while Brick sucks on your nipples.”

  She gasped then Brick’s lips surrounded her nipple. He sucked and she moaned, arching her back without thinking.

  “Nope, she can’t stay still as I suspected.”

  Brick slid her nipple free from his mouth and lapped at it with his tongue a few times before straightening. “Just tell me when you need me to hold her.”

  Xavier nodded gravely before he palpated her stomach. Then he walked down to her feet, running his fingers over her arches. She giggled, trying to kick out.

  He tut-tutted with fake disapproval. “We might have to get a proper examination table with restraints.”

  “Good idea,” Brick agreed.

  Killing her. They were trying to kill her.