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“Rules?”
“Yes. Rules. You’ll have rules you’ll follow, or you’ll find yourself in the corner or over my knee. Or both.”
She stares at me in the reflection of the mirror. “Like what kind of rules?”
I turn her around to face me and pull her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. The lace bra she’s wearing is sheer enough that I can see the rosy color of her nipples. My heart lurches while my cock stirs to attention.
Not wanting to linger or stare since that’s not what tonight is about, I reach behind her to unsnap her bra. “First, no swearing. We already talked about that one. Next is no lying or hiding yourself from me. I want to see you. All of you. And I don’t just mean physically. Do you understand?”
When I pull the bra away from her chest, she shivers. I’d bet a good amount of money it’s not because she’s cold. If I were to dip my hand between her thighs, I wonder how wet I’d find her panties to be.
“Yes. What about you? Are you going to lie to me?”
I shake my head. “Never. Next rule, and it’s important; I need to know where you are at all times. That way I can assess how safe it is and decide if you need to have guards with you.
Her eyebrows furrow. “I thought there was a pact in place, so you all got along?”
“There is. Among all of the syndicates. But there are groups out there who aren’t part of it. We always have enemies. You might feel like it’s controlling or an invasion of your privacy, but it’s purely for your safety. It’s my job to keep you safe now, and I take that very seriously. Okay?”
She nods but doesn’t say anything, so I keep going. “Next, you call me Daddy. The only time I will make an exception is if we’re around people we don’t know. In front of any of our men, and in front of Cali or Scarlet, you will call me Daddy. They call their men Daddy in front of all of us, so it’s quite normal around here. Almost all of our men are either Daddies or Doms.”
I drop the shirt over her head and wait until it’s in place before I speak again. “Next rule, and it’s also an important one. From now on, you don’t touch your pussy for anything other than hygiene purposes. No playing with it, using toys on it, or doing anything that might bring your perfect cunt pleasure. Your pussy is mine now, and the only time you’re going to come is from my mouth, fingers, or cock. Understood?”
Her mouth goes slack as she starts blinking rapidly. It’s fucking adorable. I had a feeling she wouldn’t like that rule.
“That is so not fair. I disagree with that rule.”
When I turn her to face the mirror again, she crosses her arms and stares at my reflection with her chin lifted in defiance. I chuckle and start pulling pins from her buns, letting her honey-brown locks fall free.
“You can disagree with the rule all you want, but what Daddy says goes. No touching your pretty little pussy.”
As gently as I can, I remove the bands from her hair before I grab the brand-new brush I bought for her. It’s heavy wood and will be useful for multiple tasks. Like spanking her naughty bottom.
“Don’t I get a say in the rules? Like when one is stupid, can’t I nix it? Isn’t there a safeword or something?”
I chuckle and brush her hair until it’s shiny and smooth. “You will absolutely get to have a safeword. Tell me, baby, why do you hate that rule so much? Are you worried Daddy won’t pleasure your cunt enough? Because once we get to that point, I’ll be making sure you come often, and I assure you it will be better than any kind of orgasm you’ll be able to give yourself.”
Her lips open and close like a fish searching for water. My eyes trace down her body, and as they land on her pointed nipples, I lick my lips.
“How about this? We’ll make it a rule for now and revisit it in a month. If you still don’t want that rule, we’ll modify it.”
“Fine. But you’re not always going to get your way, you know. Just because you’re the Daddy doesn’t mean you always get to be the boss.”
Laughter bursts from my lips. I toss the brush on the counter and wrap my arms around her, pulling her back against my chest. When I nuzzle her neck and scrape my beard over it, she whimpers.
“That’s exactly what it means, Little girl. I’m the boss. I’m the one who’s in charge, and I’m responsible for you. Your only job from now on is to enjoy life. Daddy will take care of the rest.”
I slept like shit. Apparently, having Chloe wrapped up in my arms all night without being able to put my mouth on her body is an excellent torture tactic. If the FBI had shown up and started questioning me, I would have broken in a heartbeat and sang like a canary.
Even though I was rock hard the entire time, I wasn’t going to act on it. I promised her we wouldn’t do anything, and while I’m a lot of things, a liar isn’t one of them.
She seemed to sleep like a baby, though, so I don’t care if I’m a walking zombie for the entire day. If my girl is healthy, happy, and safe, I’m good.
When we pull up in front of Declan’s house, she nibbles on her bottom lip. We’re all getting together for breakfast so the girls can meet. Declan said he had something work-related to talk about, too.
“It’s going to be fine. I’ll be with you the entire time. If at any point you want to leave, just whisper in my ear that you want to go home, and we’ll be out of there in less than a minute. Okay?”
She fidgets with the hem of her dress. It’s the same one she wore last night. I need to buy her some clothes to keep at my house, so when she stays the night, she has stuff to wear besides my shirts. Although, I do like her in those. It’s like they’re marking her as mine, and I fucking love that.
