“Lift,” he says, and holds her ankle, removing the fabric. She clutches Remy’s arm and lifts her other foot. Lawson trails his fingers up her thighs as he gets to his feet.
“My turn,” I say gruffly, and my brothers ease back. I step close, look from her feet to her face. “Are you ready for this?” She nods quickly. “Words,” I order.
“Yes, Daddy, I want you,” she breathes, and I harden even more.
“Good, Butterfly.” I trace the strap of her bra, back and forth, with each pass, getting closer to her breast. “There will be no limits on how much or when you can come. Tonight is special, and we want you to get as much pleasure out of our time together.” I glide my finger under her bra, touching her nipple lightly. “We want you to follow every order, and let us guide you. We are trying to go slow, but we want you. It feels like we have been waiting years for this moment.” I pull the fabric down, and her breast is bare. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says. Remy moves further back, and she looks at him.
“Eyes on me,” I rumble, and she listens. “Good. Don’t look away from me until I say otherwise.” She licks her lips and stares at me. I glide my fingers up her straps, hook them, and slide them over her shoulders. “Unhook it. Show me what belongs to me,” I demand, and she lifts her arms, bends them behind her. I wait and watch greedily as she follows my directions, and she tosses the lace aside. “You’re being so good,” I hum, gazing at her. “Let’s begin.” I grip the side of her panties and pull.
“Bane,” she moans as they fall to her feet.
“Not Bane,” I say deeply. “You know what you're supposed to call me.”
“Daddy.”
“Yes.” I take a step back. “Crawl to the middle of the bed. Lay down, and spread.” I touch my tongue to the corner of my mouth, tilt my head, and gaze upon her delicious ass as she turns and crawls onto the bed.
It’s time to claim my mate.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Haven
Ican feel all of their stares on every inch of my body. My arms tremble slightly as I move across the bed, eagerly doing as Bane asked. I’m ready to come because of their words and attention. This is the first time I’ve been naked with all of them in the room, and instead of being self-conscious, it turns me on even more. Hearing their words of love makes this moment so much sweeter. Everything we do together is out of emotion, and I know they'll take care of every need.
As gracefully as possible, I ease to my side once I’m in place, and roll onto my back. Bane is standing at the end of the bed, and I keep my eyes on his and bend my knees. I slowly spread my legs.
“Arms up,” he grits out. “Grab the rails.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I say sweetly, and he narrows his eyes. Perhaps I want to break his steely control. I love following his orders, but I think he would enjoy a little defiance.
“Easy, Butterfly,” he says gruffly.
He puts his knee on the mattress before I can reply. The words I was going to say escape me when his hands brace on the bed as he climbs between my legs. I swallow hard and wait in anticipation. He dips down, his muscled arms aiding him, and he kisses my ankle. I inhale sharply. His mouth parts, and trails up my leg. I tighten my fingers, fighting the urge to grip his hair, and guide him where I want him to go. His tongue tastes my skin as he travels, and I bite my lip. I want to plead with him. My body is ready, and he’s going too slow. He lifts one hand and grips the outside of my other leg, squeezing lightly. He scrapes his teeth across the crook of my thigh, and I lift my hips.
“Daddy,” I moan, and he lifts his head.
“Impatient,” he says.
“Yes,” I hiss.
“Good,” he smirks, leans down, and sucks my clit.
“Fuck.” I push my head into the pillow.
“How does she taste?” Hunter asks. It’s natural to look at the person who is speaking, but I resist. Bane gave an order.
“Fucking delicious,” Bane rumbles, and the vibration makes my eyes cross.
“There may be a brat inside our mate,” Remy hums.
“It'll be fun to explore how bratty she can be,” Lawson says.
“Not tonight,” Bane says, lifting his head. “Tonight, she’s going to be good.” He lifts a brow.
“I’m good,” I gasp.
