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“Sure, Daddy,” I whisper. I intended it to sound all purring and seductive but instead I’m giggling like a naughty teenager.
Shane’s entire face darkens and he glares at me, running his tongue over his lip. The entire room crackles with tension. Without another word, he picks me up and hoists me over his shoulder. When I protest he smacks my ass—hard.
“Hey, we were kind of the middle of something and we’re going out in three hours,” Liam yells as Shane walks out of the room.
“I’ll be done with her in one. Two tops,” Shane replies.
Mikey makes a clicking sound before he adds. “New kink unlocked.” Both he and Liam burst into laughter while my head spins from hanging upside down.
“Can I walk to wherever you’re taking me?” I ask.
“No, because naughty little brats are carried,” he growls and smacks my ass again, making me squeal.
As he heads down the hallway I hear footsteps coming toward us.
“Babies are sound asleep,” Conor says after he’s just walked out of our children’s nursery. “Would take an earthquake to wake those two now.”
“Good, because I plan on making their mother scream this goddamn building down,” Shane says making his younger brother chuckle.
“Let me see her,” Conor says, and Shane turns sideways so Conor can talk to both of us. He cups my chin in his hand and arches an eyebrow. “Were you drinking tequila with the twins?”
“Well, I was going to, until I got forcibly removed from the kitchen.”
“So what did you do?”
“Um,” I chew on my lip. “I called Shane daddy.”
Conor looks at his older brother then, amusement all over his face. “I see,” he says with a knowing nod.
“Yeah,” Shane agrees with him although I’m unsure what he’s agreeing with. I feel like I’m out of the loop. I swear these two can read each other’s minds just like Liam and Mikey can.
“I gotta grab a shower and something to eat but then maybe I’ll join you,” Conor says, his wicked grin flooding my body with heat and desire.
“We’ll be in the end room,” Shane tells him and I shiver. That room is where he takes me when he either wants to punish me, or fuck me like a demon – or both.
Conor laughs darkly before he gives me a sweet kiss on the lips. “Good luck, angel. Try not to pass out before I get there.”
“I’ll do my best,” I flutter my eyelashes and Shane resumes carrying me down the hallway to the end bedroom. It used to be Conor’s bedroom but now we all share a room so we had it sound proofed. It’s kind of become our grown up play room. It can only be accessed with one of our fingerprints to ensure no guests can enter—or tiny toddlers when our kids get older.
As soon as we’re inside the room, Shane kicks the door closed and sets me on my feet beside the huge chaise lounge—or sex sofa as Mikey has aptly named it. He looks down at me, his eyes narrowed and his six foot two frame towering over me.
“You want to call me that again, sweetheart?” he asks, his deep, low voice melting my core.
“Daddy?” I whisper, my legs trembling in anticipation. I’ve never had daddy issues, despite having good reason to, and I have nevereverhad a daddy kink. Neither has Shane, as far as I’m aware. So I have no idea why the hell he’s looking at me like that or why I’m about ready to melt into a goddamn puddle on the floor.
He steps closer until his body is touching mine and trails his fingertips over my cheek. “What have I warned you about drinking with those boys, Jessie?” he growls.
My brain takes a few seconds to compute what he’s saying and then I realize we’re actually doing this.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, fluttering my eyelashes.
He dips his head, ghosting his lips over the shell of my ear. “You know those boys are only interested in you for one thing.”
“But they’re my friends.”
“Friends who only want to fuck you, sweetheart. Did you let them fuck your tight little holes?”
I gasp as wet heat sears between my thighs. Damn, this is way hotter than I thought it would be. But then Shane Ryan makes everything hot. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I purr.
