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Lips twitching, Evander asked, “Everything okay?”
“Dandy.” Carrying the laptop into the kitchen, he set it on a high shelf. “Little minx was going to throw her shoe at me. Apparently, she becomes demonic when she’s working.”
“Is she joining us for dinner?”
“She is.” Eli’s eyes glinted with humor. “Don’t make me drag you out, Callie.”
As if on cue, she trudged out of the bedroom, stark naked. Her dark hair draped forward over her shoulders in an attempt to cover her bare breasts and pert nipples, but it wasn’t quite long enough. Her feet shuffled across the carpet, keeping her thighs together.
“Oh, babygirl,” Evander muttered when he saw the sheen of tears on her lashes.
“No, she doesn’t deserve sympathy. Those are temper tears, nothing more.” Folding his arms across his chest, Eli glowered at her. “What does a naughty girl say when she’s been belligerent and rude?”
Eyes on the floor, she curled her toes into the plush carpet. Her hands were linked together at the apex of her thighs, trying to conceal her mound. “I’m sorry.”
“Not good enough, Callie. Try again.”
This time, her eyes lifted, meeting Eli’s stony gaze first, then flicking briefly over to Evander’s. Genuine remorse shone in the gray, along with a fresh shine of tears. Her bottom lip trembled. “I’m sorry I was b-belligerent and r-rude, Daddy Eli. Very, very sorry…”
Unfolding his arms, Eli walked slowly toward her, then froze when she shrank into herself. Trembling.Afraid.
Evander straightened, ready to intervene, but Elias was already in motion.
Gently, he reached out and collared her throat with his big hand, forcing her to tip her head back. The trembling intensified, but he just stroked the side of her windpipe with his thumb. “That’s better, little one. An apology should be honest, don’t you think?”
Callie nodded in tremulous jerks.
“Why are you shaking?”
“You’re mad at me.”
“No, baby, I’m not. I’m frustrated with your behavior tonight, that’s all. Did you think I would hurt you for being a brat?”
Another pitiful nod.
He hummed low in his throat. “We need to work on that. Preferably when you’re not tired and overemotional. We’ll have dinner, watch a movie, and you’ll take your punishment before bed. Tomorrow, we’ll wake up with a fresh outlook, won’t we?”
“Yes, Daddy Eli.”
Blue eyes dark with desire landed on Evander, an eyebrow quirking in question.
It seemed that despite Elias not being a Daddy Dom, being called Daddy pressed all the right buttons—much like it did for Evander.
“I think that’s a very good idea.” He checked his watch, calculating timings. “An early night would be beneficial to us all.”
Tightening his grip on her throat, Eli brought Callie up onto her tiptoes, wrenching a breathless squeak from her. Before she could panic, he covered her mouth with his own, systematically devouring her with a wealth of pent-up sexual frustration.
Fuck, that was hot.
When they broke apart, Evander’s cock was drilling a hole through his pants. The stunned expression on Callie’s face was priceless, and Eli wore the wolfish look of a man stalking prey.
With a rasp in his voice, Eli said, “Go sit down at the table, little one. The food’s going cold.”
Obediently, as submissive as one could wish for, she staggered her way to the table and plopped into a seat with a vacant stare.
“Christ.”
Evander grinned. “Powder keg, isn’t she?”
