Page 201 of Daddies' Captive


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“Course there isn’t.”

She turned back and he grasped hold of her chin. “You’re going to be our good girl tonight?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

He smiled. “You going to let us both fuck you? However we want? However we demand?”

She moaned. “Yes.”

“If I want to take your mouth while Damon takes that pussy, you’re going to let us?”

“Yes.” Her heart raced.

“We didn’t discuss anal play the other day. I was . . . distracted. You good with anal sex?”

“I . . . it’s been a long time, but yes.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re not going to just start fucking you. Part of the fun is the preparation. But I got a set of butt plugs just for you. Along with some other gifts.”

Butt plugs? Her asshole clenched at that.

And other gifts? Were they similar to butt plugs?

Holy heck.

“They’re at Pinkies. But just so you know, we like our naughty girl too. We like you whatever way you come to us.”

Damn. These guys.

They were kind of mobsters. They looked like sin. Yet, they said the sweetest things. The sort of things she read in books, or saw in movies, or wished for in her dreams.

“Brooks got away okay?” he asked.

And he just kept getting better.

“Yeah, sometimes it feels sad that he doesn’t need me like he used to. And other times . . . well, it has its benefits.” She gave him a shy look.

“It definitely does, Twinkletoes. You packed a bag?”

“Yep.” She picked up the duffel bag she’d set by the door.

Grady held out his hand.

Huh. She thought they were past this. She slapped her hand down on his. “Let’s do this.”

He looked at her for a long moment. Then he threw his head back and laughed. He laughed until he had to wipe away his tears. Then shaking his head, he reached out and took the bag from her.

“Precious,” he muttered.

Oh. Right.

Lord, she was an idiot.

She knew she was blushing bright red as he took her hand to lead her outside.

But how much did she love that he was holding her hand?

A lot. She loved it a lot.

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