Page 76 of Double Daddies (Dirty Daddies Anthologies #8)

Chapter Eleven

Nora

I slowly wake up, warm hands and arms around me. I can’t help but smile as I open my eyes. Last night was amazing with them, and I will get to do this for the rest of my life.

“Thinking about last night?” Papa asks, opening his eyes.

I nod and nuzzle my face into his chest. To think a week ago, I thought I was going to be with Mateo for the rest of my life, pushing my actual desires to the back of my mind and forgetting them.

But now I get to live it out.

I have two Daddies who want to be with me, take care of me, discipline me, and maybe even love me. We haven’t said the words, but the way they have been acting around me makes me think they do.

Actions speak louder than words.

“How do you feel about meeting Thorin’s girl, Scarlett?” Daddy asks.

Nerves consume me. How am I feeling about meeting her? Daddy and Papa have talked about Scarlett and Thorin a couple of times, but it is a big step to meet them. Thorin is the owner of the lodge. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he decides that I can’t stay here?

“Wow, baby.” Papa cups my face. “What’s wrong?”

“A lot,” I mumble, not knowing where to start.

“Pick one thing and tell us,” Daddy says.

“What if Thorin doesn’t like me? What if he says I can’t stay here anymore? What if Scarlett doesn’t like me and makes fun of me? What if I embarrass myself? What if I do something wrong in front of them?” I rattle off.

“First, he is going to like you, and she will as well. Scarlett won’t make fun of you; that’s not who she is,” Daddy gently says.

“Thorin already likes you. He isn’t going to make you leave. Before we could even tell him you were going to live here, he said you could—he almost demanded it,” Papa explains. “And who cares if you embarrass yourself? I bet Scarlett will embarrass herself somehow. It’s just a thing Littles do.”

“And if you do something wrong in front of them, we’ll let you know, or Thorin will. Nothing bad is going to happen to you.” Daddy wraps his arm around me.

I let out a sigh, loving the feeling of them touching me. Feeling their warmth seep into my skin.

“When?” I ask.

“I mentioned a playdate with Scarlett today,” Daddy hesitantly says.

My mouth hangs open as I look at him. “You did what?”

“I might have set up a playdate with her at twelve.” He gives me a smile.

“But,” I whisper, “I don’t know her. What if she doesn’t want a playdate?”

“She’s super excited about having you come over. There aren’t many Littles here, and she has been wanting to meet you since she heard you were on the property.” Papa kisses my forehead.

I open and close my mouth several times, not knowing what to say. She knows I’m here. She knows I’m a Little.

“Don’t freak out,” Daddy says. “There is nothing for you to panic about.”

“There is!” I raise my voice. “She wants to meet me. She knows I’m a Little. She is excited!”

“Is there something wrong with that?” Papa asks.

“I just...” I take a deep breath. “I’m anxious. I’m always a nervous wreck when it comes to meeting new people.”

It’s something I’ve been trying to work on, but it hasn’t gone well. I get antsy meeting up with people I’ve known for years. This is never going away.

“Everything is going to be okay.” Daddy kisses my shoulder. “You have nothing to be worried about.”

“How about we get you fed, and then we can head over there a little bit early?” Papa suggests.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to eat,” I mumble.

How do they expect me to eat when I am about to meet someone?

“You’ll eat something small and have a snack later,” Papa says, leaving no room for discussion.

I nod and snuggle back into his chest.

“Come on, little bit.” Daddy kisses my shoulder once again. “Let’s go get ready for the day.”

“I don’t wanna,” I whine. “I wanna snuggle with you. Maybe we can have sex again.,” I wiggle my eyebrows.

“We’ve created a monster,” Papa teases.

“Not a monster,” I mumble.

“Addict.” Daddy replaces the word.

“Addicted to your dicks. Addict. A dick. Dick. Well, in my case, it would be two dicks, but still.” I giggle.

Both of them chuckle before Daddy sits up. “Come on. Let’s go fill your belly.”

“With your cum?” My eyes light up.

Papa full-on belly laughs. “Not with our cum.”

I pout and look up at Papa and Daddy. “No fair,” I mumble.

“Later. If you’re a good girl.” Daddy boops my nose. “Now, if there are any more delays in getting ready, your bottom will be red.”

“And no pouting.” Papa kisses the side of my head.

Nerves upon nerves run through me as we walk to another cabin. The closer we get, the more I want to throw up. My stomach clenches, and I stop walking, Papa and Daddy do as well. They are on either side of me, looking at me with concern.

“Are you okay?” Daddy asks.

I shake my head, placing a hand over my stomach.

“I don’t think I can do this,” I whisper, my eyes focused on the front door now. “I really don’t think I can do this.”

Daddy kneels in front of me, grabbing hold of both of my hands. “Why?”

I don’t respond as I continue to look at the door. Are they watching us right now? Are they watching me have a breakdown?

“Eyes on me,” Daddy commands.

My eyes find his.

“Good girl,” Papa praises me.

“Now, tell us why you can’t do this,” Daddy demands.

“I just don’t think it’s wise,” I confess. “I’ve never been great at meeting new people. What if she hates me? You said I’m going to live here now, and she lives here. She lives with the boss of the whole lodge. What if she doesn’t like me? What am I going to do? What are you two going to do?”

There are too many variables in this situation, and I’m drowning in them.

“Baby.” Papa’s voice is soft.

“She isn’t going to hate you,” Daddy gently says. “You need to stop thinking that.”

“The only way Scarlett is going to hate you is if you murdered an innocent person, tortured an innocent person, are a bully, or loathe kinky people,” Papa explains. “Which you have done none of. Unless you want to fess up to murdering an innocent person.”

I roll my eyes at Papa, giving him a small smile.

“See, you have nothing to worry about.” Daddy squeezes my hands. “Do you want to hold our hands as we walk to the door? Hold them while you meet her for the first time?”

I nod. “Please,” I whisper, my voice cracking at the end.

“Then that’s what we’ll do. And if you need one of us to hold you when you meet Scarlett and Thorin, we can do that as well.” Papa kisses my forehead.

“That would be embarrassing, right?” I whisper, looking up at him.

He shakes his head. “Nope. The first time we met Scarlett, she was sitting on her Daddy’s lap. There is no need for you to feel uncomfortable. If me or Daddy holding you in our arms makes you feel better and calmer, then we’ll do it.”

I take a deep breath in. “Maybe hands first?”

“Hands it is. If it needs to change, you let us know.” Daddy stands up. “How about you wink at us three times as a signal if you don’t want to say it out loud.”

“O-okay.” My shoulders relax as they both hold my hands.

I have a way to get comfort if I need it without necessarily asking for it. It makes me relax, knowing no one else will know. But will I do it?

Papa and Daddy said if I needed it, I should have it. That Scarlett and Thorin won’t care if I’m sitting on one of their laps. I just hope that they are right.

“H-how long are we staying?” I ask as we step up to the door.

“However long you want to. I want you to try for at least ten minutes. After ten minutes, if you want to go or are too anxious, then we can leave,” Papa gently says.

Daddy knocks on the door, and I hold my breath.

“Do you think you can do that for us?” Daddy asks.

I nod; my eyes focused on the door in front of us. How is this going to play out? Will she be shy and not want to talk to me? Will she want to talk about everything and anything?

“Deep breath.” Papa squeezes my hand.

As I take a deep breath, the front door opens, and a huge man stands in front of me, a shorter woman standing beside him. My mouth hangs open as I take them in, not knowing what to do or say.

“You must be Nora! I’m Scarlett, and this is my Daddy, Thorin.” The woman bounces up and down as she speaks.

My eyes are wide as I lean into Daddy’s chest. This is real. Very real.

“You’re okay, little bit,” Daddy whispers.

“Nora is a little shy and nervous,” Papa explains. “She hasn’t been around many Littles, but I can assure you that she is very excited to meet you.”

Scarlett gives me a great big smile. I nervously move on my feet, not knowing what to say.

“Uh, hi?” I whisper.

“Stop making her uncomfortable.” Thorin looks down at her.

I can see the love shining from his face as he gazes at her. Like she is his world and nothing else matters.

“I’m just so excited to meet you! When I heard that Brix and Elijah were taking someone in on short notice, I got a little excited. While we have guests come all the time, they are just guests, and I get sad when they leave, but Elijah talked like you were going to stay here,” Scarlett explains.

I look up at Daddy, and he shakes his head.

“I gave no indication that she was going to stay here for the rest of her life. I just said she was coming in very last minute,” Daddy replies. “Don’t you have a rule about not lying?”

Scarlett sticks her tongue out. “You didn’t have to. The way you spoke, while I didn’t hear it right away, it was clear you felt some type of way. And when Brix said you two were going to show her how having two Daddies is better than one, I mean, you can’t lie that you weren’t trying.”

“We were joking,” Papa points out. “We had never met her before, so we weren’t going to push anything on her. I know you don’t know us well, but we would never force anyone to do anything. But then we met her, and everything changed.”

“Where are my manners?” Scarlett completely ignored Papa. “Please, come in.”