Page 19 of Koa’s Little Girl (Soldier Daddies #8)

“ Z ale?” Koa spoke quietly into his phone. He could hear Pippa talking in the background.

“Koa? Is everything okay?”

“I’m sorry to interrupt your free time. Could you come check on Giana?”

“I’m okay,” Giana croaked.

Her rough and weak voice wouldn’t have carried through to the medic. Koa leveled a hard look on her and she relaxed back on the covers. She hadn’t struggled at all when he’d taken her temperature. That told him everything. His little girl was sick.

Zale’s voice refocused him. “I’ll be right over. Give me an idea of what we’re dealing with so I can bring some medicine in case she needs it.”

“Sore throat, fever, exhaustion,” Koa listed his concerns.

“Got it. A lot of strep throat is going around. I’ll bring a test. Give me ten minutes and I’ll be there,” Zale promised.

“Thank you, Zale. I’ll owe you,” Koa told him, grateful for his help. Zale had patched him up a dozen times on missions. He trusted the skilled medic with his own life. Zale would take care of Giana.

“I don’t want to see a doctor,” Giana grumbled in her hoarse voice.

“Good. You’ll get to see Zale. Drink some juice, Flame. We need to keep you hydrated.”

“I’m tired of drinking,” she said.

Koa watched her lips thin as she pressed her lips together tightly. “Sick little girls who misbehave can still earn consequences.”

She wrinkled her nose at him. Koa steeled himself to not react to her cuteness. He held the sippy glass to her lips. “Drink, Giana. You’ll feel better.”

After snorting her disapproval, Giana relented and drank the mixture from the cup. “Mmm,” she hummed in enjoyment.

“I thought you’d like that,” Koa said. “You can trust me, little girl.”

She nodded and handed the cup back. “Tired, Daddy. I’m going back to sleep.”

“Rest, little girl.”

A few minutes later, Koa ran quietly through the house to open the door for Zale who carried a box of supplies. “Hey, Zale. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Let’s go see that little girl of yours,” Zale suggested.

“She’s in bed.” Koa led the way to their room. “Giana? Zale is here.”

“No shots,” she said, before coughing.

“That’s a nasty cough, Giana. Would you like me to see if I can help you?” Zale asked.

“I don’t want to make Pippa angry. She’s my friend,” Giana whispered.

“Pippa sent you this picture,” Zale said, walking forward to hand Giana a piece of paper.

He waited as she fumbled with the covers to get a hand free to take it.

Koa stepped closer to see a decorated, coloring book page showing a bunny with an ice pack on his head.

Underneath, Pippa had carefully printed, Let Daddy help you.

When Giana glanced up at him, Zale said, “It’s your choice, little girl. I’m glad to examine you and help you feel better, but I will treat you as a little girl. If you’re not comfortable with that, I’ll be glad to suggest a great doctor who treats adults if you don’t currently have a physician.”

Giana was quiet for a few seconds. Zale would treat her as intimately as her own daddy did.

Pippa had told her before that Pippa understood Zale would see others naked to take care of them.

Giana had seen how much Zale cared for Pippa.

She understood Zale’s intention was simply to do as he stated—to help her feel better.

“I feel awful, Zale. Everybody trusts you. Please help me.”

“You got it, Giana.” Zale turned to Koa and asked, “Would you undress Giana completely so I can examine her while I get myself organized?”

“You’ve got it.” Koa brushed his fingers through Giana’s hair before leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Let’s get you feeling better, Flame.”

When she nodded, he gently turned back the blanket he’d thrown over her earlier.

He helped her sit up and stripped off the uniform shirt she still wore from work and her no-nonsense bra.

Giana settled back against the covers with a sigh of relief when that small expenditure of energy challenged her.

She could see the concern wrinkling Koa’s face when she was so weak.

“Zale’s going to help you, little girl. Let’s get these pants off you.” When she tried to help, Koa gently tugged her hands away and finished removing her clothing.

“Roll Giana onto her side, facing the middle of the bed,” Zale directed, picking up the thick thermometer case.

Koa moved her into position with her knees bent up toward her tummy.

Giana tried to roll backward. Koa stood by her side, holding her in position. “Be good, little girl.”

“I’m going to check your temperature first, Giana. Relax your bottom,” Zale instructed, gently parting her buttocks with a gloved hand.

Cool air flowed over her small entrance for a split second before Zale’s finger applied lubricant to the tight ring of muscles.

Giana groaned when he pressed that digit inside and rubbed the mixture on the sides of the narrow passage.

Despite Koa’s frequent attentions here as he cared for her and during their sexy times, the touch felt taboo and arousing.

She could feel herself getting wet. Both men would see.

Koa’s hand caressed her shoulder as Zale’s finger slid from her bottom. “What a perfect little girl you are, Flame.”

She knew what was coming next. The thick thermometer filled her. She shivered at the feel of the cold glass invading her. Koa quickly subdued her move to straighten her legs and roll away.

“Behave, Flame. I will spank you if you’re naughty,” Koa warned.

Giana froze immediately. She’d quickly learned that Koa always told the truth. He wouldn’t threaten anything that he didn’t intend to follow through on. Time seemed to creep by as the thick device in her bottom warmed. Finally, Zale removed it from her bottom.

“That’s too high, Giana. No wonder you don’t feel good,” Zale commiserated with her.

Zale tucked something under her hips before Koa rolled her onto her back. It crinkled under her weight.

“Let’s sit her up, Koa. Why don’t you prop her up from behind?” Zale suggested as they lifted her torso from the covers.

The bed dipped behind her as Koa propped one knee on the mattress. He helped her settle back against him. Zale smiled at Giana as she met his gaze. Somehow, looking directly at him felt more intimate. Giana crossed her arms over her chest.

Zale gently pressed her hands down to her sides. “None of that, little girl. I need to see all of you to help you feel better. Okay?”

That slight effort had wiped out the last of her energy. Giana nodded and whispered, “Okay.”

“Good girl. Can you open your mouth for me, Giana? It sounds like a frog is living in your throat,” Zale teased.

Obediently, Giana followed his directions and let Zale examine her. The feel of the tongue depressor was familiar and reassuring. Zale knew what he was doing. The thought that his use of the wooden stick proved his medical knowledge tickled Giana. Unfortunately, that started her coughing.

“Yep, you’ve got it, Giana,” Zale said sadly.

“What?” she whispered.

“The crud,” he said seriously before winking at her.

“I knew it,” Koa joked from behind her.

Giana rolled her eyes. They were such daddies, trying to distract her from feeling so bad.

“I’m going to check your ears and nose, Giana, but I suspect you’ve caught the strep throat going around. I need to swab inside a bit. I’ll try to be quick. Try not to cough if you can.”

Zale opened a tube and quickly brushed the tip of the swab over the sore spots in her throat. Giana struggled not to cough, but it was so hard. Thankfully, Zale was an expert at getting a quick sample.

“That’s it, Giana. You can cough now,” he assured her as he sealed the collector inside the tube and labeled it. “Koa, help her take a drink.”

“That…” cough, cough, cough , “was mean,” Giana accused, sending him a mean look.

“Be nice to Zale, Flame. He has a tough job having to do things he knows you won’t like, but that need to be done,” Koa reminded her as he held a cup to her lips.

Giana relented slightly. “Okay.”

“I’m going to listen to your heart and lungs next,” Zale told her. He handled the responsibility and her criticism easily. She guessed he was used to it.

“Take a deep breath for me, Giana,” Zale instructed, pressing the bell of his stethoscope against her chest.

“C-cold,” Giana protested at the feel of the metal circle on her skin. Her nipples contracted into tight buds as she rounded her shoulders forward.

“Sorry, little girl.” Zale removed the cold bell and rubbed it on his T-shirt.

When he pressed it back to her skin, Giana sighed in relief. “Better.”

She held still this time as he listened carefully to her chest. Giana rested heavily against Koa’s supporting frame. She hated that simply sitting up sapped all her energy.

Zale sat back and removed the earpieces of his stethoscope. “Okay, little girl. I think I have enough information to help you feel better. Your daddy can help you stretch out.”

He turned his attention to Koa. “I’ll run the strep test to make sure, but I’m fairly sure that’s what she has picked up.

I’m going to give her a broad-spectrum antibiotic to combat several strains of bugs.

She should be better by the time the results come back.

If not, that will give us the information we need to tailor her treatment more specifically. ”

Giana let out a long-suffering sigh and sent good vibes toward Pippa for sharing her skilled daddy to help her. This was awful.

“Thanks, Zale. I hate to see her like this,” Koa said, brushing the hair from her eyes.

“I’ll give her a shot…”

“No needles!” Giana rallied to protest. She hated injections.

Zale looked at her sternly and continued, “Shot first to jump-start the healing process and then we’ll put some medicine in her bottom to melt and absorb.”

“Not in my bottom!” Giana wailed. This was awful.

“Your daddy will take care of everything for you,” Zale told her firmly before glancing at Koa.

“The medicine will be most effective if you press it as deep as possible into her rectum. If Giana is naughty and tries to push it out, hold your finger in place until the suppository melts and then rub the mixture around thoroughly. Contractions from an orgasm or two will draw the medicine deeper into her system.”

Giana glanced at her daddy. They weren’t talking about this, were they?

“Got it. No sex until she feels better?” Koa asked.

“No. That will tax her breath. Let’s get the infection cleared up, and then Giana can resume all her normal activities. I do not want her to go to work until her temperature has registered at normal for twenty-four hours.”

“I have to go to work if there’s an emergency,” Giana muttered.

“Other captains can fill in for you,” Koa said confidently.

Giana shrugged and wondered how he knew so much. “I’ll get better fast,” she promised.

“Let’s get that process started. Your daddy will help you roll over on your side,” Zale said. He stood to rustle through his supplies.

After getting her into position, Koa blocked her view as Zale prepared the injection. Giana jumped at the feel of the cold disinfecting swab. She squeezed her eyes closed and clenched her jaw to prepare for the pain.

“Pinch her nipple, Koa,” Zale instructed.

Giana blinked her eyes open wide at that request. She opened her mouth to protest and gasped. “Ouch!” A small sting on her bottom followed as she recovered from Koa’s touch.

“Shot done,” Zale announced as he dealt with the syringe.

In shock, she looked at him. “You gave it to me? That was nothing but a tiny pinch.”

“All done. You did very well with your daddy’s help. He’s a medic’s best resource,” Zale told her. “Alright, Koa, I’m going to have you administer her suppositories. Gloves?”

“No, thanks,” Koa waved them off.

“Alright. Two suppositories placed deep. Hold in place if she struggles. Add an orgasm or two,” Zale reminded him.

Giana hoped the bed would open up and swallow her. Zale was going to watch Koa insert the medicine? And then help her orgasm?

Koa got straight to work. He coated the tip of the medicine with lubricant and pressed it deep. Giana tightened all her muscles in vain as he easily pushed the bullet-shaped dose into her bottom. A second one followed quickly, and Koa held his finger in place.

“Be a good girl, Giana. The medicine needs to stay inside you,” Koa said sternly.

She could feel the intruders inside her. They were cool inside her warm bottom. Koa’s thick finger filled her, making it impossible to push them out. A fuzzy feeling gathered inside her. “Daddy…” she said and yawned widely.

“The medicine will have a drowsy effect. That will help her sleep,” Zale explained.

“It absorbs quickly,” Koa said.

“It’s extremely effective. Can I hand you a vibrator?” Zale asked.

“Please. There’s one in that drawer.” He nodded to the drawer where he kept all the toys. Giana closed her eyes as Zale retrieved the device, knowing the medic would see everything.

A buzz sounded close. Giana didn’t open her eyelids. She could hear Zale gathering all his supplies. Koa pushed her bent legs higher and ran the tip of the vibrator over her outer lips.

Examined, probed, and turned on by having two men watching her, Giana tried not to respond.

Her body had different intentions. As he pressed the wand through her pink folds, Giana exploded into a massive orgasm.

A second and third followed quickly. She felt herself squirt as the sensations overwhelmed her and she blacked out.