Page 34 of Melt For Us, Daddy (Big Daddy Energy #4)

Cordelia

T his was wrong. So fucking wrong.

And yet, she couldn’t stop. Couldn’t even pause as she crushed her lips to Jacob’s. He yielded instantly, opening for her, welcoming her in. And like a conquering Viking, she swooped in, laying claim to every inch of his sweet mouth.

Lifting her head, she stared down into those pale, glassy eyes. “Ivy. Clean our baby boy up now.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Excitement all but vibrated through Ivy’s voice and a moment later Jacob’s eyes went wide and he gasped.

“Is-is it supposed to hurt?” he asked, breathless.

“Yes, baby. You just had an orgasm, so everything is a bit more sensitive than usual. So it’s going to hurt, at least at first. But you’re going to sit right there and you’re going to take whatever pain I decide to give you. Do you know why?”

“W-why?”

She let her lips curve, slowly, drawing out the moment as she stared down into those beautiful gray eyes. “Because it pleases me.”

God she could get addicted to that awareness in his gaze. The way it shined and grew every time something new clicked in that busy brain of his. And when she saw it click for him that she would hurt him, not because he’d been bad or because he deserved it, but simply because she wanted to…

Fucking intoxicating.

Jacob’s eyes fluttered closed as he let out a soft whimper and she looked down at her babygirl kneeling between his thighs, her tongue swirling around the thick head of his cock. Even soft he was impressive, and she couldn’t wait to see Ivy ride him.

No matter how wrong it might be.

Shifting to stand behind him, Cordelia released her hold on his hair, sliding her hands down his chest to the nipples that had pebbled against the thin fabric of his t-shirt.

Taking each of them between her fingers, she pinched.

Lightly at first, enough for him to know she could hurt him but not enough to actually cause any pain.

“What do you say if it’s too much for you, baby boy?” she whispered in his ear.

“R-red, Ma’am.”

“Good boy. I’m going to hurt you now, but if it’s too much just use your word and I’ll stop. Okay?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Fucking hell if hearing him call her Ma’am in that deep, breathless voice didn’t do something to her. She let herself ride that high, let herself get lost in the thrill of having him so completely under her control as she gave his nipples a sharp pinch.

“Ow!” His response was startled and high-pitched, and she didn’t bother to keep her laughter to herself.

“Does it hurt, baby boy?” Faux sympathy dripped from her words and Jacob whimpered in response. He might not know enough to understand exactly what a sadist was, but something in him clearly recognized her for what she was.

“You pinched me! Of course it hurt!”

There was such confusion in his tone, she couldn't help but chuckle again, even as she gave his nipples another hard squeeze, this time holding for a count of five as he whined and wriggled in response.

“Fuck me, Ivy. Do you hear how sweetly our boy whines?”

Lifting her head from her ministrations, Ivy grinned up at them. “Isn’t he the cutest? I could listen to him all day.”

“You hear that, boy?” Keeping her gaze locked with Ivy’s, Cordelia pinched his nipples again, brushing her lips down the side of his throat as he whimpered. “Ivy loves those little noises as much as I do. You’re making us both so happy right now.”

She released her hold on his nipples and he sagged back against the dining room chair, his breaths coming in fast, sharp pants. “R-really?”

So much hope in that single sweet, innocent question. “Yes, baby boy. But I think that’s enough for now. Ivy, did you manage to get him all cleaned up?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Take his pants and underwear upstairs and toss them in the wash, and bring him down a fresh pair of joggers, please.”

Disappointment flickered across her babygirl’s face. “Oh, but…”

Staring down at her, Cordelia raised a single brow, and a bright flush spread across Ivy’s cheeks. “But what, blossom?”

“Nothing, Daddy. I’ll just get dressed, I guess.”

There was almost nothing in the world more adorable than her girl in a full sulk, and Cordelia had to fight the urge to smile as Ivy pushed to her feet and reached for the pile of clothing she'd discarded earlier. “Did my instructions include you putting clothes on, Ivy Mae?”

Pausing with her hand halfway to her bra, Ivy frowned. “No…”

“Then I suggest you follow my instructions, exactly as they were given, little girl.”

Sighing heavily, Ivy gave a short, jerky nod. “Yes, Daddy.”

Although she was clearly still feeling sulky, she gathered Jacob’s clothes and scurried up the stairs. Leaning down, Cordelia pressed a kiss to Jacob’s hair. “You did such a good job for us this morning, baby boy. I’m very pleased.”

“Really?” When he twisted around to look up at her, the delight on his face was so bright it was almost painful to look at. “Even though I, ummm…”

Red flooded his cheeks as he gestured down at his still flaccid cock.

“Yes, Jacob. Even though you got a little overexcited, I am still pleased. Eventually, you’ll have to learn to control yourself better, but until then it makes me very happy to see how you respond to us.

So I don’t want you to have any doubts or worries about that at all. Understood?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. Now, I’m going to track down our guard dogs and see if they have a problem with Ivy spending the rest of the afternoon in her birthday suit.” She grinned down at him. “We still have to finish your education, after all.”

Ivy

It didn’t take long for her to figure out why Cordelia wanted her to remain naked. When she returned to the living room, she found her Daddy seated at the table with Jacob. And when her gaze lifted to Ivy’s, her lips curled up in a smile Ivy knew all too well, her stomach sank to her knees.

She was in so much trouble.

“It’s our scheduled activity time, blossom. Why don’t you pick out a game for us to play?”

Cordelia’s tone was breezy, too breezy, the way it was sometimes too sweet. It had the hair on the back of Ivy’s neck raising, but she wasn’t about to get herself in more trouble by arguing so she headed for the stack of board games in the corner and picked one at random.

She didn’t even realize what she’d chosen until she placed the box in the middle of the table and Cordelia let out a snort of laughter.

“Oh, this is going to be fun . Come here, Ivy Mae.”

Looking down at the box, Ivy frowned. What was so fun about Jenga?

Doing her best to shrug off the growing unease, she did as she was told and stepped around the table, putting herself in arm’s reach of her Daddy. Reaching out, Cordelia wrapped an arm around Ivy’s waist and pulled her down onto her lap.

All the while, Jacob watched on, his eyes slightly rounded. There was something about being naked while her two… Were they her lovers? Whatever they were, it was a bit disconcerting to be completely naked while they were fully clothed.

Even more so when Cordelia gripped each of Ivy’s thighs, spreading them apart so Ivy was basically straddling her as Jacob watched on with those wide, hungry eyes.

Embarrassment flooded Ivy’s cheeks, not because she was upset about being put on display, but because she knew somehow this was part of her punishment for playing with Jacob without her Daddy’s permission.

“Jacob, go ahead and dump out the blocks. Ivy will show you how to set them up.”

For just a moment, it looked like Jacob was going to question the order. But when he glanced over at Ivy, she gave a subtle shake of her head and hoped he’d get the point.

Don’t do it. Not worth getting yourself in trouble, too.

Either he got the message or he decided for himself it wasn’t worth risking Cordelia’s wrath. Whatever the reason, he picked the slender box up from the middle of the table and dumped the contents onto the smooth wood.

Ivy beamed at him, doing her best to ignore the circles Cordelia’s fingertips were drawing on her bare thighs. And the resulting need pulsing through her pussy.

“Okay, so, you’re going to take three of those blocks and line them up.

” She watched as Jacob arranged the blocks as instructed, beaming at him when he completed his task.

It really was a delight to watch the way he lit up at any small praise, though part of her did wonder what his childhood had been like to make him so hungry for it.

While she walked Jacob through the setup of the game, turning the blocks this way and that so they stacked up in a neat tower, Cordelia silently watched on, still tracing those infernal patterns on Ivy’s burning skin.

And just as Ivy was about to explain the game, Cordelia’s fingers drifted higher, closer to where Ivy ached for her touch.

Still doing her damnedest to ignore those light, teasing touches, she explained the game to Jacob as his gaze shifted from Ivy to the tower of blocks between them and back again.

“Um. So. How you play is, um, you pull a block out and try to make sure the tower doesn’t fall over.

If you knock it over, you lose. I’ll go first so you can see. ”

It wasn’t until she leaned forward to pull that first block out that she realized the extent of Cordelia’s plan. As soon as she touched the wood, Cordelia’s fingers speared her, sending such a shock of pleasure through her that she jerked her hand and sent the tower tumbling down.

“Careful, babygirl,” Cordelia said with a low chuckle. “You’re supposed to be teaching our boy how to play the game the right way.”

The implication that she’d messed up had twin flames of humiliation and anger burning brightly inside her. But she knew better than to take her irritation out on Cordelia, especially when her Daddy was in such a sadistic mood.

So she helped Jacob rebuild the tower, this time letting him have the first turn all while Cordelia stroked her pussy with those feather-light touches designed to drive her mad.

And she held her tongue, even when Cordelia deliberately distracted her again when she reached for a block.

She was expecting it that time, though, so she managed not to jerk at her woman’s touch, though her fingers did tremble a bit as she pulled it free.

All the while, Jacob watched them. Not outright, but with sneaky little glances she pretended not to notice. The situation was humiliating enough without taking into consideration that she was being punished in front of their boy again.

They made it through nearly a dozen turns before Cordelia’s teasing got the best of Ivy and she ended up knocking the tower down again.

“Goddammit, Cordelia!”

She was too annoyed to really think about the consequences of what she’d just said.

But as her Daddy’s hands came up to cup her breasts, holding her nipples between those clever, wicked fingers, Ivy froze, fear shimmying up her spine as Cordelia’s low voice washed over her.

Across the table, Jacob seemed frozen in place as well, his eyes wide as his gaze flicked between them.

“Is that how you talk to your Daddy, little girl?”

“N-no, Ma’am. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

“You should consider yourself very lucky we don’t have our toys with us. Or else you’d be bent over this table getting your pretty bottom fucked right in front of our boy.”

Tears of humiliation blurred her vision, but not so much that she couldn’t see Jacob’s cheeks turning bright red at the threat, which only added additional layers of embarrassment to the situation. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“I know you are, baby. And I know I’ve been very mean this morning, teasing you so much. Haven't I?”

It felt like a trap. But no matter how she looked at it, she couldn’t find a way out. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Mmm. Well, unfortunately for you, now I’m going to have to get even meaner. But first, you’re going to make us some lunch.”

The topic shift was so sudden, for a moment all Ivy could do was blink. “Lunch, Ma’am?”

“Yes, lunch. I seem to have worked up an appetite, dealing with two naughty little subs all morning. Go make me a sandwich and after lunch we can talk about your punishment for swearing at me.”

“Can I at least put my clothes back on, Ma’am?”

“Nope. Kestrel and Merlin both said they have no problem with you being naked as needed, and they’ve promised to make themselves as scarce as possible the rest of the day.”

“Great,” Ivy grumbled as she slid from Cordelia’s lap. “How considerate of them.”

“It was.” By contrast, Cordelia’s voice was downright chipper. “They’re good guys. I’ll be sure to let Holden know how helpful they’ve been.”

A dozen responses burned on Ivy’s tongue. But since each one was bound to end with her eating lunch on a red-hot bottom, she held back as she made her way into the kitchen to make lunch.

And tried not to think about the slickness coating her upper thighs, or the burning need in her pussy as she went about her chores.