Page 36 of Melt For Us, Daddy (Big Daddy Energy #4)

Ivy

T hey convinced Jacob to take a nap, though it took them nearly half an hour to get him to sleep. When his breathing finally evened out, taking on the deep, steady cadence of slumber, they slipped from his bed and made their way down the hall to their own room.

Before Ivy could even close the door, Cordelia was on her, yanking Ivy into her arms.

“Need you.” The words were desperate, crawling with a reckless hunger that called to Ivy’s need to soothe, to comfort.

Tilting her head back, she invited her woman to take, to taste. Whatever Cordelia wanted, she would give. Whatever it took to ease the pain echoing in her voice and burning in her emerald gaze.

She wasn’t gentle. Rough, demanding hands pulled Ivy’s clothes from her in a frenzy that left her skin heated and her body humming with need. The fire Cordelia had been stoking all morning roared back to life with every touch.

And when Cordelia wrapped Ivy’s hair around her fist, yanking her head back so she could sink her teeth into the sensitive skin of her shoulder at the same time her free hand speared Ivy’s dripping pussy, she couldn’t have held the orgasm back if she’d tried.

It ripped through her, shredding her from the inside out as she let out a shocked gasp.

“Daddy!”

Cordelia’s dark laughter vibrated against Ivy’s skin as she ran her tongue over the bite mark, soothing some of the ache. “My filthy little blossom. Again.”

She was relentless. Demanding. And again she combined pain with pleasure in that ruthless, magical way she had as she drove Ivy toward that shimmering peak again.

Clinging to her woman’s shoulders, Ivy whimpered as Cordelia continued to fuck her with those clever fingers. “Daddy, please.”

“Shhh, baby. You can take it.” With her fingers still buried in Ivy’s pussy, Cordelia backed her up against the door, furiously working her toward another orgasm. “You can take whatever I give you because you’re Daddy’s good little girl, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes, Daddy.” Not only could she take it, but she would . Because that was what her woman obviously needed from her in that moment.

So she would bend, she would break if that was what Cordelia required of her. If that was what it took to soothe her woman’s battered soul.

And break she did, so many times she lost count. Up against the door, then on the bed they shared, with Cordelia’s face buried between her thighs as Ivy sobbed and thrashed with the painful pleasure being forced on her.

Until, at long last, her woman was satisfied and they collapsed on the bed together, each gasping for air, dragging in greedy lungfuls as their systems settled.

“Come here, baby.” The command was soft, full of the kind of quiet pride Cordelia often showered Ivy with after an intense session.

And like an invisible string, that gentle demand pulled Ivy into her arms, and she buried herself in Cordelia’s softness with a sigh. For a long while they simply lay like that, with Cordelia rubbing slow circles over Ivy’s back.

“My good, sweet girl,” Cordelia murmured, pressing a kiss to Ivy’s forehead. “I love you so much, baby.”

“Mmm. Love you, too.” Wiggling away a bit, she looked up into her Daddy’s stunning face. “Are you ready to talk now?”

She hated to see the grief, the pain enter those gorgeous green eyes again. But whatever was eating at Cordelia, they needed to talk about it. Shying away from those painful topics had nearly driven them apart once, and she would be damned if she let it happen again.

“The stuff with Jacob is… I don’t know. Somehow it’s both easier and harder than I expected it to be.”

“How so?”

Sighing, Cordelia rolled onto her back, and Ivy snuggled in again, letting her cheek rest on top of her Daddy’s chest, where she could hear the steady beat of her heart.

“Being with him, teaching him the sex stuff, that’s easy.

Easier than I expected it to be, all things considered.

He’s just so sweet and… innocent, you know? ”

“I do.” Ivy giggled. “I swear it was just the cutest thing when he came in his pants earlier. And it’s a little intoxicating, isn’t it? Having so much power over someone that innocent?”

“Funny, that’s how I feel about you.”

“I’m far from innocent, Dee. And I was far from innocent when you met me.”

“I know. But there’s a—I don’t really know how to explain it.

A wholesomeness about you. Even when I’ve got you tied to a cross and I’m flogging you until you’re covered in welts, you’re still just so…

bright. Sweet and innocent in a way that has nothing to do with sex.

Like the darkness of the world knows it can’t touch you no matter how hard it tries. ”

Emotion tightened Ivy’s chest, and she had to blink back tears. “Is that why you tried so hard to keep your darkness away from me?”

“Yeah. Yeah, it is. I know now it was the wrong choice but…”

It still made her stomach ache a bit, thinking of all those secrets.

But now, she could understand just a little bit what Cordelia must have been thinking.

Because she knew she would do just about anything to protect their boy from any more pain than he’d already endured.

“But you love me, and you wanted to protect me. I get it, Dee.”

“Good.” Cordelia blew out a shaky breath. “Good.”

“So, what about Jacob? You said it was easier and harder than you expected? What’s the hard part?” Though she had a feeling she knew, she needed to ask. Needed Cordelia to tell her, so they could work through it together.

“His past,” Cordelia said, confirming Ivy’s thoughts.

“Like just now, listening to him beat himself up over ‘falling into sin’ with us, god, it fucked me up, you know? Because I hurt for him, and I’m angry for him, and I think part of me is angry with him for not being stronger.

And I know that makes me a total bitch but?—”

“It doesn’t.” Pushing up, Ivy stared down at her woman, brushing away the tears she wasn’t even sure Cordelia knew she was shedding.

“It makes you human, Dee. But you have to remember, he’s just starting his journey.

And it’s going to look a lot different than yours did, because you’re very different people. ”

“I know that, I do, but it’s hard. I just want to shake him and tell him to grow the fuck up and stop letting them control him when they’re not even here .”

“But aren’t they?” At Cordelia’s confused frown, Ivy sighed.

“They’re here, because they’re in his head.

They’re in your head, even if they aren’t as loud as they once were.

Both of you are who you are because they molded you, shaped you, from the time you were born. He can’t just shake that off, Dee.”

“You’re right. I know you’re right.”

“But it’s hard. I get that, too. And if there was anything I could do to make it hurt less for you, for him, I would do it in a heartbeat. I would take that pain on for both of you without thinking twice.”

“I wouldn’t let you. But I love you so much for wanting to.”

“I love you, too.” And though she wanted so badly to leave it at that, they still had more to talk about. More decisions to make. “So… what do we do now? About Jacob?”

Groaning, Cordelia pushed up so she was sitting with her back against the headboard. “I think we let him decide. If he doesn’t want to have any more ‘anatomy lessons’ then we respect that.”

“And if he does?”

“Then we pick up where we left off this morning.”

Ivy had to bite back a huff of annoyance at her Daddy’s deliberate avoidance of the actual topic. “But what does that look like? We haven’t really talked about that. Haven't really laid out any boundaries or limits or anything for the three of us.”

Cordelia gave a slow nod of agreement. “You’re right. We should sit him down after his nap and talk about it.”

“Could we talk about it now? Just the two of us?”

Tilting her head to the side a bit, Cordelia studied her. “What do you want to talk about, baby?”

“It’s just, um.” Okay, this was harder than she’d expected it to be.

They’d negotiated so many scenes with other people, but they'd never negotiated a brand-new dynamic with a third person. “I don’t think this is going to work if we can’t all have our own relationships, you know?

Like, if Jacob and I can’t… be together. Just the two of us sometimes.”

“Ah.” A slow, understanding smile curved Cordelia’s lips. “You want permission to fuck our boy when I’m not around.”

Heat rose to Ivy’s cheeks. “Yes. But not just sex. I want to be able to snuggle and tease him. I want to be able to explore this toppy side I never even knew I had. And I want to have the option for the kind of spontaneous sex you and I just had.”

“That’s understandable.”

“It is?”

Cordelia cocked a brow. “Of course it is, baby. I need some time to think about it, to come up with a solution that works for all of us. Because I’ve gotten very used to owning your pleasure and I’m not keen to give that up.”

It was a reasonable answer, even if it wasn’t the one Ivy wanted to hear. “Yes, Daddy.”

“But I also want you to be happy. And you’re right, we both need time to build our own relationships with Jacob, separate from each other, just like we have our own relationship separate from him. I’m not sure this will work any other way.”

“I don’t think it will, either.”

Reaching out, Cordelia took Ivy’s hand, giving it a gentle but demanding tug.

Ivy instinctively heeded the silent command, letting herself be pulled back into her woman’s arms. And as Cordelia’s hand slid up Ivy’s thigh to where she was still soaking wet from their earlier play, her smile turned wicked.

“You were such a good girl for me, baby, telling Daddy exactly what you need. I think my good girl deserves a reward.”

With a gasp, Ivy surrendered to her reward, again, and again, and again.

She really loved being her Daddy’s good girl.