Page 6 of Treasured by Them (Rose and Dagger #3)

Troy

D ani is only pretending to sleep when Edmund and I get home. She rolls over and makes a low “mmm” sound when we step into his room.

“Hey, little girl.” I walk up to the side of the bed and lift the sheet. “I know you’re awake.”

“I was asleep.” She blinks up at me. “Fast asleep.”

“She’s naked, at least.” I flick a quick glance over to Edmund, who’s busy with the nightstand.

I’m fucking glad to be home. It took everything in me not to speed recklessly toward home. Our time at the docks was stressful. All I wanted was to get back to Dani. And now here she is, naked and waiting, just like we asked.

Edmund pulls a package from the drawer and steps into the bathroom.

I have a good idea what he just grabbed.

If the sounds of tearing plastic and running water are any indication, he picked out a new toy to try on Dani.

Vibrator? Plug? Nipple clamps? We don’t use a lot of toys, so I’m curious what it could be.

When he comes back into the room, he shows it to me from an angle where Dani can’t see it. A butt plug.

I grin. Perfect choice.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Dani sits up and tries to get a peek at what Edmund’s holding. “What is that? Why are you smiling like that, Troy?”

“Don’t call him Troy, princess.” Edmund drops the plug into his pocket and stands at the foot of the bed. “Ask if he wants you to call him Daddy, like me.”

Well, this is news. I like it—it makes me feel more important, like I have a big role. I’ve thought before that she’s a little girl. Hell, I call her that all the time. I guess that would make me her daddy.

From the dark interest in her light gray eyes, she likes the idea, too. “Daddy.”

“That’s right,” Edmund croons. “Two daddies, so we can take even better care of you.”

Dani nods.

He continues, “And that starts with plugging your sweet little ass.”

“What?” Dani gives a distressed little squeak. “Plugging my ass ? I don’t—no, I don’t think that’s what ‘taking care of’ someone means.”

“You’ll see. We’re taking care of your bratty, sassy self. Taking care of someone includes punishing them when they’re a brat. Up we go, out of bed.” I reach for her arm.

She yanks herself out of my reach, her eyes wide. I stop. Wait.

Edmund watches her coolly. “Do you remember your safe word?”

She bites her lip. “Red.”

“Good.” Edmund nods. “Use red for stop . But you can also use yellow for slow down and check in . Green for go .”

“Red, yellow, green. Got it.” Dani eyes the bulge in Edmund’s pocket, where he hid the plug.

I hold out my hand. “What’s your color now, Dani?”

“Green.” She pouts, but she places her hand in mine.

I help her out of bed and stand before her. She’s a little goddess—smooth, soft skin. Her light blond hair falls in messy waves around her shoulders. Her breasts tempt me, those nipples begging to be tweaked. I steer her to turn around and face away from me so I can admire her ass, as well.

The perfect plumpness of her ass cheeks is irresistible. I grab her and squeeze.

“Troy...”

“We’re both Daddy tonight, remember?”

“Daddies...I’m nervous.”

“About the plug?” Edmund asks.

She nods. “I’ve never used one before.”

“The key is lube.” I grab a bottle from the nightstand, and two condoms while I’m at it. “Lots of lube. And patience.”

“Our girl is good at being patient.” Edmund laughs.

“Ha, ha,” Dani says. “I can be patient.”

“You’ll have to be.” I hold one of her hips and gently press forward on her back so she bends at the waist. “Hold these sweet cheeks apart for us.”

A strangled sound of dismay comes from her throat. “Daddies...that’s...”

“That’s what?” Edmund’s mouth lifts in amusement.

“It’s so dirty.” She shivers. “I can’t.”

I swat her ass lightly. A threat of what will happen if she disobeys. “You can. And you will. Do it now, Dani.”

She reaches back and spreads her cheeks apart, revealing her tight little hole. I squirt some lube onto my finger and touch her there. She startles at the contact, and I chuckle.

“You think this is funny?” She shakes her head in outrage.

“Just relax, baby.” I smooth my finger over her sensitive nerves, pressing a little harder each time I pass over her opening. “It’ll feel good if you let it.”

“Doubtful.”

“Perhaps we’re being too nice.” Edmund pinches her ass.

“No—thank you, Daddies,” Dani says, backtracking. “I’m sorry. I’ll try to let it feel good.”

On my next pass over her asshole, I push my finger in a little harder. She clenches, fighting me.

“Breathe, little girl.” I push again. “Try to relax, it’s just my finger.”

“If you push out, it should be easier.” Edmund places a hand on her back and moves it in soothing circles.

Dani lets me in. I add more lube and push in and out, getting her used to the sensation. “I think she’s ready for the plug.”

“Is she, though?” Dani sounds both cranky and aroused.

Edmund grins. “She is.”

I remove my finger and grab a pack of wipes from the nightstand to clean off.

Edmund lubes up the plug and touches it against Dani’s hole. “Just relax, princess. Your daddies only want you to feel good in the end.”

Her breathing is loud. I reach around her and cup one of her tits, gently rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She whimpers and moans, but holds perfectly still as Edmund pushes the toy all the way in. The jeweled base sparkles.

“Imagine if that was my cock.” Edmund pats the base of the plug. His face lights up with sadistic delight. “Or...Troy’s.”

“You guys won’t fit.” Dani moans. “And Troy’s too thick, it would kill me.”

“It wouldn’t kill you.” I kiss the side of her head.

“I’ll just wish I was dead the next day,” she grumbles.

Edmund pats her hip. “Walk around for us, angel.”

She straightens and turns to face us, her cheeks and neck pink with a blush. “I can’t walk with this thing in my ass.”

“You can.” I gesture her forward. “People do it all the time. Remember at Salt?”

Her mouth twists. “They seemed like they knew what they were doing. I don’t.”

“Everyone starts somewhere, princess.” Edmund takes her hand and tugs her forward, forcing her to take a step.

The distress on her face gets me hard for some reason. Maybe it’s the idea that we’re corrupting her.

“Another step, Dani.” I motion with my hand.

She holds tightly to Edmund and takes a second tentative step forward.

“You’re doing great.” Edmund leans over to kiss her cheek. “Pretty soon, you’ll beg for the plug in your ass...or for one of our dicks there instead.”

She doesn’t argue, but the expression on her face says plainly that she disagrees.

He stops near the bed, so she stops, as well. “Bend over, princess. I’m going to fuck you from behind. Your pussy is going to feel so full with that plug back there, fighting with my cock for space.”

I sit on the edge of the bed close to them to watch. Edmund takes his cock out and puts on a condom.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” Dani shakes her head.

“We aren’t going to do anything to hurt you—not in a way you won’t like, anyway.” I take her hand and encourage her to bend toward me. “What color are we?”

“Um.” She tilts her head, considering. “Green, now. It was yellow a second ago, but I feel better.”

I lean over and press a kiss to her lips, soft at first, but then longer, more commanding. Getting someone like Dani to relinquish all control is a big ask. I’m surprised we’ve gotten this far, now that I think about it. She moans into my kiss, falling into the moment.

When I pull away, Edmund takes his turn with her mouth, kissing her until he has her whimpering just like she was with me.

This is exactly what we need after that shitty meeting with the Vorsong Circle. Dani doesn’t know it, but she’s healing us, bringing the three of us together, and calming Edmund and me.

Calming us. Claiming us. Does she know we belong to her?