23. Ember

23

EMBER

“ M y tongue is numb.”

Ghost grins at me, his normally terrifying face looking less scary than normal. “You don’t say.”

“Jesus, Dom. You couldn’t give her something else that doesn’t make her tongue numb?” Cage asks.

I frown and look at my Daddy. “Be nice to Uncle Dom. He gave me a sucker for being so good.”

Cage stares at me like I have three heads, but it kind of feels like I do. “A sucker that I had to take away because you couldn’t control your drool.”

Giggling, I bob my head. Yeah. Oopsie.

“Close your eyes, firefly. We’ll be home in no time.”

Home.

My Daddy is taking me home.

I would tell him that he doesn’t have to take me anywhere because he is my home, but my mouth is tired, and my eyes are heavy. Maybe I’ll tell him another time.

I f sleeping on a cloud was a real thing, I swear, I’d be doing it right now. Wherever I am, it’s the best bed I’ve ever laid in. I should probably open my eyes. I’m too comfortable, though.

Sighing, I roll over to my side and pause when my hand slaps on bare skin. Warm and a little fuzzy. I know this chest.

Cage.

Daddy.

Home.

“Daddy,” I whisper.

His breathing hitches, and he tightens his arms around me. “Yeah, baby. I’m right here.”

I smile and snuggle into him, letting out a relieved breath. Having him here is all I need.

Slowly, I glide my hand over his chest, feeling every vein and muscle as I explore his hard body. His heart pounds against my palm, and as I move my fingers lower, he stops breathing.

“Firefly,” he says quietly.

Ignoring him, I continue wandering my fingers down his abs until I reach the hem of his underwear. Finally opening my eyes, I nearly gasp. He’s rock hard, and I can’t resist cupping it through his boxer briefs.

“Fuck.” He groans and fists his hand in my hair.

My nipples ache, and my pussy clenches as I squeeze him gently. God, he’s practically chiseled in stone. The man is so perfect. And he’s mine.

“Please,” I whisper. “I need you.”

“Baby, it’s going to hurt the first time I fuck you. I don’t want to cause you any pain. We should work you up to it.”

I shake my head and slowly stroke along his shaft. “I don’t want to wait. I need you. Please, Daddy. Make me yours completely. In every way possible. I want to give you everything.”

That last sentence pulls a low growl from him, and he flexes his fist in my hair. “You’re going to be my good girl and tell me if I hurt you too much?”

“I promise. Scout’s honor, Daddy.”

He glares at me. “Pretty sure you were never a scout, firefly.”

Grinning, I shrug and pull the elastic of his underwear back, letting his cock spring free. “No, but I promise to tell you.”

“Do you remember your safeword, baby?”

Rising slightly, I move my head down, my mouth hovering over his cock. It’s so thick. I shouldn’t have expected anything less. Cage is a large man. Everywhere .

“It’s red, Daddy. That can be your safeword, too,” I say right before I lower my lips to the tip of his cock.

He smirks down at me. “Think I might need a safeword with you, huh, baby? You gonna be rough with me?”

I giggle and peer up at him from under my lashes. “I guess you’ll have to wait and see.”

Then I take the head of his cock into my mouth and swirl my tongue around it, loving the salty taste of his pre-release.

“Fuck!” He sucks in a gulp of air and lifts his head to watch me.

Keeping eye contact with him, I dip my head down, testing to see how far I can go before I gag. It will be impossible to take him all the way, but I want to try because this is hot. It might even be hotter than what he did to me on the kitchen counter.

“Easy, firefly. Watch your teeth, baby.”

My panties are soaked, and he hasn’t touched me yet. Sucking his cock seems so filthy, but so damn right. I wonder if I could suck on it in place of a pacifier sometimes? Not really sure if that would work with how excited he is right now.

He drops his head to the pillow and rubs his forehead, his breathing erratic. “Fuck. Your mouth is so good. So damn good.”

Using my free hand, I cup his balls and gently roll them in my fingers, enjoying the sensation. Who knew men’s genitalia could be so soothing? Maybe it’s just a Little thing.

“Move your hips over here, baby.” He pats the bed next to him. I shuffle over on my knees while continuing to suck his cock.

As soon as his hand touches my bare thigh, I moan and take him deeper into my mouth. I need him touching me like I need my next breath.

“Keep sucking Daddy’s cock while I touch you, baby. Don’t stop, or I’ll punish you.”

Right. Because that’s not tempting or anything. Maybe I should stop. It’s just so damn hot.

He runs his fingers over the crotch of my panties, and I jolt forward. Holy crap.

“So sensitive, baby.” He strokes again, this time giving a bit of pressure on my clit. Even through my underwear, his touch lights up my entire body.

I close my eyes and take him in deep until I gag. Cage groans and yanks my panties to the side at the same time. As I take him in again, he slowly thrusts one of his thick fingers into my pussy.

“Such a good fucking girl, firefly. I want you to ride my hand, baby.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. My hips are already moving, searching for every bit of pleasure he’s offering.

I moan and whimper, sucking him harder and faster until I’m nearly blind with pleasure.

“You’re dripping down my wrist, baby. So needy. You’re so close to coming, aren’t you?”

“Mm-hmm.”

So close that it’s almost painful as I try to hold off.

Cage adds a second finger, stretching me almost to the point of pain. I keep my head down, not wanting him to see me wince. Knowing him, he’ll keep me a virgin forever if it means not hurting me.

“You’re going to come for me while you keep sucking my dick. Come all over me, baby. Soak this bed with your honey.”

As if that’s what my body was waiting for, every muscle tenses before a rush of pure ecstasy rushes through me.

“Oh!” I cry out around his cock.

I try to keep sucking, I really do. But then he curls his fingers inside me, and I scream. Sitting up on his hand, my hips move, and my head falls back while I ride him just like he told me to.

“Such a good girl. Jesus Christ, Ember. You’re so beautiful when you come like this,” he growls.

My moans grow quieter, and my breathing grows heavier until I’m folded forward with my head resting on his stomach while I slowly stroke his cock.

“I assume you’re not on birth control?” His voice is strained, and I feel a bit guilty that he’s had to hold off so long.

“I am. I have an implant. It helps with my period cramps.”

He flips me onto my back so quickly that my head spins as he hovers over me, his dark eyes staring at me with so much intensity that I shiver.

“I want to fuck you bare. I want nothing between us. Not now, not ever. You’re it for me, Ember. There will never be another woman in my life. And I’ll kill any man who tries to take you away from me.”

Reaching up, I cup his beautiful face. My heart is practically beating out of my chest. “I don’t want anyone else but you, Daddy. Fuck me. Make me yours. No barriers.”

The head of his cock nudges my entrance, and a million butterflies explode in my tummy. I’ve never been so glad I waited to lose my virginity. This, our connection, is everything I’ve always wanted.

“I love you, Ember Elizabeth Black.”

I furrow my eyebrows. “My last name is Adams.”

He shakes his head. “Not anymore. Legal or not, it’s Black now.”

Then he slowly thrusts into me, pausing for a second when I bite my lip in pain.

“Ouchie,” I whisper.

His entire face grows dark, and he shakes his head. “I’m so fucking sorry, my love. It will only hurt this one time, then I’ll take such good care of you.”

“I know, Daddy.” Tears drip from my eyes, and I quickly dash them away. “I know you will. Keep going.”

Inch by inch, he stretches me so wide I think I might need surgery when we’re done. It’s worth it, though. Everything I’ve been through in my life has been worth it for this moment.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he tells me as he slowly pulls out and thrusts in again. “It will start feeling good in a second.”

I nod and hold on to his shoulders while he stares into my eyes and fucks me. The pain quickly morphs into pleasure, and my whimpers turn into moans as I beg for more.

“Oh my God. This feels so amazing.”

Cage chuckles. “Yeah, baby. It does. It’s everything. Just like you.”

We watch each other while kissing, exploring, feeling. There’s no music, but it feels like there is. I try to think about what song would be playing right now. Something sweet and sexy. Maybe a John Legend song.

Everything around me disappears. The only thing I can truly focus on is Cage. He pushes my shirt up over my breasts, and when he latches on to one of my needy nipples, I arch up for more.

Soon, our calm movements become more urgent. He continues to praise me for being his good girl, and fuck, I love it.

My hands roam his chest, and then I run my fingernails over his back, scratching him and marking him as mine. Maybe he’s not the only possessive one in this relationship. When he bites one of my nipples, pleasure shoots right down to my core. I’m breathing heavily, my heart ready to explode, and on the verge of orgasm again.

“You’re so close, baby. You’re going to fucking kill me. I’m not going to last. Your pussy was made for me,” he growls as he thrusts harder and faster.

“Yes, Daddy! Only you,” I reply breathlessly.

“Only you, firefly. Only you.”

His movements become erratic, and he tucks a hand between us, his fingers finding my clit. As soon as he circles the sensitive nub, I’m wrecked. I scream and thrash. My entire body shakes while my pussy spasms, but Cage continues to fuck me wildly.

All of a sudden, he stills, and his cock throbs inside me, filling me. When my orgasm subsides, I let out a long, satisfied hum. Bliss.

“Jesus,” he mutters, staring down at me, worried. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry. I got too rough for your first time.”

Shaking my head, I grin. “I’m perfect, Daddy. Never been better.”

He hovers over me for a bit longer, his cock still seated inside me. “I’m glad you feel that way, baby. Because in a while, we’re going to deal with the punishment you’re owed. I probably shouldn’t have fucked you since naughty girls don’t get orgasms.”

My mouth falls open. “That’s mean, Daddy.”

“Get used to it, firefly. You’ve thought I was strict before, but I’ve been taking it easy on you.”

Well… That just sucks.

“ D addy, I really don’t think you need to punish me. I’ve definitely learned my lesson. Besides, it’s in the past. We shouldn’t dredge up the past, right? It’s bad for our health.”

Cage smirks and points to the ottoman in front of where he’s sitting. He looks mouthwatering in his jeans and no shirt. I really think there are better things we could do with our time than a silly spanking. Like sex. Yes, I definitely want to do that again. The aftercare was amazing, too. Not only did he hand-feed me cheese and crackers, but he brought up my sippy cup. This was after he cleaned up my most intimate areas, then covered me in a warm blanket and snuggled me. He’s perfect. Maybe not to anyone else; to me, he is.

“Oh, I really think you need to be punished, firefly. Besides, what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t follow through? Now, come here because if I have to come get you, I’ll choose an implement to use on your cute bottom as well.”

Yikes. He means serious business.

Setting my coloring book aside, I crawl out of bed and go to him, pulling at the bottom of my sleep shirt to cover myself. He didn’t put panties on me after we had sex, and suddenly, I’m feeling very exposed.

When I come to his side, he grabs my hands and moves me between his legs to sit opposite from him.

“Before I spank your cute bottom, I want to add a couple more rules to our relationship.”

The corners of my lips twitch, but I keep my lips sealed. It’s probably a bad idea to make a sassy comment right now.

“First, a lot has happened in the past day. It’s going to take time for you to process. You might end up having some big feelings about it. You need to talk to me immediately if you do. I can have a therapist come here for you to work with if you be up for it as well. Whatever you feel over this, I want to know. It’s my job as your Daddy to make sure you’re happy and healthy, and that goes for your mental well-being, too. Understand?”

My tummy does a fluttery thing. I didn’t think it was possible to love Cage any more than I already do but then he goes and says that. He thinks he struggles to understand emotion, although I’d say he understands it much better than he realizes.

“Yes, Daddy. I will.”

He’s right. I need to process everything. I haven’t asked him outright if my father is dead. I don’t need to. Cage isn’t the type of man to give grace to anyone who hurts those he cares about. I’m not sure what it says about me that I’m not sad over it. Maybe the sadness will come. All I feel at the moment, is relief. Like a huge weight has been lifted.

“That’s my good girl. Next rule. You have to tell me I’m handsome every day and that you love me.”

Wrinkling my nose, I raise my gaze to his and giggle. He winks at me and grins, reaching out for me.

“Got you to relax a little. I do think that should be a rule, though.”

I laugh harder and roll my eyes. He really is full of himself. In the best way. “Well, you are handsome, and I do love you.”

He holds me between his thighs, his face buried in the crook of my neck. “You’re such a gift, Ember. Everything I could possibly want.”

Wrapping my arms around him, I sigh. “I feel like a mess. I have no career and no idea what I want to do in my life. I don’t bring much to the table, Cage.”

When he tenses and lifts his head to look at me, his eyes are almost black. “I don’t ever want to hear you put yourself down like that again. I’m adding extra spanks for that.”

A shiver runs up my spine. I really wish I had panties on right now so he doesn’t notice me getting wet.

“I wasn’t putting myself down,” I argue.

He arches an eyebrow. “Really? Because it sure seemed like you did to me. You bring everything to the table, Ember Elizabeth. You don’t need to know what you’re going to do yet. You’re just getting to start your life. And I’m going to be here to cheer you on with whatever you decide to do because that’s what Daddies do. Do you understand me, baby? You are everything .”

Sniffing, I nod, trying to swallow the lump forming in my throat. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to him praising me like he does. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. I think we need to get on with your punishment since you now have two owed.”

I squeeze my thighs together, trembling slightly. “Only one punishment, Daddy.”

He raises his eyebrows. “Really? I’m counting two. One for getting out of bed when I directly told you not to. And second, because you just put yourself down.”

Well… crumb.

“You’re allowed to use your safeword during punishment. Since this is your first real spanking, I’m going to take it easy on you, but if it gets to the point where you need it to stop, you say red. You need to remember that even though I’m your Daddy, you still hold the power here. Okay?”

My heart races, and even though I’m facing my doom, I’m not scared. Cage would die before he truly hurt me.

“Okay, Daddy.”

He puts me on my feet, then takes my hand and carefully helps me over one of his thighs. My chest rests on the oversized chair, and my feet dangle in the air. I can only imagine what I look like from his position right now.

“Part your thighs, firefly. Keep them parted the entire time.”

Crap. He’s definitely going to see my arousal. Maybe if I’m good, he’ll touch me between my legs during my spanking.

He palms my bottom, making me jump.

“Ready, baby?”

I twist to look back at him. “Is the sun cold?”

His palm comes down with a sharp, loud smack. Holy crap, that was hard.

“You know, it’s probably not smart to be sassy with Daddy when you’re in such a predicament. Now, I’m going to ask you again. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I answer breathlessly.

He spanks me again, this time not stopping with one. Again and again, his palm connects. He said he was going to take it easy on me. I think his idea of easy and my idea of easy are very different. Stinging pain radiates through me, and it’s not long before I start wiggling, trying to dodge his hand.

“When I tell you to do something, I expect you to obey. Why did you decide to disobey Daddy?”

I bite my lip and whimper, trying to process his words while he continues to pepper my poor bottom with swats.

“Did you do it because you wanted to see what would happen if you disobeyed? I kind of think you did. Guess what? This is what happens. Naughty girls always go over their Daddy’s lap when they don’t listen.”

“Owwie! Owwie! Owwie!” I hiss and kick, my eyes starting to burn with tears.

“You can test me all you want, firefly, but no matter how often you do it, I’m never giving up on you or sending you away. I want you to get that through your head right now. You’re mine. I’m going to spank you when you’re naughty. I’ll never stop loving you, though.”

Sniffling, I let out a sob. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t do it again.”

He lifts his free leg and puts it over the back of both of mine, so I can’t kick, then starts spanking me harder and faster.

“I wouldn’t make promises you can’t keep, firefly,” he says, his voice amused. “I like my naughty, sassy girl. I also like spanking her. Fuck, I could spank this perfect ass every day.”

After this, I think I’m going to try really hard to be a good girl. Although, despite my bottom being on fire, my pussy is throbbing.

Tears drip down my cheeks, but no matter how much I wiggle or fight, he doesn’t stop. When I try to reach back to cover one of my cheeks, he grabs my wrist and pins it to my lower back. I’m completely at his mercy now.

It hurts. So bad. It’s also cathartic. The longer he goes, the more I cry until I’m sobbing over and over. When I can’t fight it anymore, my entire body goes limp and I give into it, letting the pain and tears wash everything away.

As soon as Cage stops, he pulls me up and settles me on his lap. I wince when my bottom connects with his pants. I have a feeling I’ll be doing a lot of that for the next day or two.

“I got you, baby. Let it out. That’s my girl.”

He holds me against his chest and slowly rocks me back and forth in his arms for a long time. Even after my tears stop, he holds me, stroking my head and whispering praise. I’m sure I look like a train wreck right now, but I’ve never felt lighter. Maybe being spanked isn’t all that terrible. Maybe it’s exactly what I need to let go of so many unhealthy emotions I’ve been bottling up for so long.

“How’s my girl? Where’s your head at right now, baby?”

Tilting my head back, I gaze up at him and stroke his short beard at the same time. “I’m good, Daddy. I feel… light. And happy.”

Cage scoots back in the chair and leans back, cradling me against him before he reaches for a throw blanket and covers me up.

“Me too, firefly. So fucking happy.”