11. Zane

He was so painfully hard he couldn’t even think straight but he was pretty sure Ruby had just said she wanted them. She was putting herself in their care and trusting them. It was the sweetest gift of all. And while Zane wanted to pull out a whiteboard and start writing down all the rules they would expect her to follow, he knew it wasn’t the time for that.

Ruby looked exhausted and her health and safety were the most important thing in the world. It didn’t matter that they didn’t know everything about her. They had time to figure out everything that made her tick. What her favorite color was and how Little she enjoyed being in Little Space. They would get there but for the time being, they needed to give her an explosive orgasm and then tuck her into bed for a nice long nap.

As usual, Jace was on the same page without them even needing to verbally communicate it to each other. His friend stood and reached for Ruby, pulling her into his arms and settling her on his hip. It was obvious his friend was just as hard as he was, but this wouldn’t be about them. It would always be about her needs first. That was the type of Daddies they were.

Ruby rested her head on Jace’s shoulder and kept her eyes locked on Zane’s as they walked through the club. The men had two rooms set up in the club that only they had access to. One was a regular bedroom and the other was a nursery.

Reaching out, Zane brushed his thumb over her cheek and offered her a smile. They would be having a very serious talk about her not answering her phone when Jace had been calling and then about being so rude when she’d arrived, but that was for later. At the moment, they needed her, and it seemed she needed them. He just hoped that once the three of them got into the thick of the dynamic that she wouldn’t decide they were too much to handle.

Closing the bedroom door behind them, Jace deposited her gently on the bed.

“Are you sure you want this, Ruby?” he asked.

She looked from Jace to Zane and nodded. “Yes. I want it. I’m scared, though. I’ve never been with two men.”

Zane nodded and walked to the edge of the bed. Rubbing his hand through her hair, he stared down at her.

“You never have to be scared of us but if you do get scared or need it to stop, you say red and we stop everything immediately. Later on, we’ll all talk about limits, needs, and wants, but this time it is only going to be about you and your pleasure. We aren’t going to do anything today but take care of you and then tuck you in for a nap. Do you have anywhere else you need to be today? Work?” Zane asked.

“I don’t work,” she whispered.

The sad look in her eyes was there again and Zane wanted to do everything he could to wipe it away and never see it again on her delicate face. He wondered about her not working and if she did something else like go to school. Either way, it didn’t matter. They would work it out.

“Can you spend the rest of the day with us?” he asked.

She nodded and leaned her face into the palm of his hand that was still stroking her hair. The way she was reaching for his touch made him feel powerful, and everything inside of him wanted to wrap her up in a blanket and tuck her in his pocket so he could keep her safe and happy forever.

It was way too soon for thoughts like that. In fact, Zane had never had those type of thoughts. But something was so different about Ruby.

Jace stepped forward and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her temple.

“We want you to relax and enjoy this. This is about you. What’s your safeword if you need it to stop?” Jace asked.

“Red.”

Both men smiled down at her.

“Good girl,” Jace replied.

Zane reached for her and wrapped his fingers around her wrist, pulling her to stand in front of him while Jace stepped behind her, sandwiching her between both of them. Her breathing quickened as she looked up at Zane and then back at Jace.

Wrapping one hand around the back of her neck, Zane leaned down and hovered his mouth over hers, taking in her sweet vanilla scent. Slowly, he lowered his lips to brush over hers several times before capturing her mouth with his. A moan escaped her lips as he kissed her, and he took the opportunity to dip his tongue into her mouth and explore her sweet flavor.

Her hands moved to touch his chest and when he nipped at her bottom lip, her fingers curled, gently scraping his skin through his t-shirt and making him groan into her mouth.

Fuck. The woman was going to kill him before they even got her naked. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d been so turned on. She was different from anything he’d ever experienced before, and it was addicting.

Pulling his mouth from hers, he stared down at her as he kneaded the back of her neck with his hand while Jace stood behind her with his arm wrapped around her center, kissing her shoulder.

“You can kiss Jace, too, baby girl,” Zane encouraged.

Turning her head to the side, she looked up at Jace, who was staring down at her with so much lust that Zane knew his friend was feeling as aroused as he was.

As Jace lowered his face to hers, Zane moved his hands to the front of her shoulders and slowly slid them down her front until his hands were cupping her breasts through her shirt. She had entirely way too much clothing on, but they needed to give her time to adjust to both of them touching and exploring her at the same time.

Brushing his thumbs over her nipples, he let out a low groan as each of the peaks tightened into hard nubs. He could hardly wait to get his mouth on them and worship how beautiful they were. He hadn’t even seen them yet, but somehow, he knew they were absolute perfection.

Watching Jace kiss her while he continued to toy with her nipples, Zane felt so close to the edge of explosion that he could barely stand it.

“Fuck! Enough. We need to get her clothes off,” he finally demanded when Jace pulled away from her mouth.

Ruby sagged against both of them, her eyes half-lidded with desire sparkling in her blue irises.

“Such a pretty girl for your Daddies. Are you going to be a good girl for us?” Zane asked as he tugged at the hem of her shirt.

Ruby grinned, a hint of mischief in her gaze as she looked up at him.

“Yes, Zaddy,” she answered.

Fuck.

Zaddy was really starting to grow on him. Especially coming from her lips.