Chapter 1

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KADE

G oing into heat when you have a mate is like sinking into sub space. You don't have to worry about a thing. You just drive to the club where your Daddy has booked a room for you, and you run your fingers along the beautiful breeding bench he bought to keep you all strapped down and safe.

He said good boys get rewards.

I must have been very good to earn this.

The room isn't really a room. It's a space behind a curtain. But I like to pretend it's a room when I take off my clothes, because I don't do that for anyone besides Daddy. It's just they're getting all itchy, and my pants are wet with slick.

Daddy will understand.

There aren't dildos here, so I have to paint the breeding benching with my fingers. I smear my smell all over the black leather arm and leg holds. On the torso pillow I draw a smiley face like the one I drew on Daddy's locker at the Slope. I even give the smiley face eyelashes because he's probably wearing makeup. He seems like the kind of smiley face that would.

The curtain rustles, and Daddy rushes in looking all stressed and worried.

"Are you all right, sunshine? I got here as soon as I could."

I giggle. "Daddy, you didn't put any dildos in our room. I had to paint with my fingers." I show him my two fingers that are covered in slick.

Daddy's eyes turn serious and he licks the slick from my fingertips.

Oh, I like that. Probably a little too much, because there's suddenly slick running down my legs.

"Fuck, Kade. You're making me hard, and I haven't even taken the meds yet."

Mmmm, that's right. Daddy got meds so he could rut with me like a proper fairy Daddy.

I grab for his cock, but it still has clothing covering it. That won't do. I try to unbutton them but Daddy stops me.

"Wait, my meds are in the pocket of these pants." He reaches into the left pocket and takes out a foil package. "The doctor said I'd have about five minutes before it kicks in. Maybe we should get you strapped in first."

I grab the foil package from his hands and tear it open. The two pills inside are pink. Like Daddy's cock and my lipstick.

"Kade, be careful with those—" I shove the pills in his mouth. There's no need for Daddy to wait five minutes.

We can get ready before then.

I pull back the curtain to Anchor's public playroom. There are two omegas making out in the opposite corner, an alpha boy who's getting spanked on his omega Daddy's lap, and a man on his hands and knees with a leather snout being walked on a leash.

"A puppy!" I squeal, and run over to them to pet his head. He's a very good puppy. He pushes his snout into my hand before Daddy's arms wrap around me and pull me away.

"Kade, you're naked. And you can't get distracted. We only have five minutes to strap you down and get ready."

"But he's so cute. It doesn't take that long to strap me down. He needs someone to pet him and love him."

Daddy lowers his hand to my cock and squeezes it.

Oh. Maybe I can pet the puppy later.

"We should have sex," I say.

He chuckles in my ear. "I thought so. Now climb up on that bench, sunshine." He smacks my ass, which is good too.

"Or you could spank me," I suggest.

He smacks me again, harder this time. "Who says we have to choose?"

"Mmmmm. I should get on the breeding bench."

I climb onto the torso pillow and lie down, placing my forearms on the arm rests, and trying to spread out to find the leg holds. Daddy grabs my ankles and guides them through the stirrups, tying both of them down.

That's nice. My legs are forced open and I'm all exposed, in this room where anyone could walk in and watch my Daddy taking me.

He straps my wrists in next. I can't get away now. I'll have to take whatever Daddy gives me.

I feel more slick running down my taint and balls. Daddy runs his fingers along the wet, sensitive skin, moving up to my entrance.

"You want me to fuck you right here in front of everyone, don't you?" he says, loud enough that other people can hear. I feel the heat in my cheeks, but that just makes me gush more slick.

I try to push my ass toward him, but I can't move.

"Please, Daddy."

The sharp sting of his hand comes down on my ass, and I hiss. It hurts, but not quite enough.

"More."

He spanks my other cheek this time. "Louder. I want them to hear you beg for it."

Fuck, I can't stand it. I need him. Can't he see how badly I need him?

"Please!" I cry out.

Instead of giving me what I need, he walks around the bench until he's standing in front of me. He unzips his fly, and pulls down his underwear until his full, hard cock is exposed and just inches from my face. He grabs the base and guides it close to my lips, but not enough for me to taste it.

"You want this?"

I nod emphatically.

He grabs my hair and yanks my head up. "With your ass spread for everyone to see?"

He pulls on my hair so hard, my eyes water. "Yes. Please, Daddy."

He releases me and stalks toward the other side of my breeding bench.

There are footsteps around us. More people are coming in. But I can't see them because the breeding bench is facing the opposite direction. My cheeks burn as I realize that they can't see my face either. Just my ass.

A moment of clarity washes over me as I realize we're really doing this. When I suggested we spend my next heat at Anchor, I didn't think Otis would go for it. Especially not in the public room where we rarely play.

But Otis just smiled at me, and said, "Would that make you happy, sunshine?"

I close my eyes as I smell something truly intoxicating. It's Otis, but more.

His rut is taking over.