Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

As Lyra took the last bite, she smiled triumphantly, and he swore he could smell her arousal. The chair was going to be soaked when she stood.

Stalling to make her squirm, he pushed her nearly untouched sippy cup toward her. "Drink some water, Crash. You don't get enough fluids."

She sighed, making it difficult for him to hold back a snicker. After a quick drink, she set the cup down. "Can I get up now, Daddy?"

"Hmm…" He rose, took their plates, and set them in the sink before he picked up the sippy cup she'd barely touched. "Come."

She jumped down from the seat and followed him.

He headed for her playroom and then aimed directly for the rocking chair. After settling in it, he motioned for her to join him. "How about if you sit on my lap for a while and drink some more water? I've seen you rubbing your temples on several occasions. I suspect you're dehydrated."

Her brow was furrowed as she shuffled toward him. Maybe being rocked wasn't what she had in mind. He'd promised to let her come, and she apparently hadn't forgotten.

When she reached him, he helped her up with one hand, leaned her back in his arms, and handed her the sippy cup.

She squirmed, which wasn't surprising since her barely-existent nightie was bunched up around her waist, causing her red-hot bottom to rest against his thighs while exposing her pussy.

Phoenix wasn't winging it here. He knew exactly what he was doing. As soon as she started sipping the water, he set his palms on her inner thighs and parted her legs.

She gasped. He was pretty sure she also bit down on the tip of the sippy cup.

Holding her gaze, he rocked her, teasing her mercilessly with one hand between her legs. At first, all he did was stroke her inner thighs, not coming close enough to her pussy to give her what she craved.

By the time he inched his fingers closer to her wet folds, she was writhing and moaning against the cup.

"Keep drinking, Little one. I don't see the water level going down."

She took another deep sip, and he rewarded her by sliding his thumb between her folds and then pressing it against her clit. Fuck him, but she nearly came. The sound that escaped her mouth was a sexy purr, and she would have arched her butt right off his lap if he hadn't been holding her down.

She clamped her thighs around his wrist, gasping as she lowered the cup. "Daddy…"

"Mmm. What's wrong, Little one?"

She licked her lips, and then her eyes rolled back as the sippy cup fell to the floor.

Phoenix smiled, loving the fact that she was now lost to the feeling of his fingers on her. Ignoring the grip of her thighs, he eased a finger into her tight channel and stroked in and out slowly several times.

Lyra groaned the most delightful sound.

He paused, not moving until she met his gaze, her eyes imploring.

"Spread your knees wide, Crash. Give Daddy access."

She immediately parted her thighs as far as possible, giving him a full view of her soaked pussy and making it easier for him to tease her. After easing his finger from inside her, he circled her clit several times.

She whimpered. Her bottom lip quivered. "Please, Daddy. Please ," she begged.

Phoenix finally took mercy on her, thrust two fingers into her as deep as possible, and curled them against her G-spot while stroking that small bundle of nerves with his thumb.

His girl detonated in his arms, crying out as her tight pussy clenched his fingers over and over. Her hands even came to her breasts, and she squeezed them.

Damn, she was sexy. He'd waited years to find and claim the perfect Little girl, and he couldn't have dreamed he would ever have found someone so suited for him in every way.

Lyra was it for him. Now, he just needed to make sure her ex stopped harassing her so she could live the rest of her life without the fear of being accosted.

And there was one more issue. Lyra was a concert cellist. She played all over the world on tours. Even though she was on a break right now, it wouldn't last forever. Soon, she would need to find a new manager and return to the touring circuit with her quartet.

The idea made his chest tighten. How were they going to manage this problem? If Phoenix had his way, he would restrict her to the fifth floor and the basement and never let her out of his sight. He was in love with her, and the thought of anything happening to her made him feel sick.

Now, he understood how his teammates had felt when they'd met their Little girls and had become so overprotective that he'd laughed at them. He shouldn't have judged. He understood the feeling now.

As he gently petted her pussy, her breathing evened out. Finally, she spoke in a low, seductive voice. "Need you inside me, Daddy."

He hadn't meant to do more than give her an orgasm before her nap, but the tone of her voice and the look on her face made his cock seem to double in size. It made its presence known by throbbing against her hip.

Lyra pushed to sitting and then slid to her feet between his legs. She boldly lifted her sexy nightie over her head and tossed it on the floor before reaching for the button on his jeans. Holding his gaze, she popped the button, lowered the zipper, and reached into his boxers to wrap her small hand around his cock.

Phoenix brought his fingers to his mouth to suck off her juices, never looking away from her. When he was done, he lifted his hips to slide his jeans down to his thighs before grabbing her waist. "Straddle Daddy, Crash."

She parted her legs as he lifted her off the floor, letting him settle her so that she straddled his lap, pinning his erection against her pussy.

His gaze roamed down to her breasts before he cupped them and thumbed her nipples. "You are the most gorgeous woman I've ever set eyes on, Lyra."

"You're the most gorgeous man I've ever set eyes on, Phoenix." Her palms came to his chest, and she smoothed them over his pecs. "You're like a brick wall. How do you keep your body so hard and muscular?"

"When I'm not chasing a naughty Little girl around the resort, I work out a lot of hours, Little one."

She lifted her gaze to meet his and winced. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't go outside without permission again. I promise. I didn't mean to scare you."

"I know you didn't, Crash." He slid his hands down to cup her hot cheeks and squeezed. "I bet this heated bottom will help remind you not to do anything like that without talking to Daddy about it first next time."

"Yes, Sir. I promise." She toyed absently with his pecs, stroking the veins and thrumming his nipples until they were damn near as hard as hers. "When I told Sadie I wanted to go outside and play for a while, I was in a weird headspace. I was feeling defiant. Boyd has controlled my every movement for so long that I panicked. I don't ever want to feel like that again. I never want a man to order me around and tell me what to do."

Ahh. This made perfect sense. Phoenix continued to mold his hands around her hot bottom. "That's understandable, Little one, but I'm going to prove to you that your relationship with me is nothing like the one you had with Boyd. He was abusive. He ordered you around for his own benefit. Whatever his reasons were, he manipulated you to do his bidding every day because he needs to control you for reasons I intend to uncover."

"Yeah, I get that," she murmured.

"Our relationship will never look like that, Crash. As your Daddy, I will be bossy, and I will have a lot of rules I intend for you to follow, but my rules exist for your safety because you're the most important person in my world, and I don't want anything to happen to you. If I order you not to leave a room, I won't lock you inside and barricade the door. I'll expect you to stay there because there's a legitimate threat to your life. If I tell you to eat or drink, it's because you need fuel to be your best. If I decide you need to go to bed early or take a nap, it's because I know you're tired, and I want you to be healthy. Do you see the difference?"

She nodded slowly.

"I adore you, Lyra, and I will worship you every day of your life. My bossiness will never resemble what you've experienced in the past. I will earn your trust."

"Okay, Daddy."

He pulled her butt cheeks apart, making her tense her muscles. "Everything I do will be for a reason. Sometimes, that reason might be safety-related. Other times, it might be for your pleasure." Holding her wide gaze, he slid his fingers closer to her rosette.

"Daddy…" she whimpered, trying to wiggle free of his grip.

He eased one finger to her forbidden hole and stroked the sensitive skin. "For example, I bet no one has ever touched this tight ring of muscles."

She shook her head and scrunched up her nose. "It's yucky, Daddy."

He smiled. "It's not. It's part of your body, and Daddy is going to be intimate with every inch of you, inside and out. Do you know why?"

She shook her head again, faster, still trying to free herself.

He leaned closer. "Because I can read your reactions, and I know when I breach this hole, you're going to moan. Yes, it will feel naughty, but that embarrassment is going to fuel your arousal."

"No, Daddy…" she whimpered weakly. "Not my bottom."

"Yes, Little one." If he believed she was really opposed to having her bottom penetrated, he wouldn't do it, but judging by the flush on her cheeks and the way she was panting and squirming, he knew she was fighting against her growing arousal.

A sexy shudder shook her body as she licked her lips. "What if it hurts?"

"It won't hurt, Little one. I promise." Using one hand to hold her cheeks open, he slid the fingers of his other hand to her folds. She was soaked. He easily gathered her wetness and brought it to her tight rosette, rubbing it in without penetrating her yet.

Panting and making a half-assed attempt to squirm free, Lyra simultaneously grabbed his shoulders and gripped hard with her fingertips. If she'd had long nails, she would have scored his skin.

Phoenix gathered more of her arousal and teased the tight ring of muscles until she pushed down on his fingers, nearly begging him to enter her tight hole.

"Lift your hips and lower your pussy onto my cock, Crash."

She shivered again at the command, but she rose slowly, causing his erection to lift until the tip lodged at her entrance. After hesitating, she eased her body over his cock, taking him inside.

"Good girl." He lined his finger up with her bottom hole and entered her while she was fully seated on his cock.

Lyra tipped her head back and moaned loudly. "Ohh…"

"Yes, Little one. I told you it would feel good."

"So naughty."

He smiled. "And that's half the reason it feels so good."

"Do it again," she begged.

Phoenix's cock was about to revolt, impaled inside her but trapped with no movement. He didn't care, though. All that mattered was showing his Little girl that she could trust him to always make her feel good, even when what he was introducing might be new to her.

Phoenix let his middle finger slide almost out and then pushed it back in deeper.

Lyra moaned. "I don't even recognize myself."

He flattened his other palm on her back and pressed, bringing her lips to his so he could kiss her. "I recognize you, Little one," he murmured against her mouth. "You're mine. My precious Little girl. My life. And I will spend every minute showing you what that means."

She smiled against his lips before lifting up several inches and thrusting back down.

This time, it was Phoenix who moaned. She felt so damn good wrapped around his cock, riding him, straddling him, letting him breach her tight rear hole.

"Touch your clit, Lyra. Make yourself come."

Her breath hitched, but she didn't follow his command.

"Have you never masturbated while you were with a man?" He was certain the only man she'd ever been with had been Boyd, but he was not bringing that man's name into their bedroom. He sure as hell wasn't allowing it into her playroom.

Her cheeks turned a darker red. "No," she whispered.

His cock throbbed, pulsing inside her in a way she couldn't possibly not notice. He needed the answer to another question. "Have you ever had an orgasm during sex, Little one?"

"Yes…" she said in a strange, drawn-out tone. She licked her lips and stared down at their connection. "Last night."

Phoenix flinched even though he'd already suspected that would be her answer. "Oh, my sweet, sweet girl." He held her more firmly in place with his palm on her back while he stroked inside her tight bottom again. "From now on, you will always orgasm when you have sex, more than once if I can help it. Now, do what Daddy said. Rub your clit like you do when you're alone. Make it feel good. I want to feel you come around my cock and my finger, Lyra."

She slid her hand down between them, and the moment she touched herself, she moaned.

Phoenix set his forehead against hers. "You are so sexy, Lyra. Come for Daddy."

She rose up and down on his shaft a few more times, rubbing herself while he stroked inside her bottom. Suddenly, her body stiffened. Both her pussy and her bottom clenched tight, and she came so hard she cried out.

It was glorious and humbling, and Phoenix followed right behind her, filling her tight channel with his seed.