Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
The men had no idea. They weren’t aware of her attention.
Amber’s heart was racing now. “I can see them,” she managed to hiss.
“See who?”
“Isaac and Hayes. I can see them through the walls.”
Rylee gasped. “For real?”
“Yes.” She shuddered violently for a moment. “I shouldn’t be surprised. I mean I guess I saw through trees and even parts of the mountain yesterday when I knew you all were here waiting for us after the ceremony. But this is just…weird.”
“It is, but I’m not shocked either. I don’t think you’ve fully tapped into the skill. It took all of us several days to understand what our unique abilities were. You’re still coming into yours.”
Seizing the opportunity, Amber jumped to her feet and spun around and around, so fast that her skirt flew way up. She didn’t care that Rylee could see her panties and probably even her breasts. All she cared about was the exhilarating release she got from doing something so silly and so naughty. Something that would surely be on the absolutely-not-allowed list. Something that would get her bottom spanked so hard she wouldn’t be able to sit down.
Something that made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt in her entire life.
As soon as she dropped back down onto her bottom, dizzy and swaying to one side, she started laughing. Rylee joined her. The two of them laughed until tears came to their eyes and they fell over onto their sides, curled up in a fit of giggles.
Chapter Eight
“Hmm.”
At the sound of her Daddy’s voice, Amber peaked toward the doorway to find both men standing just inside the nursery. They had their hands on their hips but a bemused look on their faces.
Amber had a new moment of clarity. Her Daddy might be firm. He would have rules. He would enforce them. But he would also be soft and kind. He wouldn’t get seriously angry and yell at her or abuse her.
She realized this way of life was sort of a game. A titillating game. A game where she let him baby her, and she obeyed. But there was an inherent expectation that she would not always be the well-behaved obedient Little girl. She would break the rules on purpose because it was part of the lifestyle.
Isaac had this odd firm look on his face, his brow furrowed but his eyes dancing with mirth. His mouth was almost a straight line, but not quite. The corners were slightly turned up because he couldn’t help his bemusement.
“We leave you alone for a few minutes, and you girls discuss something so naughty that you end up in a fit of giggles…” he said.
Hayes bent down, snagged Rylee around the waist, and tossed her over his shoulder. He started tickling her, keeping her pinned safely with one arm around her thighs, her head dangling over his back.
Rylee was laughing so hard that Amber couldn’t stop giggling. Her dress was up around her waist, her panties fully visible to everyone.
It should have shocked Amber for these men to behave in such a silly manner, not caring that the girls were barely covered. Amber didn’t think she’d ever seen Rylee’s panties in her life. They’d been friends since they were young, but they’d always worn the long dresses with layers of shifts. They hadn’t accompanied each other to the bathroom or anything. It wasn’t heard of in the valley. Modesty had been drilled into them. And now…
A weight lifted off Amber’s chest. A heaviness she hadn’t known she’d carried with her all her life. A burden. The burden of being what was expected of her. The perfect mate. She’d prepared for twenty years to service her mate.
She was going to service him all right. With her mouth.
That thought snuck up on her so fast that she gasped as she sat up from where she’d been sprawled on the floor.
Isaac squatted down next to her and stroked her cheek. “I want to know what just went through your mind, Little girl.”
Her face heated. There was no way she could tell him that. Not ever. Certainly not in front of other people. Why had she even thought such a thing?
But she certainly had. Isaac had put his mouth on her pussy last night. He’d sucked on her until she’d screamed out her pleasure. She wanted to do the same thing to him.
His smile grew before he scooped her off the floor and lifted her into his arms. His lips came to her ear, making her shiver as he whispered, “My Little girl just had the naughtiest of thoughts. I can smell your arousal. Your panties are soaked, aren’t they?”
She was marginally aware that Hayes had carried Rylee out of the nursery. Based on her laughter, he was still tormenting her in the living room. Amber was alone with Isaac, but that didn’t keep embarrassment from flooding her cheeks and neck with heat.