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  Copyright© 2020 Lila Fox

  ISBN: 978-0-3695-0191-2

  Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

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  DADDY’S LITTLE PRINCESS

  Daddy Series, 2

  Lila Fox

  Copyright © 2020

  Chapter One

  Gage pulled up in front of Darian’s mansion and parked. Although they talked on the phone almost daily, he hadn’t seen his friend in a few months.

  Gage had been the one to do most of the traveling for the group. He usually didn’t mind it, but lately, he found himself getting impatient and just wanting to be in his own home. He’d also been thinking about a woman of his own. He was sick of the different women he shared his bed with. Not one of them stood out to him. They all kind of blended together. Their only purpose was to scratch his itch. To satisfy his sexual needs, and that wasn’t even working lately.

  Maybe it had to do with Darian’s woman. The fact that his friend had found a woman like they all had been looking for. One who gave herself over to the man in her life.

  The five friends who had met in college and had built a business together had all come to the conclusion they wanted the same type of woman. The kind that wanted her man to make the majority of her decisions and looked to him for answers and advice.

  Unfortunately, a woman who wanted to please her man, who thrived under their care, and didn’t care to be independent was frowned upon by society’s standards, so the group of men hadn’t thought they would ever find the woman who would complete them.

  The fact that Darian had found such a woman gave them all hope that there were more out there, and maybe someday they’d meet their own little.

  Gage chuckled when the front door was opened before he knocked. Darian’s butler, Elder, was always on top of everything.

  “Good afternoon, sir.”

  Gage grinned. “Hello, Elder.”

  “Mr. Darian is in his office waiting for you.”

  “Good,” Gage said and followed him down the hallway. The butler knocked on the office door.

  “Come in,” Darian called.

  The butler opened the door. “Mr. Gage is here, sir.”

  Darian nodded. “Good, send him in.”

  Gage came through the door with a briefcase in one hand and a suit coat in the other.

  “How was the drive?” Darian asked.

  Gage set his things on the sofa table and plopped down in a chair on the other side of Darian’s desk.

  “Good. I brought the files we need to go over, but first, I need to hear about this girl.” He’d been anxious to learn more about her. The other guys had found her very charming and sweet.

  Darian grinned and relaxed back in his chair. “Her name is Larkin, and she’s fucking perfect.”

  Gage stretched his long legs out, laced his fingers together over his stomach, and chuckled. “Where’d you meet her?” He’d heard one story from the others but wanted Darian’s version.

  “Hicks and I were driving back to the condo when we saw her and three guys on the sidewalk. I could tell she was scared.”

  Gage smirked. “How bad did you hurt the guys?”

  “One probably won’t be able to get an erection for a while.”

  Gage grimaced.

  “Another one,” Darian said, “will probably have to have his jaw wired shut, and the third one ran off before I could get my hands on him.”

  “Jesus, man, they must have pissed you off.”

  Darian relaxed back against his chair and looked at Gage. “I’ve never been madder in my life. If you had seen it, you probably would have killed them.”

  Gage nodded. “Most likely. I can’t stand to see a woman or child hurt.” He’d grown up in the roughest part of the city and had to learn to fight hard to survive, so he knew many ways to hurt a person with his bare hands.

  He grew furious when a person hurt a woman or a child. They weren’t strong like men and needed to be taken care of. He knew he got that belief from the horror of seeing his own mother beaten and abused by his father.

  It had stopped the day his father pushed her down the steps in front of Gage. He was a big kid but didn’t have the muscle mass he had at the moment. It was his anger that gave him the much-needed strength to beat his father so severely. The man ran from the house with several broken bones and wounds. He and his mom had never seen him again.

  “You and me, both,” Darian replied. “She was drunk, so I took her home and took care of her. She ran from me the next morning, but I quickly found her, and she’s been with me ever since.”

  “How long has it been?” Gage asked him.

  “Three months.”

  “You love her,” Gage commented. He didn’t have to ask from the look on his friend’s face.

  “Very much.”

  “You’re a lucky bastard,” he commented enviously. Gage’s head jerked toward the office door behind him when it flew open, and a young beautiful woman ran in.

  “Daddy, you’ll never guess what happ—”

  Larkin stopped short when she saw him. Tears filled her eyes when she looked back at Darian. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was here…”

  Darian smiled gently. “Come here, baby,” he said and held out a hand to her.

  Larkin went to him and let him pull her into his lap. She put her arms around his neck and sniffled. “I’m sorry,” she whispered against his neck. “Please don’t be mad at me.”

  Gage could just make out her words.

  Darian kissed the top of her head and tightened his arms around her. “I’m not mad, baby.”

  Larkin sniffed and looked up at him. “Really?”

  Darian used his thumb to wipe the tears from her cheeks. “Really. I want you to meet a good friend of mine. His name is Gage.”

  Larkin peeked at him from the corner of her eyes. “He looks mean,” she whispered in Darian’s ear.”

  Gage grinned and coughed to hide his chuckle.

  “He can be, but he would never hurt you.”

  Larkin nodded, and then her eyes widened. “Oh, my God, you’ve got to come. Brylee fell and skinned her knees, and she’s bleeding, and it’s awful, and it hurts her, and she needs us.” Her words rushed out.

  Darin lifted Larkin off his lap and frowned in concern. “All right, take me to her.” He turned to Gage. “You want to come with us?”

  Gage stood. “I don’t mind if I do.” He was anxious to meet the other young lady.

  The three found Brylee sitting and hugging her knees on the concrete around the pool.

  Darian squatted beside her. “Let me see, honey.”

  Brylee shook her head as the tears fell from her eyes.

  Gage’s heart twisted in his chest at the tears on her face. The woman was beautiful and small. She looked to be of Mexican descent with her dark hair and eyes and light tan skin. Her hair was long. He just couldn’t tell how long with it in a tight braid that ran down her back.

  “Why? Brylee, my daddy won’t hurt you. He’s going to make it better,” Larkin told her friend.

  “It will hurt when he touches the scrapes.�
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  “I promise I’ll be very gentle,” Darian told her.

  Gage squatted down on the other side of her to get her attention. “Hi, sweetheart.”

  Brylee wiped her eyes and stared at him. “Who are you?” she asked with wonder.

  “I’m a friend of Darian’s.”

  “Darian said he was nice,” Larkin explained to her friend.

  “Are you a prince?” Brylee asked as she continued to stare.

  Larkin snorted and then giggled.

  Gage grinned. “No. Sorry.” Gage saw Darian examine the scrapes on the girl’s knees and continued to distract her. “Are you a princess?”

  Brylee giggled and shook her head. “No, I’m a ragamuffin.”

  “What’s that?” Gage asked, curious.

  “It’s what Mrs. Paulson called us.”

  “Who’s Mrs. Paulson?” Gage asked.

  “She was one of the foster moms Larkin and I had.”

  “She was really mean to us,” Larkin told Gage.

  “I definitely want to hear more about it, but tell me why she called you that.”

  “Because we were dirty inside and out because we didn’t know our fathers, and no one wanted us.”

  “She was wrong,” Gage said in a gruff, angry tone.

  Brylee shook her head. “No, she wasn’t. No one tried to adopt us because we’re retarded.”

  “I hate that word, Brylee,” Darian told her in a firm voice. “You know that.”

  She inhaled sharply and immediately lowered her gaze to her lap. “I’m sorry.”

  “Gage, can you pick her up?” Darian asked. “We need to clean the wounds and put Band-Aids on them.”

  Brylee’s eyes widened in fear. “No, it will hurt.”

  Gage scooped her up into his arms and smiled when she screeched at the abrupt move.

  “I’ll be there with you,” Gage promised. “And I know Darian will be very careful.”

  With her arms around his neck, Brylee looked up at Gage in wonder as the group walked into the kitchen.

  “Ella, will you grab the first-aid kit for us?” Darian asked.

  Ella looked up from the vegetables she was cutting. “Oh, no. Poor girl,” she said as she rushed into the pantry.

  Gage sat in one of the kitchen chairs, set Brylee sideways in his lap, and hugged her to him. He pressed her head against his chest when she whimpered. He slid his hand up and down her back, trying to soothe her.

  He glanced down to see Darian carefully wipe away the dirt and blood from her scraped knees.

  “Do you want, Barbie Band-Aids or princess ones?” Darian asked.

  “Barbie,” Brylee said.

  Gage looked down at the face pressed to his chest and smiled. Her eyes were scrunched shut, but no tears, and her little hands fisted his shirt in their tight grip.

  “All done,” Darian told both girls. He finally pulled his attention to Larkin and held out a hand.

  Gage watched Larkin drop down in Darian’s lap.

  Darian nuzzled her forehead. “She’s just fine, baby girl. No need to worry.”

  Larkin nodded and tilted her head back.

  Gage watched Darian tenderly kiss her lips before lifting his head. “Gage, can you bring Brylee into the office?”

  Once they were there, Darian closed the door behind them, sat in a chair beside the sofa, and then pulled Larkin into his lap.

  Gage sat with Brylee in his lap and tightened his grip on her when she tried to get up. “You’re fine where you are, princess.”

  “Do you want to tell me what happened?” his friend asked.

  Larkin and Brylee glanced at each other and stiffened.

  “Larkin, right now,” Darian said.

  Her shoulders fell, and she sighed. “We were running.”

  “Around the pool?” Darian asked and lifted an eyebrow.

  “Yes, sir,” Larkin said.

  “Is there a rule about running around the pool, baby girl?”

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “What do you think I should do?”

  Larkin cleared her throat. “Punish me,” she whispered.

  Gage felt Brylee stiffen in his lap.

  “That’s right,” Darian said and lifted Larkin off his lap. “Take your panties off and then lie across my lap.”

  Gage caught the embarrassment in the young woman’s face and bit back a smile. He watched her bend, pull off her panties, and hand them to Darian. She lay her stomach on his thighs and dangled herself over his lap.

  Darian nodded in approval. “Good girl.” He slid a hand over her bottom.

  “Daddy…” cried out in embarrassment.

  Darian tightened his hold. “Shh. This is part of your punishment. Now hold still.”

  Gage’s body tightened when he caught sight of Larkin’s little white bottom. He almost groaned when his friend gathered some of her cream from her pussy and brought it back to her bottom hole and pushed a finger into her anus.

  “Daddy?”

  Darian’s finger pumped in and out a few times before he smacked her ass twice, swiped more of her cream, and then speared two fingers in.

  Gage could feel his pre-cum seep out of his cock and wet his boxers. He knew if it kept on leaking, his trousers would be wet before long.

  “Settle, baby girl,” Darian said. “Everything’s going to be all right. You’ll need to get used to me fucking you whenever and wherever I want, and it will happen a lot around my friends.”

  “Yes, daddy,” she cried.

  Darian picked her up, carried her around in back of his desk, and laid her face down before he unzipped his pants and let his cock spring out.

  He started to penetrate her. “Hold on to the edge of the desk, baby girl.”

  “Daddy, it burns,” she whimpered.

  “I know, baby, but this is part of the punishment.” He grunted. “Now, I’m going to ride you hard and fast, and you’ll take it like a big girl, won’t you?”

  Gage bit down on his tongue hard to prevent the groan from spilling from his mouth. The scene that played out in front of him was one of the most erotic he could ever remember seeing.

  “Yes, daddy.”

  Gage watched as his friend took his little with a passion he hadn’t seen in a long time.

  Darian grimaced. “Jesus, you feel good.”

  Gage watched Larkin lay still, but he could hear her passion-filled breaths.

  “Gage, do you want to help me out and punish Brylee for me?”

  His cock jerked in his pants. “How?”

  “I don’t think she’s been taken at all, so keep it to a spanking and maybe a little fondling.”

  “Gladly,” he said and lifted Brylee to her feet and pulled down her panties.

  “Wait, what are you doing?” she asked and tried to push his hands away from her.

  “Don’t you think you should be punished, sweetheart? You knew the rule also,” Gage told her. Jesus, he could smell her arousal, and it was making him harder.

  “But I’ve been injured,” she complained.

  “And because of that, and the fact you’re probably a virgin, I’m not going to fuck your bottom.”

  “What?” she screeched and tried to move away from him.

  “Oh, no, you don’t,” Gage said and laid her over his lap, keeping a hand on her back to hold her in place. “If you settle down, I won’t spank you hard.”

  Brylee instantly stilled.

  “Good girl.” Gage smoothed a hand down her back and then shoved her short skirt up to bare her ass. He slapped her butt cheeks a few times, never hitting the same place twice. He dipped a finger down between her legs to see how she was taking the punishment or if she was enjoying it at all. He smiled when he found her sopping wet. She liked the punishment a little too much.

  Gage glanced up at Darian and caught his expression and then nod at the silent question in Gage’s face. He knew he was already close to losing it and coming in his pants but couldn’t hold back the urge to touch
the woman on his lap.

  He drew his finger back to her anus and gently circled the tight ring. “Have you ever had anything in your bottom, sweetheart?”

  “No,” she cried.

  “I think you’ll probably like it. Since it’s your first time, I’ll use one finger and go easy on you.”

  Brylee released a tense breath and nodded.

  Gage’s finger circled Brylee’s little bottom hole before he stuck just the tip in. Right away, he could feel her tighten her muscles to keep him out. He slapped her ass a few times, grabbed more cream, and pushed his finger in to the first knuckle.

  “Ohhh, I don’t like this,” she complained.

  He wouldn’t have pushed it if he thought he was hurting her, or she really hated it, but he felt her heightened desire and the wetness that slid down her thighs.

  “One way or another, my finger is fucking your ass. It won’t hurt as much if you relax your bottom.”

  Gage grinned when he felt her relax, and at the same time, her desire spiked at his words. “I’m proud of you.”

  Brylee scrunched her eyes closed and concentrated on staying relaxed.

  Gage worked his finger into her until he couldn’t go any further. He stilled for a moment for her to get used to the feeling of being invaded before he started working his digit in and out.

  It didn’t take long for Brylee to start to come. He listened to her cries of need and moved his finger faster and deeper to throw her over.

  Her cries mixed with Larkin’s and Darian’s as all three came.

  Gage slowed and then stopped. He kept his finger deep inside her and used his other hand to smooth over her pink ass. He wanted desperately to sink his cock into her tight ass, but it was far too early to think like that.

  “You did so good, sweetheart.”

  “I can’t move,” she murmured sleepily, draped over Gage’s lap.

  “Daddy, is my punishment done?” Larkin asked groggily with her eyes closed as she rested against Darian’s chest.

  “Yes, baby.”

  “Can Brylee and I go take a bath?”