Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“Hmm and what did I promise you once it was healed?”
Brody took a step back, but the Fox gave him a firm look and pointed at the floor again. “Back here. Well?”
“The punishment I’m owed for putting myself at risk when I was in the arcade.”
“Uh-oh,” Autumn said, after tugging the pacifier from her mouth. “Wasn’t getting shot punishment enough, Daddy?”
Brody nodded frantically.
“No, it was not.” The Fox turned back to Brody. “I said I’d wait until your arm was healed. Seems I might have waited too long if you’re arguing with me in order to get a spanking.”
Brody groaned.
“What punishment did I say I’d give you if you disobeyed me and didn’t hide?” he asked, as though he didn’t remember.
“You said you’d take a belt to my ass.”
The Fox watched him. Was he truly frightened? There was some anxiousness in his face, but not real fear.
“Did you disobey me, Pup?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Did you know what would happen if you disobeyed me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Are you scared, Pup? Do you need to say your safeword?”
“Not yet.”
The Fox stood, clasping Brody’s face between his hands. “You know I would never harm you, right?”
The tension in his Pup’s shoulders eased. “I know, Sir.”
“But you were warned what would happen if you put yourself in danger. I can’t have it. Our girl got her bottom spanked for running off on me. But what you did was far worse. You knew there was danger and you walked toward it. You were shot.” He was breathing fast by the time he was finished. “I can’t lose you. I can’t lose either of you.”
He hadn’t suddenly become better at understanding his own emotions and feelings. But what he did know is what he felt for them. Fiercely protective. Enduring care. And nearly overwhelming fear at the thought of them not being with him.
He realized he was shaking. How bizarre. He hadn’t realized how upset he still was until it had come blurting out of him. That was somewhat annoying. Recognizing what he was feeling and articulating it usually took effort. That’s why his sudden revelation was such a surprise.
Suddenly, he was surrounded by two bodies. His girl was behind him, hugging him fiercely, while his Pup was in front of him. He wrapped one arm around Brody and reached back to hold onto Autumn.
“I love you both. So fucking much. You’re not to leave me. Ever.”
“Really, Daddy?” Autumn asked, looking tearful. “You love us?”
“Yes. Really. So fucking much it hurts. I’m not sure this feeling emotion shit is healthy.”
She snorted, holding onto him tight. “We’re here, Daddy. I love you.”
Brody grinned. “You get used to the pain. And we’re not going anywhere, Papa. I love you.”
“I know you’re not. Because I won’t allow it. But it is still my job to keep you safe. And to enforce boundaries.”
Brody stared up at him, then took a step back. “You’re right, Sir. I deserve this punishment.”
The Fox nodded. “Good boy. You can still say your safeword at any time if you need to. Now, I want you to bend over and put your hands on the sofa.”
“Yes, Sir.”
As his Pup got himself into position, the Fox turned to his Bunny. He cupped her chin gently. “Do you want to stay, baby girl? Or go into the nursery and wait.”
She looked nervous, chewing her lip. “Is it going to hurt him, Daddy?”
“Does being spanked hurt you?”
“Yeah. But after I feel better. Lighter. Because I know all is forgiven.”
“And you know I wouldn’t give you more than you could take, right?”
“I know you wouldn’t, Daddy.”
“Right. Because I’m so damn good at this Daddy stuff.” He winked at her.
She grinned back.
Yeah, he was full of himself. But that was one of his best qualities. Or so he told himself.
“Trust me?”
“Always, Daddy.”
And that was something he would never take for granted.
“I want to stay. This could be hot.” She winked back at him.
Brody groaned. “It’s not going to be hot, Tutu. He’s going to roast my butt.”
“Aww, poor Brody-bear’s butt-butt. I’ll kiss it after and make it all better.”
“You will not kiss his butt,” the Fox said firmly. “There is no butt kissing allowed.”
“Unless we’re kissing your butt, though, right, Daddy?”
He thought about that. “Kissing of my butt is acceptable.”
Brody huffed out a breath. “Can we please get on with this?”
“Patience, Pup. Or I’ll add writing lines onto your punishment. And they will be done while sitting on your hot butt.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
“Bunny, you need to sit quietly and not interfere, understand?”
“Yes, Daddy. You okay, Brody-bear?”
“I’m all good, Tutu.”
“Baby girl, what did I just say?” he asked in exasperation.
“Sorry, Daddy. I’m gonna be quiet now. As a mouse.” She mimed zipping her mouth up. “See? I’ve zipped my lips.”
“Pretty sure you’re meant to be quiet after you zip your lips, Tutu,” Brody said.
“Oh. Good point. I’ll do it again. Unzip. Then zip.” She grinned up at the Fox.