Page 116 of Melt For Us, Daddy
“Thank you, blossom. How are you feeling, baby boy? Are you in any pain?”
“A little, Ma’am, but it’s not too much.”
“Good. The plug is almost in, so it’s going to hurt a bit more but then it should just feel a little uncomfortable at most when it’s in. Ready?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
There was another sharp bite of pain as she pushed the plug even deeper inside him. But then it narrowed and as promised, all he felt was a mild discomfort. Mostly he just felt… full. So full, in ways he’d never felt before.
“How’s that, Jacob?”
“Good, Ma’am. It doesn’t hurt as much now.” In fact, whatever pain there had been had faded completely.
“Perfect. Now, kneel beside Ivy. I have one more present for my good little subbies.”
Between the cage and the plug, kneeling was a bit awkward. With every movement, the plug shifted inside his ass and the weight of the cage pulled on his cock. But he managed to get down on his knees beside Ivy, who giggled as he tried to figure out where to put his hands.
“On top of your thighs, like this.” She demonstrated, laying her hands palms up on top of her legs.
“Good,” she praised when he copied her. “Keep your head down unless Daddy tells you otherwise.”
As he settled into position, waiting for Cordelia to return, something seemed to click into place inside him. Like he’d been waiting his whole life for this moment, kneeling and waiting for whatever his Daddy had planned for him. All of the awkwardness faded away, leaving him with a sense of quiet peace he’d never once felt before.
“Don’t you two make a pretty sight. Eyes on me, my loves.”
He raised his head, meeting her gaze, and was rewarded with one of those approving smiles he’d come to crave so much.
“I’m going to order custom collars for both of you, with my initial on them. But for now, I wanted you to match, and luckily for me Braden knows someone local who happened to have a matching set on hand.”
The collar was simple black with red stitching that almost matched their outfits. Straightening his spine, Jacob lifted his head as she slid the smooth leather around his neck and buckled it in place.
“There. Now everyone at the club will know you belong to me. To us.”
It felt… heavy. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. He wasn’t just some toy they were playing with. He was theirs, and they were staking their claim before he even stepped foot in the club.
Cordelia repeated the action with Ivy then stepped back, her expression a mixture of emotions as her gaze raked over them.
“How the hell did I get so lucky to have two beautiful submissives at my feet?”
“We’re the lucky ones, Daddy,” Ivy said softly, and Jacob nodded.
“Mmm. Well, we don’t really have time to argue about it.” Once again, that wicked smile curved Cordelia’s lips. “Let’s get our boy dressed for his first night at Club BDE.”
Ivy
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Nerves skittered up and down her entire body as Holden pulled into a parking space near the front of the club instead of around back where she and Cordelia usually parked. According to him, giving Jacob as much exposure as possible was necessary to help draw out Jacob’s father, but the thought of parading him around in front of all those people had her stomach churning.
As if she could sense Ivy’s nerves, Cordelia reached over and gripped her hand, giving it a hard squeeze. “They’re taking all the precautions they can, baby,” she murmured. “He’ll be as safe as he can possibly be in the club.”
“It’s the walk to the club that worries me. We’re here so early, there’s no way they won’t recognize him.”
“Isn’t that the point?” Jacob asked from the passenger seat, twisting around to look at them. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather than comforting her it only added to Ivy’s worry.
She needed him afraid. Needed to know that he was taking this seriously and he wouldn’t be putting himself in any more danger than absolutely necessary.
“It is the point.” Holden met Ivy’s gaze in the rear-view mirror. “I know it’s hard and you’re all worried, but I’ve got men everywhere. He’ll be safe, I promise.”
