Page 338 of The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The Second Collection
“You think it’s the spice or a stomach bug?” I ask her quietly while I scrub down the sink.
“I think his guts hit max capacity after the tuna sandwich and meatball sub he scarfed down three hours before dinner.” Bren makes a face as she wields a toilet brush. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone eat so much in one day.”
I chuckle. “Don’t forget the bag of Doritos.”
“How could I? The jar of salsa he ate them with was older than Bebe J. Itoldhim it was expired.”
“Well, if he survives the night, I’ll send him for groceries tomorrow.”
“Does he, like, answer to you? Because I don’t know anything about how motorcycle clubs work, but I kind of got the sense that prospects only answer to the guys wearing the leather that doesn’t say ‘prospect’.”
“You’d be right, but since Cinder lent him to us, I’m assuming he’ll do what I tell him.”
“I guess that doesn’t extend to me? He didn’t pay me any mind about the salsa.”
“Mmm.” I wipe down the sink with a rag from Brenna’s rag bucket. “I’m generalizing here because I don’t know the Oidhri that well yet, but most MCs are more ... traditional in their philosophy about men and women.”
“Misogynistic. You can say it, Sir.”
I give her ass a smack. “Plenty would say our relationship is misogynistic.”
“They’d be wrong, Sir. It’s got nothing to do with gender. If I didn’t like dick, I’d still be looking for this, just with a woman.”
“I’m damn happy you like dick, girl. I haven’t asked you because I figured if it was something you wanted, you’d tell me, but have you been topped by women?”
She nods. “When I was training, some of the Blunts Dommes topped me.”
“What’d you think?”
“That I prefer dick.” She flushes the toilet with emphasis.
That’s reassuring. “Would being topped by a woman now, without sex, be pleasure or a punishment?”
She strips off the gloves she was wearing to clean the toilet and leans against the wall. “Neither? I’m not sure how to explain it, Sir. I think I’d just be kind of sad you weren’t topping me, and I’d be waiting for the scene to end.”
I wash my hands before running my knuckles down her soft cheek. “That’s beautiful, girl.”
“I really like our scenes, Sir. I like it when it’s just you and me in scene, and I like it when you display me in front of other people. I haven’t always felt that way. I used to hate group scenes because I felt like I didn’t have my Dom’s full attention. It was probably petty of me, but—” She lifts her shoulder. “Anyway, I don’t feel that way with you. Even when I can’t see you, likewhen I was in the pillory at Blunts, I can feel your attention on me.”
“Good. I always want you to know you’re the center of my world, little goddess.”
She gives me a sudden, brilliant smile. “I’m really glad you didn’t go find another goddess after our first scene, Sir.”
“Would that have hurt?”
“So much, I can’t even tell you.” She scratches at the back of her head. “Ten said something to me the other day. He said neither of us is built for monogamy. I don’t know about him. Maybe he’s not. But I feel like I am. Maybe I wasn’t always. Maybe it’s like you said: I’ve grown beyond what I used to want. It’s something I need now, Sir. It would really, really hurt me if you topped someone else.”
The warmth blooming at my chest at hearing how much she wants to be with me and me alone is offset by a niggle in my gut. “When did Ten say that to you?”
Bren rubs her forehead. “That’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. After I met with the chairman, Ten ambushed me in the hallway. He was really pissed that I resigned without talking to him first. He threatened to belt me and when I used my safe word he ignored it?—”
“He what?”
“Yeah,” she says slowly, her eyes dropping to rest somewhere on my chest. “It wasn’t good.”
“Did he hit you?”
“No. He just smacked his hand with his belt and told me to get on my knees. But.” She blows out a long breath. “It scared me. Maybe I overreacted?—”
