Page 12 of Her Courage

"Never." He met me at the foot of the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'll always be more fascinated by you each and every day."

I spread my hands out on his chest and grinned. "That's a good answer."

"I think to too." He winked, then playfully swatted my ass. "Shower. Now."

Kaleb took his time helping me in the shower, thoroughly washing every inch of my skin, then my hair. A girl could really get used to this. It had been three months and I still wasn't used to the attention my Daddies paid me.

Somehow, I never wanted to get used to it. I wanted to savor every day for what it was.

A gift.

"I can hear you thinking again," Kaleb glanced at me over his shoulder as he turned on the tap for the tub.

"You know that makes no sense, you can't hear someone thinking." I stuck my tongue out, my brat coming out in full force and not pulling any punches.

“With anyone else? Sure yeah, but you?” He crossed his arms over his naked chest and gave me what I affectionately referred to as the Daddy look. The one where I instantly deflated and felt the need to drop to my knees.

“With you, my dear little girl, those thoughts tend to be muttered aloud, so yep, I can hear you think.” He crossed the room and placed his hand on either side of me on the counter and leaned in close.

I loved the feeling and he crowded me. The lingering scent of his soap lingered on his skin, and I inhaled greedily.

I was obsessed.

“I’m obsessed with you too, Princess.” His nose skimmed along my cheek. “Your skin. Your body.” Hands wandered down my body and one cupped between my legs through the towel. “Your pussy. The way you squeeze around me while you come and scream my name.”

Okay. He’d officially blown my mind with his earth-shattering dirty talk.

Essentially, I was a puddle of goo at his feet.

"I like being your princess," I admitted, then gasped as he parted my towel and cupped my breasts.

"Hmm, now this is a pleasant sight."

I turned to see Andrei standing in the doorway, with Colby just behind him. Their eyes were glued to Kaleb's hands on my body.

"I agree, Andrei, but I think it's our turn now," Colby rubbed his thumb over his bottom lip. "I want to lose myself in that sweet pussy Kaleb is raving about."

Tingles of desire raced down my spine and my core clenched in anticipation. "Yes, please."

Kaleb nipped at my neck. "Someone is a greedy little girl."

I whined when he pulled away. "I want you all."

Good lord, that probably made me a slut, but I didn't care. I wanted all of my Daddies. I wanted them to claim me. Own me. Consume every part of me until we were irrevocably changed and molded into one entity.

"Your bath is ready, little girl." Colby guided my face toward his with a hand on my cheek. "Then you can take the rest of your Daddies like the good girl you are."

I shivered as his darkened gaze traveled over my body, the desire shining brightly in the dimly lit bathroom.

Andrei lit a few candles and placed them along the ledge of the bathtub, and soon the aroma of lavender filtered through the air.

"Those smell so good."

"Glad you think so," Colby nuzzled my neck. "I got them for you, I know how much you love bath time. When you're more comfortable with your Little side, we'll get you some bath toys to play with."

I giggled, thrilled at the idea.

We danced around the subject of age play. I still wasn't sure what age my Little was, or if she'd ever fully emerge.