“I thought it was just bread and eggs?” she said.
“Oh, man. That’s boring. I make gourmet French toast.”
She went to scramble up but remembered she was naked, so she squeaked and pulled the blanket up to cover her breasts.
Both men snorted.
“Baby, you had Daniel in your ass last night. You don’t have to be shy.”
She pressed her face against his side. “Daddy… Stop saying that.”
“What? The shy part or ass fucking?” Cullen asked.
She screamed, smacked his chest, climbed over him, raced into the bathroom, and slammed the door. When both men laughed, she snorted. God, men were brats.
Hannah showered and dressed before walking out to the kitchen. She tried her best to act blasé, opened the fridge, and pulled out the orange juice.
“Come here, sprite,” Daniel said.
She was thankful both men pulled some clothes on. It helped with her embarrassment a little.
Daniel showed her his gourmet toast, and all he added was a little vanilla in the egg and sprinkled powdered sugar on top. It did look pretty, but the taste wasn’t that different.
The three cleaned up the kitchen together.
“I’m going to head out. I’ve got some work to do,” Daniel said. He stopped by the door and turned to her. “Come here and give me a hug,” he said.
Cullen nudged her forward, and she stiffened.
“You’re going to hurt his feelings, baby.”
Her mouth dropped open, and then she rushed to Daniel. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt someone’s feelings.
Daniel caught her and squeezed her until she squeaked. He held her shoulders in his hands and looked down at her face. “Now, honey, if you get embarrassed around me the next time you see me, I will ask your daddy if I can spank you. I don’t want things to be awkward between us.”
She gasped and looked at Cullen over her shoulder.
Cullen crossed his arms over his chest, grinned, and nodded. “Fuck yeah, He always has permission to spank you.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Daddy! But—”
“You’ll be fine,” Daniel said. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll see you both at work on Monday.”
She waved as he walked away.
After Cullen closed the door, she faced him and crossed her arms over her chest as he did.
“You were kidding, right?”
He shook his head. “Hell no. I freely admit, and if you ask other daddies, they’d say the same. We need all the help we can get.”
Hannah smiled sweetly. “That just means us littles have to put our heads together more and find ways to keep you on your toes.”
She almost laughed at the anxious look on his face.
Yeah, it was her mission to torment him because she didn’t want their lives to get boring. Plus, from what she heard from other littles, the daddies liked when they got in trouble because it gave them a reason to punish the girls.
She’d make sure she let her brat out enough to keep his life interesting. It was the least she could do for her daddy.
The End