She had a brief moment to wonder what he meant before he pushed further into her mouth, his cock bumping up against the back of her throat and cutting off her air supply.
"Relax, little one," he instructed, his words firm but not unkind as he pulled back enough to allow her to inhale deeply. "Such a good girl, taking all of Daddy's cock in your mouth."
His praise warmed her and helped her relax as she was instructed, and he pushed his cock further into her mouth again. With slow, deliberate movements, he repeated the gesture over and over, fucking her mouth until her jaw ached and her throat was raw from use.
Pulling out completely, he used his grip on her hair to tilt her face further up. "Are you learning to be respectful, little one?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good." Sliding his cock between her lips again, his movements increased in speed and force. She gagged, her throat constricting around him as she struggled to take what he was giving her.
But even as she struggled, something inside of her clicked. A strange sort of peace settled inside of her. Moments later, her mouth filled with warm, salty liquid and she tried to jerk away, but he held her in place.
"No. Swallow it all."
She did as instructed and continued to milk him with her mouth until he released his hold on her hair. When he was finished, he fastened his jeans again and helped her to her feet.
"I'm so proud of you, little one." Lifting a hand to cup her cheek, he ran his thumb over her cheekbone. The simple, intimate gesture made her heart sigh.
"Thank you, Daddy. I'm sorry I was rude," she added softly.
The corner of his mouth lifted. "Going to behave yourself the rest of the night?"
"I'll try."
"That's all I ask."
Chapter 12
Later, when they'd all settled down at the table for dinner, Luca dropped the bomb. "We need to talk about your parents, Evie."
She froze with her hand halfway to the basket of rolls in the middle of the table. "What about them?"
The men all shared a look before Jason picked up where Luca had stopped. "Our men aren't having any luck communicating with them. But maybe if they could talk to you, then you could talk some sense into them."
"Really?" Relief, instant and overwhelming, brought tears to her eyes. "You'll let me call them?"
"We were thinking a video chat, so they can see you're hale and hearty." Frowning, Luca tapped on the table. "But there are ground rules."
She opened her mouth to snap at him, to tell him she didn't need rules to speak to her own parents, but the memory of Jason's chastisements had her backing down. "What kind of rules?" she asked as sweetly as she could manage.
"No telling them where we are," Luca began. "Not even that we're in the mountains, the woods, or anything that might give away our location."
"That seems fairly simple."And obvious, she added silently. Did they really think she was that stupid?
"You'd be surprised. Second rule, you sit where we put you, and you don't get up and walk around. Third, we keep it short and sweet. Long enough for them to see you're fine and for you to tell them to talk to our men. That's it."
She tried not to pout, but she felt her lower lip push out anyway. "Why can't I talk to them longer than that?"
"We don't know if they'll be tracing the call or not, tesoro," Jason explained quietly. "We can't risk it."
"But they're my parents. You just need to give me time to make them see reason."
"Those are the rules, Evelyn." Luca's voice brooked no argument. "You can either agree and fall in line, or we call the whole thing off."
"You're not being fair, Luca!"
"Tough," he answered with a shrug.