Page 83 of Cage

Shaking my head, I grin. “I’m perfect, Daddy. Never been better.”

He hovers over me for a bit longer, his cock still seated inside me. “I’m glad you feel that way, baby. Because in a while, we’re going to deal with the punishment you’re owed. I probably shouldn’t have fucked you since naughty girls don’t get orgasms.”

My mouth falls open. “That’s mean, Daddy.”

“Get used to it, firefly. You’ve thought I was strict before, but I’ve been taking it easy on you.”

Well… That just sucks.

“Daddy, I really don’t think you need to punish me. I’ve definitely learned my lesson. Besides, it’s in the past. We shouldn’t dredge up the past, right? It’s bad for our health.”

Cage smirks and points to the ottoman in front of where he’s sitting. He looks mouthwatering in his jeans and no shirt. I really think there are better things we could do with our time than a silly spanking. Like sex. Yes, I definitely want to do that again. The aftercare was amazing, too. Not only did he hand-feed me cheese and crackers, but he brought up my sippy cup. This was after he cleaned up my most intimate areas, then covered me in a warm blanket and snuggled me. He’s perfect. Maybe not to anyone else; to me, he is.

“Oh, I really think you need to be punished, firefly. Besides, what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t follow through? Now, come here because if I have to come get you, I’ll choose an implement to use on your cute bottom as well.”

Yikes. He means serious business.

Setting my coloring book aside, I crawl out of bed and go to him, pulling at the bottom of my sleep shirt to cover myself. He didn’t put panties on me after we had sex, and suddenly, I’m feeling very exposed.

When I come to his side, he grabs my hands and moves me between his legs to sit opposite from him.

“Before I spank your cute bottom, I want to add a couple more rules to our relationship.”

The corners of my lips twitch, but I keep my lips sealed. It’s probably a bad idea to make a sassy comment right now.

“First, a lot has happened in the past day. It’s going to take time for you to process. You might end up having some big feelings about it. You need to talk to me immediately if you do. I can have a therapist come here for you to work with if you be up for it as well. Whatever you feel over this, I want to know. It’s my job as your Daddy to make sure you’re happy and healthy, and that goes for your mental well-being, too. Understand?”

My tummy does a fluttery thing. I didn’t think it was possible to love Cage any more than I already do but then he goes and says that. He thinks he struggles to understand emotion, although I’d say he understands it much better than he realizes.

“Yes, Daddy. I will.”

He’s right. I need to process everything. I haven’t asked him outright if my father is dead. I don’t need to. Cage isn’t the type of man to give grace to anyone who hurts those he cares about. I’m not sure what it says about me that I’m not sad over it. Maybe the sadness will come. All I feel at the moment, is relief. Like a huge weight has been lifted.

“That’s my good girl. Next rule. You have to tell me I’m handsome every day and that you love me.”

Wrinkling my nose, I raise my gaze to his and giggle. He winks at me and grins, reaching out for me.

“Got you to relax a little. I do think that should be a rule, though.”

I laugh harder and roll my eyes. He really is full of himself. In the best way. “Well, you are handsome, and I do love you.”

He holds me between his thighs, his face buried in the crook of my neck. “You’re such a gift, Ember. Everything I could possibly want.”

Wrapping my arms around him, I sigh. “I feel like a mess. I have no career and no idea what I want to do in my life. I don’t bring much to the table, Cage.”

When he tenses and lifts his head to look at me, his eyes are almost black. “I don’t ever want to hear you put yourself down like that again. I’m adding extra spanks for that.”

A shiver runs up my spine. I really wish I had panties on right now so he doesn’t notice me getting wet.

“I wasn’t putting myself down,” I argue.

He arches an eyebrow. “Really? Because it sure seemed like you did to me. You bringeverythingto the table, Ember Elizabeth. You don’t need to know what you’re going to do yet. You’re just getting to start your life. And I’m going to be here to cheer you on with whatever you decide to do because that’s what Daddies do. Do you understand me, baby?Youareeverything.”

Sniffing, I nod, trying to swallow the lump forming in my throat. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to him praising me like he does. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. I think we need to get on with your punishment since you now have two owed.”

I squeeze my thighs together, trembling slightly. “Only one punishment, Daddy.”

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