Page 92 of Rayna's Daddy

“Why are you sorry?” He signed.

“I just want them to like me, and they obviously don’t.” I pouted.

“You are right, they don’t know you, but they would like to get to know you and they are testing you.” He shrugged. “Trying to see how far they can push you.”

“Why?”

“We are all dominants except for Tyler,” Kyler face scrunched up. “But we’ve always been cautious of letting people in. Because of our position, people like to take advantage.”

“But I didn’t seek you out. No offense, but I’d never heard of you or the Grants before we met.”

“Well, we also have some questionable social skills.” Kyler smirked.

“Questionable?” I mumbled and nodded.

Kyler slapped my thigh.

“Owie.” My legs bounced.

“Regardless.” He gripped my chin. “I expect you to be respectful and polite. Just give it time.”

“Yes, Daddy.” We didn’t have much time.

Kyler pulled something out of his pocket and pitched me forward.

“What are you doing?”

He reached under my skirt and pulled the plug out.

“I think you’ve had enough of the plug for now.” He wrapped it in the wet wipe he had in his pocket. “It’s giving you a strange sort of superpower.”

“What kind of superpower?” I liked the sound if it.

“Like bratty little girl syndrome.”

My shoulders slumped. Kyler captured my chin and tilted me back. He kissed me. I grew breathless.

Kyler held me to him. I hugged him back. I enjoyed cuddling in his arms. I was going to miss it the most. Well, maybe not the most, but cuddles with Kyler were in my top five of favorite activities.

I inhaled and exhaled.

“What else is bothering you?” Kyler kissed the top of my head.

“Nothing.” I squeezed him tighter, but then I sat up. “Is Tyler a submissive?”

“What?” Kyler’s eyes narrowed.

“You said you were all dominant except Tyler.” I laid my head back on his shoulder. “Is he a submissive?”

“I don’t know.” Kyler rubbed my back. “I never asked him.”

“Does he come to the club?”

“Not to play.” Kyler rubbed his beard. “I think it is why he doesn’t live out here with us. He has his own life in New York and isn’t involved in the community.”

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

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