Chapter 13
CHAPTER 13
“ L et’s go over the rules again.” Deke almost flipped Suzi over his knee at the exasperated huff he received in response. It was wonderful she’d grown comfortable living with him, but that didn’t mean she could get complacent. The Lawless Warriors were still out there. They may not have made a move yet, but the files on Suzi’s computer could still take down their entire operation. Not to mention the other people who’d love to get their hands on it.
The past two weeks had been the best of his life. He’d been home with Suzi, getting her acclimated and keeping her entertained. God, he loved the ways they’d found to entertain themselves. His cock jerked just thinking about it. Turned out what his rosebud lacked in experience, she more than made up for in her lack of inhibitions. She was a blank canvas, willing to try anything.
Suzi flopped on the couch, hooking her legs over the back and hanging her head off the seat, arms splayed wide. “Daddy! For the love of oysters and overkill! We’ve gone over the rules a billion times. You’re only going to be gone a couple of hours.”
He blinked at her colorful expression. “What have oysters got to do with anything? You know what, never mind. You need to change your tone, little girl, or you’re going to be nursing a toasted bottom while I’m gone.”
Okay, so maybe his need to protect his Little girl was off the charts. But every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was that damn rocket headed straight for her. He could have lost her. That was unacceptable. So, whether she liked it or not, they were going over the house rules she was to follow while he went to Sabre for a briefing.
Sawyer had something he wanted everyone to know that he didn’t feel comfortable sharing over the phone or the internet. It had something to do with Suzi’s situation, but he had no idea what. He’d suggested they meet at his house, but Sawyer had wanted to meet at the warehouse. So, he was headed to Sabre, but first, he was going to make sure Suzi knew the rules.
He sat down on the coffee table facing her. Well, facing her legs anyway. “We are going over them one more time, little girl. You get to decide if we do that with you comfortable or with your ass on fire.”
“Fine,” she answered, letting him know how she felt with her tone. Luckily, he knew exactly how to fix that.
“Hot ass it is,” he said. Grabbing her legs, he pulled them forward and gave the four quick, sharp pops, two on each leg.
“Ouch. Ouchie! Sorry, Daddy. Sorry!”
He released her legs and sat back on the table. “Let's try again,” he said. “What are the rules while I’m gone?”
This time, she recited her rules without any prompting. “Rule number one, all the regular rules apply if Daddy isn’t here. Rule number two, no standing near any open windows. Rule number three, no opening the door to anyone except Daddy. Rule number four, call Daddy immediately if anything goes wrong or makes me nervous.”
Good. She knew the rules. The cameras placed around his house would make sure she followed them.
He got her all set up with water and snacks. Then ran upstairs for the one other thing he wanted her to have while he was away.
He came back down to the lanai, where she was coloring a picture. “You do know you have to avoid this room while I’m gone, right?”
“But this is my favorite room,” she whined. Her lips were adorable, well, anytime, but especially when she pouted them out like that.
“I know, babygirl, but all the walls are glass. Do we need to go over the rules again?”
“No, Daddy, but I thought, since this room is so high off the ground and it faces the backyard, that it would be okay.”
“Then I’m glad I’m here to clear that up. No lanai when Daddy isn’t home. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, but she sounded so sad.
He hated it had to be that way. Luckily, he had something to distract her attention.
“Good girl,” he said. “Now, I have something to serve as a reminder to follow the rules while I’m out.”
He reached into the pouch he’d brought down from his bedroom and pulled out a butt plug, a bottle of lube, and a lube applicator. He set them on the table in front of her.
Her jaw dropped, rounding her lips into a perfect “O,” and she stared.
“Um, that’s a cool curtain rod finial, Daddy, but I wouldn’t put a shiny silver knob on a wooden rod.”
It was cute she thought she could joke her way out of getting a plug up her ass. “Oh, that’s not for decorating curtain rod, Rosebud. It’s for decorating a pretty Little girl’s bottom hole. I have a set of six upstairs that get progressively larger.”
“You shouldn’t have brought the biggest one down first.”
“I didn’t. This is the smallest. You’ll get to experience the larger ones if I get back and you haven’t obeyed the rules.”
“But what if I don’t like it.”
He should have worked harder to keep the wicked grin off his face. “Babygirl, you’ve gone off like a rocket every time I’ve played with your tight little pucker hole. Trust me, your only problem is going to be rule number five.”
“I don’t have a rule five, Daddy.”
“You do now. Rule number five, no playing with yourself unless I am here to watch. You are not allowed to come. Is that clear?”
“Like that’s going to be a problem if I’m sitting on that,” she said, pointing to the plug on the table.
He’d let the snark pass. His reward would be watching her squirm on the camera feed since it connected to his phone. “We’ll see. This is only meant to help you remember to mind Daddy. If you’re a good girl, I’ll give you a reward when I get home. Are we clear?”
She didn’t look so sure of herself now. “Yes, Daddy. We’re clear.”
“That’s my good girl. Now, step out of your shorts and panties. Then, I want you to bend over and place your hands palm down on the coffee table.”
She glanced around the room, scanning the backyard, and squeaked, “Out here? But what if somebody sees?”
“So, now you’re worried about being visible to people outside?” he teased. “There’s no one out there now, so I suggest you hurry.”
With halting steps, she walked to the coffee table and did as he asked. When she bent over, he wondered if this had been as good an idea as he first thought. His cock was stiffening just looking at her heart shaped ass.
He ran his hands over the smooth skin of her bottom, thrilled when she pressed her bottom into his palm. Yeah, his babygirl like this, and she was going to love having her ass fucked.
“Spread your legs further apart, little girl, and flatten your back. Arch that bottom up high.”
She complied, lifting her bottom. Her ass was exquisite. It was the perfect size for his hands He was going to have to take a cold shower before he left for Sabre.
“You’re doing great, Rosebud. Now reach behind you and pull your cheeks apart.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. He didn’t think it was possible for her blush to deepen further, but one look at her flaming cheeks let him know he was wrong. “Daddy, I can’t do that. It’s embarrassing.”
He raised a single brow. “I don’t think you want to pick now to talk back, Rosebud. Do you?”
She groaned and lowered her head back to the table. “No, Daddy,” she said.
Picking up the lube applicator from the table, he removed the cap and gently pressed it to her pucker hole. “Now, deep breath in and blow out like you’re blowing bubbles. That’s it.”
The applicator slid into her bottom, and pictures of his cock doing the same thing filled his mind. Once he was finished, he swiped lube over the butt plug and put the tapered end in place.
“Okay, I want you to blow again, but this time, think of blowing out the candles of you birthday cake with just one breath.”
Again, she obeyed. The tip slid inside her as he used slow, gentle pressure to seat it. He almost came in his pants when the widest part of the plug disappeared, swallowed up by her tight hole.
“It feels weird. I don’t like it. I don’t—oh!” she gasped when he twisted the plug and pulled back just enough to increase the pressure.
“Let’s see how much you hate it, dirty girl.”
He reached between her thighs and slid his finger along the slit of her pussy, dipping deeper when he reached the opening to her core. His finger was soaked with her arousal.
After helping her stand, he held his glistening finger out to her. “I wonder if this is what Shakespeare meant when he talked about the lady protesting too much. Like I said, if you follow the rules, Daddy will give you a reward you cannot imagine when I get back.”
Sucking his juices from his finger, he wondered again which of them would struggle more with the waiting.
When Deke got to Sabre, everyone was already seated at the conference table. The vibe in the room was less than promising. Fuck, he’d known what Sawyer had found was bad, but now he was thinking they could have found a way to hold this briefing at his house where he could protect his girl.
“Let’s get this show on the road. From the looks on your faces, I don’t like the fact my Little girl is home alone. Let’s get this done.”
Reid glared. “You do realize you are the only one who wasn’t here, right?”
“Yeah, I know,” Deke said. “I’m not trying to be an ass. I just have a Little girl who’s been in my house, pretty much twenty-four seven, for over two weeks. She’s worried about her job, she’s worried about her people, she’s worried about the entire town, and most of all, she’s worried about us. The only person she is not worried about is herself. It fucks with my head to have to leave her alone because I never know what noble cause she may decide needs addressing while I’m gone. So, you’ll have to forgive me if I’m a little anxious about being away from her.”
“Look, brother, I think I speak for several of us at the table when I say, been there, done that,” Hutch said. “We care about Suzi, too.” He raised his hand in Deke’s direction when he caught the thundercloud his face had become. “Not in the same way, but we know what it’s like to have your woman in the crosshairs of some crazy fucker.”
“Or getting into crazy bucket list shit on her own,” Hutch mumbled.
“This is getting us nowhere,” Gage ground out. “Let’s lay out what we know so we can get on the same page and come up with a plan.”
“That sounds great,” Deke agreed.
“Right. Connor, what do we know about The Lawless Warriors?”
“We know they are distributing drugs for The Society. Sawyer and Law are still trying to track down where the drugs are coming from. We know it’s somewhere in South America. I have no fucking clue how they got tied up with The Society. They’ve built a compound on the western end of the Graceview Estates property.”
“How much fentanyl is making into The Society itself? Are they doping the women and children in order to keep them compliant, or just making money by endangering outsiders?”
“If they’re having trouble with it inside The Society, they aren’t seeking help at any of the local medical facilities I can tell,” Bones said. “I’ve made calls to most of them and the people they are seeing are townsfolks and some county residents. Unless they are taking their people somewhere else that is.”
Connor shook his head. “From what my sources are telling me, The Society has a zero tolerance policy on their people having anything to do with the drugs or the Warriors.”
Deke shook his head. “So, they’re just poisoning the community.”
“It doesn’t make a lot of sense,” Lawson said. “They live such naturalistic lives and isolate. You would think if they were to start pushing drugs, it would be weed or, if they are looking for harder shit, opium and heroin. But they’re pushing drugs created in a lab. It doesn’t seem to fit.”
“The dollars fit in their bank accounts,” Reid said. “It’s amazing what people can overlook or agree to if the price is right.”
Sawyer spoke up. “I was able to get the preliminary information on two of the men who trashed Suzi’s office. So far, I have one as Don Smith. Obviously a fake ID, but I’m working on it. The Warriors are no slouches at covering their tracks. The Warriors call him Crash. Crash has been with the Warriors for a long time. The other guy is Robert Jones, again fake. He is still a prospect, the best I can tell. He seems to have been with the Warriors for about a year and a half and goes by Pyro. So, I would assume he’d be the one who set fire to the trashcans. No idea, yet, where they got the tear gas, but it could have been from anywhere.”
“So, we know they were Warriors, and somehow connected to The Society, but not much else.”
Sawyer cast a look at Reid. A look that had the hair standing up on the back of Deke’s neck. Here it was. This was why they were meeting.
“What,” he demanded. If it had to do with the safety of his Little girl, he needed to know yesterday.
Reid stared straight at Deke. “You’re not going to like what we found. But you are going to have to deal and hold your shit tight.”
“Just tell me what the fuck is going on,” Deke boomed.
“There were no misfires or discarded fireworks at the fireworks show. We talked to Larry Anderson, who heads it up, and they have accounted for all their explosives. Their show started that night at 9:00 and ended at 9:27. The renegade rocket fired at 9:29 and came from an area about sixty yards south of where the official display was set up. They found the discarded commercial grade rocket launch stick. Larry said they probably snipped off the fuse so it would explode almost instantly.”
“Holy shit! It’s a wonder they didn’t blow themselves up,” Law said.
“I wish,” Deke snarled. “So, they are still trying to intimidate Suzi into giving up the files she got from Rickson Everett.”
More looks were passed, and Deke had had enough. “What’s with the looks?” he demanded. “If there’s something else going on, I need to know. Someone tell me, for fucks sake!”
“He’s right,” Gage said. “You need to tell him.”
Gage had glanced around the table, but his eyes landed on Connor. If Deke gritted his teeth any harder, they’d fucking shatter.
Connor glanced at Reid, who nodded. What the fuck was up with that? Did they not trust him or something? Fuck that. He’d lay his life down for every one of his brothers and their Littles, and they knew it.
“I’m wondering why you are reluctant to share information with me that directly affects me and my Little girl. What the fuck is going on?”
“It isn’t that, Deke. Brother, you know I’d trust you with my life,” Connor said. “I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t giving you bad intel. But I finally have someone who will talk to me that’s inside the Warriors. I just found this out last night. That’s why Sawyer wanted to meet in person.”
Well, shit. He’d known something bad was coming. He braced for what was coming.
“The Warriors have decided to shift their target,” Connor said.
“So, they don’t want to take out Suzi’s files anymore?” Deke was relieved until it hit him that it couldn’t be it. If it were, Connor would have called to share. “That’s not what you're saying.”
Connor sighed. “No, man. They’ve decided they can get the information in an easier way. They’ve decided they want to take out Suzi. Then the files will be easier to get to.”
Deke stared at Connor, trying to figure out how he could have misunderstood his brother. But there was no misunderstanding. The Lawless Warriors wanted his Little girl dead. Fuck.