She frowns.“My father’s will?”
“Yes.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“That’s what I want to know.I have my suspicions.Have you ever seen it?”
“No.I was too young to even know such a thing existed when he died.Are you sure there is one?”
“I can’t be certain, but something is hinky.”
Victoria frowns, her gaze moving past me, unseeing.
I get a better hold of her and stand.“Time for a nap.”
“Blaze… I don’t need a nap.In the past few days, I’ve slept enough for a month.”
“Who’s in charge?”I tease, moving across the room and opening the door.
“Me?”
I chuckle and carry her to the front staircase and up to our room.After I shut the door, I sit her on the edge of the bed.“Arms up.”
She grumbles, but she obeys, letting me remove her dress.
After taking her sandals off, I lift her again, tug the covers back, and lay her gently on the sheet.Tucking a pillow under her leg, I glance up.Fuck, she’s so damn stunning.She’s the cutest when she’s wearing nothing but plain cotton panties.I don’t know why she’s so sexy like this.Perhaps because on some level, I recognized her submission all along.I just didn’t realize how deep it extended or how much dominance she would need from me.
The reality is that she didn’t, either.But here we are.
I lift the covers to her chin and sit next to her.“Let me point out a few things.One, your leg hasn’t been elevated all day, and Kinsley said to keep it propped up as much as possible.So you’ll take a nap like a good girl and stay right here until dinner.If you can do that without complaining, I’ll let you sit at the table at dinner for an hour or so.After that, back to bed.”
She licks her lips.There’s another stare down before she says, “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.Next, you have a lot to process.You just found out you have a humiliation kink.So did I.Neither of us knew that.Both times I embarrassed you since we got home, you reacted strongly.That’s important.”
“Maybe I wanted to slap you,” she proposes, lifting her chin.
I chuckle.“Maybe your panties were soaked, and you wanted me to thrust my fingers into your cunt.”
Her cheeks darken.“Poop.”
I laugh harder.“Much better word.As for rules, baby, you crave them.We’ll find out through trial and error if it’s because you like to be disciplined and will misbehave to fulfill a need to be spanked or reprimanded or punished in any number of ways.But it’s also possible you just really need boundaries, and you will follow them in order to avoid punishment.”
She lowers her gaze.“I don’t know,” she whispers.“All of that seems really freaky.”
I dip my head, forcing her to look at me.“It’s fine that you don’t know.We’ll learn together.And it’s not freaky.It’s just who you are.Victoria, I’m a bossy guy.You’ve known that since you met me.You were attracted to my dominance from the get-go.Maybe my heart recognized a kindred soul the moment I set eyes on you.Either way, it doesn’t bother me one bit to find out you have submissive needs.I don’t care what that looks like.I’ll recalibrate to be what you crave, baby.If you need my bossiness at a ten instead of an eight, that’s what you’ll get.”
She groans.“That sounds ridiculous.”
“It’s not.It’s who we are.We fit like a puzzle.Now, be a good girl and take a nap.You’re going to need a lot of sleep to deal with everything coming up.”
“What’s coming up?”
I stand, kiss her forehead, and smirk.“You know, the wedding, me filling your cunt with my seed, you getting pregnant… Then there’s the baby, feedings, milking you… It’s a lot.”
She swats me and giggles.“Go away.”
“Don’t get out of bed.”I grab her dress, dig her phone out of the pocket, and set it next to her.“Text or call if you need me.No walking.No hopping.If I find out you moved from this bed without permission, I will spank you so hard you won’t be able to sit at dinner.”