Her Lord's Claim (The Forbidden Saga #4) - Maggie Ryan Page 0,43

her legs shifted slightly apart. He smiled and used his own hands to push them further apart until she was spread beneath him. His breath again caught at the sight of her blonde curls, noticing the ones over her swollen little cunny were darker, damp with her arousal. He ran a finger over her mons and parting her pussy lips, slipped the tip just inside her. Lucy moaned, her eyes opening to find him looking directly into her own. “Not all your lessons will be about punishment. I will also teach you much pleasure, kitten,” he said as his finger dipped in and out of her just the tiniest bit.

Her breath caught as her breasts heaved, her nipples so tight he knew they must feel as if they were going to burst. “There is so much for you to learn, my love.”

“Now, Papa?” she asked, her cheeks blooming a beautiful hue of rose at the question, though her eyes shone with a need he knew she didn’t yet comprehend.

“No, little one,” he said, removing his finger. “Now it’s naptime.” Pulling the nappy up to cover the honey he so wished to taste, he pinned it securely into place. He pulled her to a sitting position in order to draw a short nightgown over her head. Once dressed, he guided her to lie back and pulled the covers up over her small body. She was trembling, but Lucas knew she wasn’t cold. Her body instinctively knew what it wanted though her mind was still as innocent as a babe’s.

Lucas bent to kiss her again, though only brushing her lips lightly with his. “Sleep well, kitten,” he said, his voice husky with his own need. She nodded, turning on her side, her hands tucked under her face as she looked at him. He picked up her doll from the shelf and held it out to her. She blushed but reached out and accepted it. He watched as she tucked the doll into her arms.

“I love you, kitten,” he said as he bent down to press his lips to her forehead. He stood to leave and then froze as she began to sob. Startled, he knelt at the side of the bed, his hand reaching to cup her cheek.

“Lucy, shhh, what is it? Why are you crying?” he asked, totally unprepared for the sounds of her obvious distress. She continued to sob even as he realized she was also attempting to speak.

“How… how… why...” she stuttered, her words interrupted by wracking sobs. Lucas stood, pulling back the covers and once more scooping her into his arms. He lifted her and then settled himself on the bed, cradling her on his lap once more. She clung to him, her face buried against his neck as her body shuddered with her tears.

“Lucy, honey, shhh, you are safe. I have you, you have nothing to fear,” he said, softly stroking her arm, her back, her cheek in an effort to calm her.

“How can you lo-love me when… when I’m so-so bad?” she finally managed to say.

Lucas was dumbfounded at the question. Didn’t she know she fulfilled him in all ways? How could she not realize he loved her with every fiber of his being?

“You will never be bad, little one,” Lucas said, one hand lifting to tuck a golden curl over her shoulder before his palm cupped her cheek. “You will make mistakes, you will take the wrong path sometimes, you will push against boundaries and question rules. As you did this morning, you will test me until you learn that you can always trust me to do exactly as I’ve said. But, kitten, your heart is too kind, your soul too pure to ever be bad.” He smiled and stroked a fingertip down the length of her arm, watching her flesh pebble in response to his touch. “You are my good girl, and I will always love you.” He was surprised when she began to cry even harder.

“But you-you had to sp… spank me, and-and…” she attempted, gulping as she tried to breathe, talk and sob at the same time.

Lucas shushed her again, his hand never stopping its gentle stroking of her trembling body. “Lucy,” he said softly. “Little one, I will always love you even if I have to spank you every single day. I spanked you because I love you. You were given a cleansing because I don't wish the one I love to speak like a sailor.” She shook her head against