DOMINIC POV

I make my way up the staircase and to my Annalise's chambers. She has been staying here for a few weeks now, and it's time for her to pick up some schoolwork. I take studies very seriously, and will not tolerate my princess not doing any school work. So lucky for her, I am quite the teacher.

It was one of the many professions I had picked up in my hundreds of years that we were searching for her, a private tutor. I have taught some of the most famous instructors themselves. Schooling has always been of such importance to me, and I'm often pushing and pressing my brothers to feel the same way.

To start expanding Florenia by bringing in different tutors and even opening a real foreign exchange program. Though the fact that we aren't human, and do feast on the blood of those who are, brings some tensions and conflict to the matter of interest. Many of us are able to control ourselves, and even get by on animal blood and other substitutes. But still, for the ones who can not do that, we would not torture with the smell of the fresh meat so to speak.

Though my brothers and I lack self control when it comes to things such as tempers, our kingdom, and our babygirl, we do refrain from even thinking about drinking from her. The need was so far suppressed that it wasn't even thought of. We were far too focused on the sexual and visual aspects of her. That do often go hand in hand..

"Daddy?" The voice of the very nymphet I was just thinking of gains my attention.

I hadn't realized that I had stumbled upon her door moments ago and went as far as to enter and stare at her while in thought. I get so caught up with my own mind that I sometimes don't take notice of my surroundings.

"Good evening babydoll. Did you have a good nap?" I greet and then question her, smiling down at my little girl as she sits on her bed.

Her bright, blue eyes blink slowly as her little fists rub the sleep in the corner of her eyes. She lets out a cute little yawn, making her freckle dusted nose scrunch up adorably. Her silk pink pajama night gown rises upwards as she slowly climbs out of the bed, and walks over to me.

"I'm hungry." She leans into me for support, and mumbles out in a groggy voice.

I chuckle out at her words. She seems to always be hungry or eating, I'm not sure how she maintains her figure. Most likely it's the high metabolism that comes with her teenage years.

She lets out a small whine and gazes up at me in need. We've come to notice that in the morning, she's far more cuddly and childlike. Which we completely and utterly adore. She's just too precious for this world.

"Alright little girl. Let's get you a snack." I say with a smile of pure contentment as I lift her up, setting her on my hip.

Her head rests on my shoulder with her face turned into my neck. Her arms are draped over my muscular shoulders as well, hanging on loosely.

I make my descent back to the kitchen where I tell the chef to prepare some freshly sliced strawberries. I hear Annalise let out a hum of approval as her eye lids flutter open against my skin.

I take a seat, Annalise in my lap, as the chef brings the strawberries out in a small bowl. I take the crimson colored cloth napkin out of its place in the golden napkin ring that held it, and place it atop of Annalise's lap. Ensuring that my sometimes messy and always clumsy girl doesn't let the dark juice stain her nightgown that hangs loosely to her creamy skin.

She grins happily as she takes bites of the strawberries off of the fork that I use to feed her. I watch as her lips wrap around it delicately, and a small moan of enjoyment stems from her mouth.

At this, my member hardens pressing against her ass. She rubs against me unknowingly being such a tease. Between all of her little moans and ass wiggles, I'm not sure how much more I can take.

"Those were wonderful daddy! Thank you." Her smile is directed to me this time, fully awake.

"You're welcome beautiful. Now come and follow me please." I respond smoothly, and stand placing her own two sock covered feet on the ground.

I take a moment to adjust myself, and clear my throat as I begin to make my way to the study. She catches up to my long strides and slips her far smaller hand into my much larger one, making me grin.

I love how much bigger we are than her. It pleases my dominant side oh so much.

"Why're we in the study?" Her angelic voice comes out confused, as her features display the same emotion.

"You've got to start some school work dear. I will not have you fall behind any of your classmates, even if you are not attending an actual school." I tell her, as I take my seat behind the large desk that is set up.

Most of my work is completed in the study anyways, so with the set up of a smaller desk for Annalise it was easily transformed into a classroom.

She lets out a groan before speaking up,"No! I don't like school work. I just want to go back and play in the garden with you."

My jaw ticks in slightly from her disobedience. I take a deep breath, holding it in for a few moments before realizing and speaking to her once more,"It wasn't a request little doll. Besides, it won't be that bad. I'm going to be helping you."

"I said no! I don't want to do any school work! Not here, and not with you!" She stomps her foot in complaint, making the small glass that contained the feather pen's ink fall over.

With a shatter, deep crimson ink spewed out everywhere making a splash.

"What on earth was that?" Dalton comes in suddenly, distracting me from the current scene.

"Our little girl decided that school work was not on her agenda today. She's thrown a small tantrum, and has broken the ink cartridge in the process of it all." I rasp out, trying to contain my anger.

Though I am the most patient and level-headed out of my brothers, I am still quite the dominant man. I will not have my princess act in such a way.

"Is that so?" Dalton asks rhetorically, his gaze averting to Annalise.

She twiddles with the toe of her sock, tracing it in small circular motions on the wooden floor. Her face holds a pout, as he arms are folded against her chest pushing her small globes up.

She's quite the distraction.

"Not doing school work." She mumbles out, loosing some of the fire she had just let out.

"Well it's not an option little one. When daddy tells you to do something, you do it." Dalton tells her sternly.

"No! I'm not doing school work! And you can't fucking make me!" She groans and yells out loud as she becomes extremely frustrated.

"That's it!" Dalton roared out as he makes his way towards her.

Annalise screams and struggles against him as he wrestles her over my large desk, knocking off things in the process.

Man was she fighting this.

"What's the meaning of all this?!" Delrick's assertive voice is boomed, being heard through the entire castle.

He makes his entrance with record speed, his eyes roaming over the damage that was done and our current situation.

His mind-link comes into both of our heads, making Dalton pause his actions as I explain.

"Looks like our little trouble maker needs to be taught a lesson for disrespecting her daddies." Delrick turns his attention to Annalise who looks almost terrified.

"You've had a foul mouth, you were disrespectful, and disrespectful. Sounds like that pretty little mouth of yours got you into a lot of trouble." Delrick's tone is assertive, yet his eyes hold lust.

"And for that, you're mouth will be used for something good. Something to make up for such dirty things." He all but smirks out.

Dalton releases his grip on her as he gets the hint, smirking himself.

"W-what?" She stutters out, clearly still confused.

Delrick does not speak, but instead grabs her by her forearm and drags her to where I have sat down, in the large office chair.

"On your knees little girl." I whisper out, my erection pressing painfully against my zipper.

She obeys with a little push from Delrick. He guides her hands to my belt buckle and zipper which they undo.

She gets the hint, and eases my designer boxer briefs off of me slowly.

Dalton stands, pushing her head toward my hardened member.

"Show daddy's special part just how sorry you are for being such a naughty girl. Show him that mouth can be used for good." Dalton commands her, as Delrick's hands go down and rip her nightgown from her body.

She lets out a gasp, and with this I bring her head down. She moans out as Delrick begins toying with her pert breasts. Dalton pushes her head down farther, and she catches the hint yet again. Her head begins to bob up and down, her tongue feeling so good as she slobbers on me.

She gags as I thrust myself upward and hit the back of her throat, holding her head down so that she has to take all of me. She fights at first, making Dalton bring his hand down on her ass three times fast.

I pull out of her, letting her catch her breath before she takes me in once more. She bobs her head up and down, as her hand goes down to play with the rest of my shaft that doesn't quite fit into her little mouth.

At least not without some force.

"Faster." Delrick tells her in a hushed voice as he pulls at her nipples harder and rubs her clit fast.

She moans out, sending vibrations throughout me. The tingling sensation makes my cock twitch in her mouth, signifying that I was about to cum.

"Swallow this all daddy's little slut. Every last drop." I groan out as I thrust myself in and out of her mouth fast.

She attempts to speak, and I finish in her mouth at the vibrations her vocals had caused. She pulls her head off of me slowly as I release her hair. Her big, blue doe eyes meet my own vibrant green ones and I give her a lazy smile.

"You did so good my little girl." I tell her honestly.

I had waited for that moment so long. It had felt so good to use her mouth. The wait was worth it. Truthfully.

"Indeed you did." Dalton whispers into her ear as he picks her up.

We intended to give her a nice after care session consisting of a bubble bath, and getting to cuddle with us straight after.

We were content, ready to fall asleep with our little girl.