Page 227 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

Warm pride rolls through me.

'That’s it.' I guide his hand lower, stopping before giving him more. 'Tonight, you will prove to yourself that you can focus when you need to, even when your head is a mess.'

I tighten my grip, just enough to make sure he understands that I'm in control, no matter how physically vulnerable I'm about to be.

We've never done this.

There has never been time. Before Halley, everything between us was stolen in corners, rushed in barracks, burned through in the frantic spaces between missions and bloodshed. Quick handjobs, quiet blowjobs, and the occasional finger in the ass to hurry along an orgasm. Mostly just ways to survive the pressure building under our skin before one of us snapped.

This is different.

Tonight, we're not just using each other as a means to an end.

I’m giving him a level of trust I've never given anyone before. Not even Halley.

His gaze moves over my face, and the wild look in his eyes fades as apprehension tightens his mouth.

"Shade," he whispers into the quiet, a slight quiver in his voice.

I stroke my thumb over his wrist. 'Nuh-uh. Shade's not here. Tonight, I'm your Daddy.'

His breath shudders out.

'Daddy,' he corrects.

'That's right, and you're my good boy.' I soften my voice without loosening the control. 'And my good boy is going to take care of me. Carefully, patiently, and exactly how I tell you.'

His fingers flex as he fights with himself internally. He doesn't want to hurt me, I know that for a fact, but he might by accident if he doesn't rein himself in. It's a big ask, but I know he can do it.

Finally, the tension in the bond eases as Blaze brings himself back under control, determined to prove I am right to trust him.

'That’s what I need from you,' I continue. 'Show me you can be a menace to our enemies and come home, switch off, and be my good boy.'

In the future, I want to be sure that Blaze will be gentle with Halley if he ever comes to her in this state. This seems like the best test, even if it is a little daunting.

Blaze bows his head and presses his mouth to the inside of my wrist.

'Yes, Daddy,' he says, softer now. 'I’ll be good.'

'Now, you heard me before. Work Daddy open, baby boy.'

He doesn't need to be told twice. The cold press of his lube-slicked finger against my rim makes me jump, but I try my best to relax. He rubs at the rim slowly, little searching circles as he gathers his confidence, before adding pressure, and the tip dips inside for the first time.

"Mmm," I moan quietly under my breath. It feels nice, not orgasmic, but nice to have him penetrating me.

He pushes a little harder, sinking in to the first knuckle.

My eyes spring open, unsure when they closed, as sudden pressure appears at my cock. Blaze gazes up at me with wide, affection-starved eyes as he sucks on my cockhead.

I clamp a hand over my mouth before my gasping moan can wake Halley.

'Ah, good boy,' I say through the bond as he starts to press his finger in and out, deciding not to reprimand him for sucking my cock without permission because it feels incredible. 'That's my good boy. Get me nice and loose, stretch out Daddy's hole.'

The combination of his mouth and finger makes my heart pound as sweat spreads across my skin.

'Another,' I say, wincing a little as he obeys.

Blaze watches my face like it’s a mission briefing, focused on every breath, flinch, and word, just like I told him to. By the time I tell him to give me his third finger and to scissor them inside, I’m gripping the couch and fighting to stay quiet.