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Dragging the edge of her thong to the side, I let Soren take control of our fucking this time. I can’t imagine how scared she must have been, but I know how out of control she must have felt. She needs this more than I can fathom, and I’ll give her anything she wants.
“This sweet pussy ready to be filled by Daddy?” Her moan is pure sex as I run a finger through her soaked folds, spreading her lips wide for my cock to slip through.
Soren doesn’t hesitate to take me into her body and slide all the way down. Panting, she grips my wrists solidly and circles her hips on my lap. Pulling her down farther so my dick goes deeper, I help her find her back-and-forth rhythm.
“Christ, you’re always so tight, always so fucking perfect.” I drop my head back as she gradually climbs to her release. As soon as she tightens around me, I know I’m going to pop off like some inexperienced schoolboy.
“Tell me what you like, baby girl,” I grunt. “Tell me fucking everything.”
“You,” she gasps, tossing her head back and arching her spine. “I like everything you do to me.” Leaning forward, I latch onto a nipple and suck furiously. Inhaling her perky breast into my mouth like a newborn after his first meal, I suck until she tries to draw away, but I only switch to the other tit, needing her in my mouth as I drive my pelvis up to meet every thrust of her hips.
“Come for Daddy, princess; give him all your milky cream.” What I wouldn’t give to be sucking some sweet cream out of her pert nipples right now. The sick fantasy enters my mind and won’t let go. I don’t want it to.
I always knew I was a Daddy; it was a role that came easily to me. All I needed was the right girl, and I got her. But this? Nursing from my woman? What sick fuckery is this, and how did I find myself on the dire end of craving it.
“You’ll let me nurse from these pretty tits, won’t you?” I ask out of the blue. Her hips stop moving, my cock throbs, and when I meet her eyes, I don’t just see forever, I see an infinite amount of happiness. “Yeah, you’ll let Daddy help our babies nurse and get a little of your sweet cream for himself.” Her agreement is subtle. She’s stunned and confused, but she knows she wants it, too.
I wonder if there’s a way to get her perfect round globes filled with succulent white goodness before she has a baby. Then we can enjoy that fun little kink without concern of me taking from our children.
Her whispered, “Anything for my Daddy,” sets us both off, and we plummet off the cliff of pleasure together. The terrifying day is not completely left behind, but both of us feel a little more secure in each other’s arms until I have the answers I need to knock some heads and burn some bodies, ensuring this never happens to my girl again. Especially with us talking about babies now.
CHAPTER 14
Soren
Lying on the couch in Adonis’ office, I half-heartedly listen as he issues threats and orders like he’s tossing around cookies. It’s been three days since the shooting, and he’s more aggressive than ever. He also won’t let me out of his sight. I go everywhere with him, and he with me.
So when I get up from the couch, he raises a hand to silence the men around him. “What are you doing?” He stands as I do, his body rippling with tension, needing to be in the same space as me.
“I was just going to walk around a bit, take Blue out, and get some fresh air, maybe.” A primitive sound escapes his lips; he’s agitated that I want to do something away from him. I don’t blame him. What happened has terrified me beyond belief, and I don’t know if I’ll ever leave his property again, but I feel safe here in his space.
“No.” He snaps the word out so fast it feels like a whip. “You’ll stay here.”
Sighing, I realize he means well—if I’m in his sights, then he’s reassured I’m safe; he’s keeping me safe. But I need a reprieve from all the violence and intensity I’m surrounded with right now.
“Eli will come with me.” I look at the man in question, and he raises a brow before nodding his head. “I need a minute, Adonis. I need to feel like I can step outside, feel the sun on my face, and not worry about being shot at. Because, Daddy, I know, like I know the sun will set and rise every single day, that you will keep me safe. Always.” He’s still unswayed. As I speak, I walk closer to him, and despite the audience around us, I don’t care what they hear or see. “I know I’m safe if I stay on your property. I won’t leave. I just need a damn minute, Daddy, please.”
Dropping to my knees in front of him, I gaze up with innocent, pleading eyes as I rub my face along the bulge in his pants. I need this. I need him to give it to me. “Please, Daddy, let me outside to play?”
“I won’t let a damn thing happen to her,” Eli promises from his position across the room.
Sifting his hands through my loose hair, Adonis pulls me closer to his pelvis, his eyes blazing with fire for retribution and need for me. “I don’t fucking like this.”
“I know, Daddy.” Nuzzling his erection, I rub my cheek along what I know is smooth flesh behind his zipper.
“Then why are you fucking asking this of me?” Fisting my hair, he angles my head back, and I hear feet shifting behind me. I’m not sure if his men are uncomfortable or turned on by the sight we must make. “Baby girl, I need you more than air. If something were to happen to you, I would burn the world to the fucking ground in my wake before following you to the grave.” Tears rush to my eyes, and my heart swells as moisture floods my panties.
I can’t give up, though. I need Adonis to see that I am safe here. I know I am. “Daddy, I love you.” It’s all I have left to say to convince him.
A choked sound escapes his lips, and he fists my hair securely in his grip. “Yes.” Dragging me to my feet, his lips slam over top of mine in a fiery kiss that I feel to my soul, claiming my mouth in a way that leaves no room for argument about who owns me. “You listen to every fucking word Eli says. I don’t care what it is, or if you think he’s wrong, you fucking listen to him, Soren, or so help me god, I will lock your beautiful ass up and never let you leave this damn house again. Are we clear?”
“Crystal.” I smile gratefully at him before pushing up on my toes and whispering in his ear, “Will you take me tonight? Show me who owns me again because, Daddy, I miss you so much.” It feels like he hasn’t been inside my body in forever, and I need it. I think it’s also why I feel so restless.
“I’ll make you scream,” he vows, taking my mouth one last time before releasing me and allowing me to walk away.
Blue follows me out of Adonis’ office, and I hear the man speaking with Eli before he joins me in the kitchen, where I’m waiting on him.
“Stay here.” Eli steps outside before I can affirm that I’ll listen to him and is back a few moments later to hold the patio door open for me. Blue bounds out, rolling in the grass like a puppy while we watch. “You’re a weakness to him.” My heart stops as I turn to look at Eli. “I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. It was bound to happen one day.”
“What are you saying then, Eli?” I hate how my voice wavers. This is a big fear for me.
Scrubbing a hand down his face when he looks at me, I’m certain he sees the tears clouding my eyes. “You’re good for him, Soren; don’t doubt that. But you are a weakness in the eyes of his enemies.” Pausing to glance around the yard, he proceeds forward, and I follow alongside. “If they hurt you in any way, it will bring him to his knees.” A tear spills, and he hastily continues, “But the other day has only proven that the mere idea of you being harmed will make him and his organization stronger.”
“How?” I swipe at the tears.
“As we speak, he has been strengthening the connection to his allies. He’s been making deals with street thugs to keep their ears to the ground so if a threat against you is ever made, we’ll know before a plan can be formed.”
“You are very confusing, Eli.” Bending down, I scratch Blue’s belly as his eyes roll back and his tongue hangs out of his mouth.
“I’m told that a lot.” There’s a pause, and I can tell he has more to say. “To his enemies, they see you as weakness, Soren. But us? His men? We see the strength you give him. The determination he has to make sure you and everyone around him is safe.”
“Sooooo, what you’re saying is, I need to stick around for a while?” I grin at the idea.
“If by a while, you mean forever, then yeah, I think that’s what needs to happen.” For the first time since meeting this man, I see a hint of boyish playfulness when he winks at me.
Distracted when Blue lets out an excited bark as he chases a squirrel across the yard, I can’t help but laugh at his silly antics. It’s the first time I’ve looked at him and seen the puppy still living inside him.
“Looks like you’re having an effect on more than one soul here,” Eli observes, and I must bite my lip so I don’t sigh again. I seem to do that a lot when I think about Adonis, talk about him, or am in the same room as him.
I try to play it cool by lifting my shoulder in a shrug, but Eli sees right through me. I don’t care. I’m not interested in hiding my feelings. If I had my choice, the whole world would know I belong to him and him to me.
Blue comes bounding over, out of breath, and dashes past us to the door leading inside. I spin to follow behind, only to find Adonis standing there, blocking the entrance. His hands holding the top of the frame, stretching his god-like body out for me to peruse at my leisure.
“Daddy,” I breathe out, my heart fluttering with the butterflies in my belly.
“Missed you, baby girl.” His eyes flame with heat and intent.
“Ten minutes, man. You didn’t even last until the first commercial break.” Eli’s laughter and teasing earn him a lethal glare. “Come on, Blue, let's go see if we can find some steaks.” Blue barks and eagerly follows Eli inside.
Adonis slams the sliding door closed behind himself as he prowls towards me. I don’t know why, but I run. I kick off my sandals and dash towards the forest by the pond at the back of his property.
Laughing when I hear him growl, I glance over my shoulder to see him jogging behind, allowing me the head start that I know won’t last long.
“Soren,” he groans when I reach the tree line, hiding behind the largest one. “You’re taunting the wolf.” I peek out at his warning, hiding my smile as he strips off his shirt, buttons popping and flying everywhere as he rips the front open. “Daddy needs you, baby girl.” The way his tone softens melts my heart into a drowning puddle of need.
“Gotta catch me first,” I tease and take off again, hiding farther into the grove. Covering my mouth with my hand, I try to remain silent while listening for Adonis.
I dart out and run to another tree. My feet hit a branch, and I scream when I feel the bottom of my foot rip open.
“Soren!” Adonis dashes over, dropping to his knees next to me, sliding his hands over my body as tears spring to my eyes. “Where does it hurt, baby girl? Tell me.”
“Foot,” I groan, cursing myself for ruining the fun we were having.
His warm hands grip my ankle and lift my leg so he can assess the damage. “I need better lighting.” He comforts me with soothing touches. “We’ll get you back to the house and clean it up before I ravish you until you’re too addicted to leave my side again.” Scooping me up in his arms, he lays a light kiss on my lips before hustling back to the house.
Eli sees us coming and opens the door, concern etched into his features. Leaning up, I kiss Adonis’ jaw and whisper in his ear, “Don’t you know? I never want to leave your side, Daddy.” His whole body tenses with that little confession. I don’t think he realizes just how much I need him in my life. He thinks he’s addicted to me; he has no idea I feel the exact same way.
CHAPTER 15
Adonis
This girl. This…woman. My woman. She’s everything to me. Essential to my life, to the existence of my soul, and hearing her cry out after hurting her foot on that fucking branch, I nearly died. It felt like my heart shriveled up and stopped beating until she was in my arms again.
And now, fucking now, she’s telling me she can’t stand to be without me. I might keel over for an entirely different reason. Too much pleasure. Because hearing those words come out of her mouth inflated my dick to the point of pain, and the rapid beating of my heart promised I wouldn’t breathe right for a month.
Sitting her gently on the counter in the kitchen, Eli shows up with the first-aid kit as Zak races around a corner. “I heard a scream.” He scowls when he sees the cut on the bottom of Soren’s foot. “What the fuck happened?” His hand moves to the gun at his back as he searches for the threat outside.
“A fucking branch,” I mutter. Until that moment, I’d anticipated catching my little runaway, wanting to rut her dirty in the soil below us. Fuck her until we were both a muddy mess. It’ll have to wait now, but it’s not a fantasy I’m willing to let go of any time soon.
“I’m fine.” She hisses when I swipe an alcohol swab across the cut.
“It’s deep,” I grunt, hating that anything touched her hard enough to lacerate. “There will be a scar.” Eli and Zak bend over to see.
“It’s the bottom of my foot. No one will notice it.” I catch the end of her eye roll and swat the side of her ass, making her yelp.
“I will.” The snap in my tone elicits a sigh as she rubs a hand up and down my bare chest.
Zak and Eli smartly keep their mouths shut as they back off a bit. “Gives you more reason to kiss me all better.” There’s deception in her honey-sweet voice as she leans forward to kiss over my heart.
Smoothing on the bandage, I spear a glare at my two oldest friends as I scoop Soren over my shoulder and wail on her ass with my hand three times. She yelps before she moans as I rub the sting away.
“We’ve got things under control down here, bossman,” Zak calls after us as I take her upstairs, where I’m going to fuck her into unconsciousness.
Slamming the door shut behind us, I toss Soren onto the bed. “Don’t fucking move.” I bark the order like she’s one of my men, but I can’t help it. I’m out of control with my desire for her, and I need a minute to gather my wits.
Until I remember, she likes this. Fucking craves it even.
“Fuck it,” I growl, ripping the rest of my clothes off and creeping up the bed towards where she lies. Immobile, as she was told.
Gripping her foot, I bite her calf until she whimpers. I need her fucking tears today. I haven’t had a piece of my woman in too many days, and all the stress over the attack on her and then her cry in the woods has left me feeling barbarous.
“Weep for me, baby girl. I need those fucking tears like I need to breathe.” I keep biting my way up her leg before moving to the next one and chomping down on her thigh like a rabid beast until I taste blood. “Fuck,” I grunt at the metallic tang with a hint of sweetness because I swear she’s filled with honey and sugar.
“Daddy!” she wails. Glancing up her body, I notice tears spilling down her cheeks, and I want fucking more.
Christ, I’m an animal.
“Baby girl.” I whisper the endearment so she knows I’m still in here; I just need things a little differently right now. Her head nods slowly, understanding what I crave without speaking, and the beast inside me rushes to the surface.
Reaching up, I grip the front of her flimsy dress and tear it down the middle. Her gasp is sweet and filled with surprise.
Naked under the dress, I toss it to the side and flip her over. Pinning her down with a hand on the nape of her neck, I yank each of her hands behind her back with the other and restrain her in place.
My dick finds its way through her soaked heat, rubbing between her lips until I notch the head to her hole and slam forward. She would have flown up the bed had it not been for my grip on her. Cursing and crying fill the room as I pull out and slam back in so forcefully that I feel a pop inside her pussy, and I know if it were possible, I’d have pushed past her cervix and straight into her womb.
She’ll need lots of aftercare and rest when I’m done with her because I want to feel it again and again until I’m ready to fill her up with my cum.
“Tomorrow,” I groan as I lean over her back, pressing my head into her neck, pinning her shoulders so she doesn’t move away from my angry thrusting, “you’re taking a pregnancy test.” I don’t care if it’s too early to tell.
“Okay,” she sobs, raising her hips to me. Fuck me, this woman will be the death of me. I know I’m hurting her, but she wants fucking more.
“Tomorrow,” I moan as I feel her walls fluttering around me, “we’re getting you those pills to help bring milk into my sweet tits.” They’re mine now, not hers. Everything about her is mine. “Daddy wants to taste that sweet cream for as long as he can before a baby comes.”
“Okay,” she hiccups, cutting her eyes to meet my stare when I push her thick hair away from her face.
“I fucking love you, baby girl, so damn much it physically hurts.” Latching onto her neck, I suck and bite as I fuck relentlessly into her body until an orgasm races through her form with the force of a bullet. “You still like Daddy to fuck you rough, baby girl?”
She whines out an answer. “Yes, Daddy. I love it.”
Kissing her jaw, I lick up her cheek before biting the supple flesh and leaving a mark. “You’re such a good girl, obeying Daddy’s commands and letting me do whatever I want to you.”
“Always.” Her gasp is filled with surprise when I slam into her womb again. “Don’t leave me, Daddy.” The pleading cry makes my dick grow harder, and I can’t move.
“You ready for me, baby love? Ready to take Daddy’s big load?” Her head nods furiously as she tightens her pussy around my cock, milking me like the good little whore she is. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Soren!” I roar out my release, giving her all my weight as she bellows through another orgasm.
