Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
"Daddy," she whispers, peeling her dazed eyes open. "What are you doing?"
"Unwrapping my Christmas present."
"I thought you were supposed to be my present." A soft smile curves her lips. "I asked Santa for you."
"You didn't have to ask Santa for me, princess. I was already yours." I run my lips down her side, feathering kisses along her ribcage. "Besides, it's not Christmas yet. You have to wait until Saturday to see what Santa and daddy really brought you."
"Is it a pony?"
"You want a pony?"
"No. I just want you. Make me your big girl, daddy," she demands. "I promise I'll be quiet."
"Fuck," I groan, capturing one hard nipple in my mouth. I bite into the hard bud, teasing her as I drag my sweats off and then crawl over her.
She spreads her legs in invitation, making room for me between them. My cock throbs at the sight of her slick, bare pussy.
I rip my shirt off over my head before falling on her. My mouth lands against hers as I drag her up against me, skin to skin. She mewls into my mouth, her legs flying up around my hips.
Goddamn. The heat of her pussy against my cock is heaven. Everything about her is heaven. I lick into her mouth, kissing my way into her soul as I line up at her entrance.
"Daddy's going to fuck you now, baby girl," I whisper against her lips. "Be a good girl and take all of me."
"Will I be your best girl then, daddy?" she asks with wide, innocent eyes.
"You're already my best girl. But you'll be daddy's special girl now, princess."
"Really?" Her eyes grow wider. "Then do it, daddy. Make me your special girl."
Precum shoots from my shaft. Jesus Christ. This little minx is trying to kill me. And she knows exactly what she's doing. I see the truth lurking in her eyes. She wants to drive me crazy. She wants me obsessed.
"Kiss me, baby girl," I growl.
She tips her face up to mine eagerly. As soon as her lips meet mine, I push forward, working my cock into her tight little cunt. Even though she's soaked, her body resists for a split second before the head of my cock slips in, her silky walls enveloping me.
I groan, trying to give her a minute to adjust, but she's not having any of that. She wiggles beneath me, taking more. Moaning, I slip in another inch. And then another.
She gasps when her virgin barrier tears, her gaze flying to mine. "Daddy," she whispers, satisfaction and a hint of pain mingling in her jade eyes. "I'm all yours now."
A bolt of possession lances through me. I buck my hips, sliding in deeper despite trying to stay still. She gasps again, her nails digging into my back as she arches beneath me, her eyes rolling back in her head.
"Do you like that, princess?"
"Yes!"
I groan and give in to the need pounding through me with every beat of my heart. My lips slide down her throat and onto her chest as I start to move, giving us both what we want. What we've needed for the last year. Never again. I'll never deny us again. This little princess is mine now. Whenever she needs to come, I'll be here, ready to serve.
I drive into her, fucking her hard and deep.
"Ah, God, princess," I growl. "Daddy won't ever be able to keep his dick out of you now." I drag her nipple through my teeth. Leave a purple mark on the side of her breast. "I'll be sneaking into your bed every night to get another taste of this perfect princess cunt."
"Daddy," she sobs, her hands scrabbling down my back. "You f-feel s-so good. Don't stop. Don't ever stop."
"Never," I promise, kissing my way back to her lips to seal my vow. I slip my hand between our bodies to play with her clit. "You're my fucking world."
"Love you," she cries, her body catching beneath me. "Love you. Love you. Love you!"
I roar, pounding into her as she shatters around me, screaming that she loves me. Her little pussy flutters and pulses all up and down my shaft, setting off my own orgasm. My spine tingles, my balls drawing up.
I bury my face in her throat, groaning her name as cum shoots up my shaft, and I claim her womb, breeding her.
She clings to my shoulders the whole time, whispering my name like a prayer.
Chapter Seven
Lyric
"Lachlan is going to be so mad," I whisper, clinging to Sinclair's hand as we pull up in front of the house a little before ten. After spending all day living every dream I've ever had, I'm not ready to face reality yet. But we can't live in my fantasy world forever. We have to face Lachlan eventually.
"I'll handle Lachlan," Sinclair says firmly, putting the car in park. He turns to face me, cupping my cheek in his palm. "Trust me, baby girl."