Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I'm hers too. Every inch of me. Every breath. Every thought. Every cell. I'm Devin's Daddy. Without her, I'm a shell of a man. I know this because I've been without her for thirty-eight years. I've lived that agony. My life was safe. Boring. A shadow of what it should be. It won't ever be that again.
I kiss my way down her belly and onto her mound, groaning at the smell of her. Her panties are soaked through, her arousal evident. Fuck me. I'm going to gorge myself on this pussy and still want more. I already know it.
"W-what are you doing?" she asks when I nudge her legs apart, fitting myself between them.
"You looked at daddy," I growl. "Daddy's going to look at you. And he's going to use his mouth while he does it."
"Oh," she whispers, squirming beneath me.
"Be a good girl and stay still." I tug her ass toward me, putting her pussy right where I want it. I don't remove her panties yet though. We worked hard to make a mess of them. I intend to enjoy it.
She moans for daddy, gripping fistfuls of the comforter in her hands.
I lean forward, burying my nose in her cunt and breathing her in. Ah, fuck yeah. Strawberries, cream, and virgin pussy. The perfect combination. I flick my tongue out, tasting that wet spot. Her flavor hits my system like a powerful aphrodisiac, instantly addicting me.
I snarl like a wild beast and set to work, cleaning up the mess we made. When I can't taste her anymore, I press harder against her little slit, trying to soak her through her panties. She cries out in ecstasy, her hips lifting from the bed, trying to get closer to my mouth.
Fuck it.
I rip her panties away from her cunt, tearing them from her body.
"Ah, goddamn," I groan, grinding my hips into the mattress. "Look at this little thing." She's bare, her slit coated in her juices. Her swollen clit peeps from between her lips. Cream drips from her little fuckhole, sliding down the crevice of her ass.
I pry her cheeks apart and lick it up.
"Daddy!" she wails into the room.
"Louder, princess," I lift my head to demand. "I want the whole fucking world to hear you screaming for daddy while he takes what belongs to him. Everyone will know who you belong to by the time I'm done."
She wails my name again, louder this time.
"Good girl." I bury my face in her cunt, attacking her like a starving man. I am a starving man. I've been starving for her for eight long months. No more. Never again. I splay her legs wide and eat my fill, opening my mouth wide over her little cunt and just…fucking attacking her. I'm not polite about it. I take what I want, eat her how I want, gorging myself on her perfect little princess cunt until she's screaming the walls down around us.
She comes so hard she nearly bucks me off. Her juices squirt out, hitting me in the back of the throat. I roar as the need to fuck her rages through me like an inferno, blazing hotter than the sun. I crawl up over her, yanking her legs up over my hips as I claim her mouth in a hot kiss.
My dick slides through her folds.
She cries out into my mouth, her back bowing off the bed again. Her tits press to my chest, her arms locking around my neck. She's mindless beneath me, drugged and dazed with pleasure. My name falls from her lips in a whimper that's half a plea for more, and half a stunned gasp.
"Hang on tight, princess," I growl, reaching between us to line my cock up at her entrance. "Daddy needs to fuck you."
"Yes, yes," she cries. "Oh, please. Oh, please."
Ah, Jesus. She's killing me and doesn't even know it.
"Now, daddy," she demands. "Get inside me now."
I roar her name, my control in tatters as she begs me to fuck her. Unable to deny her anything, I grit my teeth and rock my hips forward. Her tight little cunt resists for a split second before the head pops in, her walls closing around me. I roar again, jerking my hips forward to impale her on me.
"Oh," she cries.
I fall still, caught in ecstasy, roaring in triumph. Writhing in torment. The need to pound into her is overwhelming. But I can't. I can't. Fuck, I can't. I won't hurt her. Not now. Not ever. I tip my head down, claiming her lips in another kiss, trying to ground myself and give her time to adjust.
She kisses me back eagerly as if she's trying to drown herself in me.
And then I taste her tears.
My soul trembles.
"Baby doll?" I pull back, horrified that I hurt her. My god, what did I do? What did I do?