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He was a mere shadow in my life even when he did live in the same house. I never feared him then, he was more a ghost than a tyrant, but love him?
Love. Him.
“No,” I snap. I won’t say it. I won’t feel it.
“You will.” He withdraws the knife and his hands are gone. “I’m a traditional guy. You’ll take my last name before you take my dick. But, I assure you, you will do both. You will be loyal to me forever, my princess. Then, after I stake my claim in that little baby maker of yours, you’ll tell me you love me like a good wife should.”
Baby maker?
Wife?
With a loud clunk, the trunk shuts, leaving me with the soft yellow glow of the Minions nightlight snuggled near my feet between two of the pillows as the engine turns over, knowing my virginity is not the only thing my stepfather could destroy.
CHAPTER5
Ramses
My stepdaughter will never know all the nights I lay awake, battling the urges she awoke in me.
I’ve hated her for them, but beneath hate, there is always something else, isn’t there?
Something I’ve never felt.
She looks more beautiful than ever, smeared with dirt and blood and my cum, the apple of her cheeks ripe with fear as I pop the trunk after parking the Bentley in the private underground garage of my building.
Her eyes narrow, the green just a thin halo around the dark pupils as she sets her jaw, her taut little nipples poking at the thin fabric of her dress, making me salivate.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that, Bijou. We both know you want to be my dirty girl.” My words echo in the cement confines of the garage.
The scent of exhaust and her cherry-pie hand cream swirl together as I lift her from the blankets and pillows. Her dress is filthy, caked with the same mud that’s flaking off her skin. Her bare arm is warm against my rough hand as I guide her to her feet, scanning the cement between here and the elevator for anything that could hurt her.
You’re carving your initials into her ass, but you’re worried she might stub her toe?
I slam the trunk, holding her to my side. I released my binding from her ankles, but her wrists are still wrapped with my tie. I imagine them braced on my chest after mounting her curvy body on my dick and making her ride me while I sip on hundred-year-old scotch, enjoying the view of my loose-lipped stepdaughter taking me raw and deep.
“Where are we?” she asks.
I answer with a frown and a shrug. “A garage.”
She’s lost some of her fire, but I’m sure it will come back. She is naïve but feisty, and it’s exactly those traits that have put us both in this situation.
“Home, Little Lamb,” I finally say, leading her by her upper arm toward my private elevator a few steps away.
Heat and possessiveness twine inside me as I press my palm to the control panel and the elevator dings, the doors opening with a soft whoosh. I lead her inside and spin us back to face the open doors. But before they slide shut, she releases a high-pitched shriek that rattles my fillings, but it only makes me harder.
I love the way her voice wraps around me and fills the air. I can’t wait to hear it when I’ve got her under me, filling her up, pumping my inches inside her, keeping her naked and bound as my little breeding mare.
I’ll roll onto her all night, taking her in positions that would put the Kama Sutra to shame. She’s mine, and soon her body will grow with the proof.
“Hey!” she yells, trying to tug out of my grip as one of the maintenance workers steps into view wearing coveralls and a hard hat carrying a bright yellow toolbox with Property of Moreno Industrial on the side. “Hey, over here!” She hops up and down on her bare, muddy feet, drawing his attention.
I rifle my arm around the back of her head, dragging her sassy ass back against me. My hand is clamped once again over her mouth, silencing her as the older man stalls mid-step, his gaze darting from me to Bijou.
I clear up the situation for him real fucking fast.
“Keep walking. My daughter. She’s in need of medical care.”
He offers an understanding nod. “I hope she gets the help she needs Mr. Moreno.”
