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Spreading her thighs, I lift her skirt and admire the little wet spot quickly spreading across the crotch of her white lace panties. Skimming a finger across her lips, I push on her clit, rubbing until her hips rise to get closer.
“That’s it, sweet princess, search for Daddy.” Kissing the inside of her thigh, I nibble when I reach the taut abductor muscles as she strains towards me.
“Mr. Lorde!” she gasps, and I recognize she’s awake now. Gazing upwards, I see her bright, golden eyes glued to where my finger circles her tiny bud.
Crawling up her body, I ignore the pull of stitches in my thigh and shoulder. I need inside her cunt, now. “Tell me, little girl, are you still a virgin?” She licks her lips, her eyes not leaving my mouth. “Have you been saving yourself for Daddy like a good girl?”
Her body shivers, and I’m unsure if it’s because she likes to be a good girl or wants to call me Daddy, too. “I’m a good girl.” She hesitates, then says, “Daddy.”
“Fuck yeah, you are. Will you be Daddy’s filthy little whore, also?” Her thighs spread wider, making more room for me as she nods. “Ever called another man Daddy before?”
I watch her throat as she swallows, and I catch the hesitation in her eyes. “No, but I’ve wanted to.”
I growl. I want to roar like the beast I feel inside me. My hands tighten on her body, bruising in their intensity. “Who?”
Soren shifts her legs so her thighs cradle my hips, locking her ankles around the small of my back and dragging me closer. Her hands move up my corded arms. “A professor I met when I toured UCLA a few months ago.” Her lips lift in a knowing smile as my eyes narrow. “He was older, at least forty, grey hair, square jaw. He was commanding, and when our eyes met, I immediately thought he’d be a perfect Daddy.”
“I’ll fucking kill him.” And I will. I don’t give a fuck if he never touched her; he doesn’t deserve the thoughts in her head.
She rolls her eyes at me. “There was another boy, a year older than me. Every day, we played this game.” Leaning down, I nip her neck hard, leaving a red mark. “He would trap my body against my locker, rub his hard-on into my back, and ask me when he could be my Daddy.”
“Are you trying to piss me off?” Because it’s fucking working.
Circling a hand around her neck, I squeeze until her breath catches, until her nails claw at my arms. And I don’t stop. She’s at my fucking mercy, and she needs to recognize that.
“I’ve fantasized for so long about being someone’s little girl, their precious possession, that I didn’t think it was ever going to happen.” Despite my hold on her, she pushes up, grazing my lips with her own. “I have all these dark…desires inside of me. I want things that no virgin should even dream about, and I think…” My eyes follow her tongue as she licks across her lips. “Will you be my Daddy, Mr. Lorde?”
“Why?” Her eyes widen as her body jolts, and I know she didn’t expect that question. “Why me and not the others?”
CHAPTER 4
Soren
I can see from the look in his eyes that my answer is important to him. Adonis needs to know that while I’ve had the desire to be someone’s little girl, he’s the one I choose, and he wants that reason. One I normally wouldn’t tell another living soul.
“Your eyes.” I lift my hand, tracing the almond shape of his smoldering blue eyes. “They spoke to my soul. Three seconds, that’s how long I gazed into them, and I saw my entire future. I knew I’d found my Daddy.” His grin is disarming. The hand on my throat tightens and then relaxes like he doesn’t know whether he wants to let me go or not. “When you stood up for me, got shot for me, cupped my head and held me to your thigh, then got shot again, all of it just confirmed that you are the man meant to take care of me. Treat me like I’m yours and kill anyone who dares try to come between us.”
That was a lot more than I meant to say, but it’s what he needed to hear. If I want to keep Adonis, then he needs to know he can trust me above all others. And he can. I’d rather die than betray this man.
“Tell me your dirtiest, darkest fantasies. The ones locked away in this beautiful mind. I want the ones you don’t want me to know about, either. Tell me everything, my sweet princess.”
“All of it?” I whisper. I don’t know if I have the courage to give him everything. Not yet. He requires my trust, as I do his.
He ponders my question for a minute, the hand on my throat now stroking me, lulling me. Comforting me enough to relax my body beneath his.
“Start off easy, start off with what’s comfortable.” I can do that.
I give him a sharp nod, and he pulls back, taking the seat I found him in when I arrived. He pulls me up with him so I’m straddling his lap, his hardness digging between my thighs, thumping heavily with each breath against my clit.
Blue grunts as he climbs onto the couch, lays his head on my thigh and watches Adonis with restrained protectiveness. Adonis glares back at him.
“Well…” he prompts.
“I liked your hand…around my throat.” His eyes wander down to stare at where his hand was moments ago. “I read a book with that in it, how it intensifies the pleasure. I’d like it if you did it again.” He nods, one hand squeezing my hip while the other slides up my thigh. “Pain, I like…pain.”
My head drops as shame rolls through my body. I recognize that it’s not normal. It’s sick and twisted, and I shouldn’t want it, but I do. It’s a craving deep inside my soul.
“We can explore that. If you hadn’t noticed, I’m not opposed to it.” His words come off as teasing, but I feel like he’s just unlocked Pandora’s box.
