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"Show me how much you want me, Daddy," Mia whispered, her voice laced with need.

Jax felt a primal urge surge within him, filling him with a hunger that could only be sated by claiming her completely. But it was still too soon for that. He had to show her how much he cared about her needs first. He moved down her body, peppering her skin with kisses, nibbling at her neck and collarbone.

"Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" he murmured, kissing her stomach now, moving closer to her most sacred place. “Use your safeword, but hell, use any damn word you like to let me know if you don’t want it.”

"Please don't stop," she breathed, her voice a mix of anticipation and yearning.

As Jax went down on Mia, his tongue teased and tasted her, every flick and stroke calculated to bring her to the heights of pleasure. Her moans filled the tent, a chorus of ecstasy that fueled his own arousal.

"Fuck, Daddy," she gasped, her fingers clutching at the fabric of the sleeping bag as the waves of bliss crashed over her.

Jax continued to lavish attention on her, driven by the desire to make her feel cherished and adored. As he brought her closer and closer to the edge, he couldn't help but marvel at the trust she'd placed in him—the vulnerability that allowed them to share this intimate moment.

Jax's heartbeat roared in his ears, drowning out the sounds of the night beyond the tent. He watched Mia's face, flushed and slick with sweat, her eyes closed as she reveled in the sensations he elicited from her body. He loved the way she moved. He’d seen her moving at the club, of course, but this was different. These were the movements of real pleasure. She was writhing,bucking, arching her spine. She was taking everything she wanted from him, and he loved it.

When she finally came, she came hard . . . and loud. She dug her fingers into his shoulders, trembling like the very earth between them was shaking. And then . . . silence. Peace. A rebirth.

"Thank you, babygirl," he whispered against her skin, his voice full of reverence. "You're everything I could ever want."

"Again, Daddy," she panted, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Greedy girl," he teased, but his voice held nothing but affection. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead before trailing his lips down her throat, reveling in her shivers beneath him.

"Please, I need it," she begged, her fingers gripping his arms as he began to move once more. Jax couldn't resist her pleas, her vulnerability and trust igniting a fire inside him that demanded he give her everything she desired.

"Alright, sweetheart, just for you," he murmured, letting his tongue dance over her once more.

"Ah, fuck!" Mia cried out, her head thrown back as he licked her faster, each stroke sending her closer and closer back to that edge. She came faster this time, and although it wasn’t as loud, she seemed to tremble for a long time afterward.

"Jax,” she moaned, her speech slurred with postcoital drowsiness. “Daddy. That was the first time . . . those were the first times I ever . . .”

"Trust me," he whispered against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "Plenty more where that came from. I could kiss you forever, my angel."

As their breaths mingled in the still air of the tent, Jax pulled Mia close, cradling her against his chest. He could feel her heartpounding beneath her ribs, a steady rhythm that matched his own.

"Darling," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her hair.

"Daddy," she replied, her voice soft and full of gratitude.

“Let’s go check something out for a second,” Jax whispered, kissing the tip of her nose.

Together, they emerged from the tent, Mia wrapped in a blanket as they stood beneath the starry night sky. For a while, they were lost in the quiet beauty of the moment. The sounds of nature surrounded them: the rustle of leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, and the steady heartbeat of the forest itself.

"Stay with me forever?" Mia asked, her voice barely audible above the whisper of the wind.

"Forever and a day, babygirl," Jax promised, his arms tightening around her, holding her close as they watched the stars dance overhead.

"Jax?" Mia's voice was soft, barely audible above the rustle of leaves and the steady rhythm of their breathing.

"Mm-hmm?"

"How . . . how do you know when you're falling in love?" Her vulnerability caught him off guard, but there was an undeniable sincerity in her words that struck a chord deep within him.

Jax's heart stuttered in his chest, a warmth spreading through him at the thought of what they'd started building together. He ran his fingers lightly along her arm, feeling the goosebumps rise beneath his touch.

"Sometimes, it's just a feeling," he began, his voice low and tender. "Like when you see a smile or hear laughter. It's like a warmth that fills you up, making everything brighter and more alive."

Mia shifted closer to him, her green eyes searching his face for any hint of insincerity. But all she found was the truth reflected in his hazel gaze. "Is that how you feel about me?"

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