Page 60 of Bound to the Daddy

Even as I lay there, it still feels wrong. Luckily, I don’t have to think about it too much, because soon, Daddy Rex ties my ankles to the edges of the bed, rendering my lower half immobile.

“Hands above your head. I want to make this as easy for you as I can. You’re not the one being punished here. Brody is. If I take away your free will, it will allow your body to relax a bit.”

With a needy whine, I clasp my hands together and lift them high in the air. Just like with my ankles, he makes quick work of binding my wrists together and tied it to the edge of the bed. I lie there, spread eagle, while everyone watches.

It makes me feel wanton, naughty, and oh so delectable. All around me, I hear the quick intake of breath, the soft moans, and the nearly imperceptible grunts. The others seek their pleasure as I lie helpless on the bed.

Instead of making me feel dirty, it empowers me in a way I never expected. I revel in the feeling of their eyes roving my body. Even though I can’t see them, I know they’re there watching, waiting, and getting off to me.

Daddy Rex slides over onto the bed, making it dip ever so slightly. I blink up at him, wordless pleas hovering on my lips. He leans down and brushes his lips over mine, fucking my mouth with his demanding tongue.

Slick pours from my pussy, dampening the bed below. Brody’s blood-curdling screams of rage rend the air, making the scene all the more poignant. When Daddy Rex pulls away, my lips feel swollen and abused, just as I long to be.

I watch as he makes his way to the base of the bed and kneels between my thighs. His soft sigh flutters against my skin just moments before his hot mouth descends on my clit. Pleasure surges through me, making me incoherent.

“Yes,” I scream out, bucking my hips against his face.

“God, you taste like heaven,” he groans against my sensitive skin. “Like a forbidden dessert spread out just for me.”

He slides in a finger or two, fucking me ever so gently as his lips and tongue utterly destroy me. It’s a dichotomy that has my mind nearly splitting in two. The pleasure is unlike anything I’ve ever known before.

With Brody, his movements seem perfunctory, just enough to get me off, but nothing extra. Daddy Rex seems to savor me. He revels in the taste and feel of my pussy, groaning every so often as he devours me like I’m his last meal. It’s the difference between just going through the motions and actually enjoying it.

And Daddy Rex certainly enjoys eating my pussy.

It’s messy, sloppy, a mixture of saliva and slick as he runs his lips and tongue from my clit down to my entrance, where his fingers continue to pump in and out in an agonizing rhythm. No spot is left untouched as he consumes me.

“Oh, God,” I moan as everything tightens inside me.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Show Brody what it looks like to really come on an Alpha’s tongue.”

The tip of his tongue circles my clit, teasing me until I’m nearly feral with need. I grip my fingers together in a fist as I rock my hips up and down, desperate for release.

“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse and raspy with need. “Please, I need to come.”

“That’s it, sweet girl. Daddy loves hearing you beg.” He grazes my clit with his teeth, shooting shards of pleasure through my body so intensely, I freeze for a moment.

His tongue is now relentless, flicking back and forth as he concentrates on my clit. Moans pour from my lips as he quickens his pace with his fingers, curling them so he rocks against my G-spot with each thrust. Pleasure explodes over me, sizzling my synapses and melting my brain until I can no longer think.

My body tenses, every muscle squeezing so hard I feel like I’m about to break. A loud scream punctuates the air, filling my ears with its sound. It takes several moments before I realize it’s coming from me.

The sound just pours over me as my body writhes under his expert touch. Each stroke of his fingers, each lap of his tongue, sends shards of ecstasy skittering over my skin until I can’t take any more.

“That’s my good girl.” Looming over me, he makes a great show of taking off his shirt and then his pants, stripping for me like it’s our own private show.

His cock juts out, massive and hard. My mouth waters as I watch it jerk under my gaze. When he strokes himself, I go nearly insane with need. A bead of precum pearls at his tip, making my mouth water.

“I know what you want, sweet girl, but I’m not going to give you a single drop. Not until I’ve stuffed you so full of cum it drips from your pussy as you walk. I’m going to put a baby in you, someone who is worthy to take the name Rothsbourne.”

His words should frighten me, but oddly, it feels right. A calmness descends over my body as he positions himself in between my thighs. With his gaze locked onto me, he leans back and undoes the restraints to my legs, allowing my thighs to slide up around his hips.

“I’m going to fuck you now, princesses, and I’m going to knot that pretty pussy of yours.” He glances over his shoulder. “Wife or not, my knot will stretch you out until you can’t take any more of me.”

“God, please yes,” I beg, my body tingling from head to toe.

“Now then, sweet girl. Call me Daddy as I fuck this pretty little pussy in front of our son.” He notches the tip of his cock in my entrance, stretching me out around his girth.

“Oh. Oh. I-”

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