Page 26 of Claimed By Daddy

“Daddy…” She gulps nervously.

“Daddy isn’t asking, princess,” I hoarsely whisper, gathering her wrists above her head and lightly pinning them to the mattress. “Do I need to hold you down and force myself into that tight little hole? Or are you going to be a good girl and let me play with what’s mine?”

Her eyes darting to the locked door and tugging against my hold, she pleads, “We can’t.”

With her hands in my left hand, I grip her hip with my right and ease myself inside her.Fucking perfection.“No, princess. Weshouldn’t,” I softly correct, inching deeper as she struggles to take me. “Now, be a good girl and let Daddy stretch you out so I can fill youup.”

“They’re gonna hear…” she gruffly whispers, her brows furrowing in worry as I sink inside her.

“If you don’t want them to know what a naughty girl you are, you better be quiet,” I grit, burying myself to the hilt and stifling my own moan. “Do you think you can be quiet while Daddy fucks you?” Biting her lower lip and staring up at me through her lashes, she timidly nods. She’s wrong—and I plan to prove it—but her gesture is hot as fucking hell.

Easing back, I slam the entirety of me into her with a single fast stroke. She lets out a gasping squeak as I bottom out inside her. I repeat the motion, steadily increasing the speed of my retreat until I’m driving into her to with sheer feral need. Her whimpers and cries grow louder with every brutal thrust. “You said you were going to be quiet for Daddy,” I pant, lacing my fingers and clamping my hands over her mouth and nose, muffling her cries and stealing her breath as I take her even harder. “We wouldn’t want anyone to hear the beautiful noises you make when you come for me.”

I fuck her savagely, needing to feel her quivering around me. Starved for oxygen, her orgasm comes hard and fast. The screams of her release heat my palms, and her entire body detonates beneath me. I thrust deep and still, buried to the hilt, enjoying the rhythmic convulsions of her walls around my cock.

Letting my laced fingers slide apart, my hands slide down her ruddy cheeks. Her chest heaves as she sucks a few desperate breaths into her starved lungs. “I’m sorry if I was too rough, princess,” I mumble against her lips, pressing my forehead tohers. “I’ve been thinking about making you come for fucking days, and I couldn’t fucking wait anymore.”

I drag my tongue between her lips and ease it into her mouth. Taking my time, I kiss her slow and deep—my hands roaming her body with my cock buried deep inside her. My kiss travels along her jaw until my lips are pressed below her ear. “Daddy wants to fuck both your pouty lips tonight,” I gravelly whisper in her ear, slipping my cock from her.

“I… Uh…” she stammers as I pull her up to her to a kneeling position and stand on the bed before her. With her lack of experience, I assumed she’d never sucked a cock before but her reaction confirms it. And I quite like the idea of being her first. Teaching her how to use her mouth to please me.And only me.

“I’ll talk you through it,” I encourage, stroking the side of her face and easing her onto her hands and knees. “Open those beautiful lips nice and wide for Daddy.” She promptly does as she’s told, the pale pink of her tongue darting out just far enough that the tip rests on her lower lip. With my hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, I place the head on her tongue and watch as her lips instinctively close around it. “Lick and suck the tang of your greedy cunt from me,” I instruct, pressing an inch more into her mouth so that my tip is resting on the flat of her warm, wet tongue.

She slowly licks at the underside of my shaft and lightly sucks her arousal from me. Her tongue swirls around my tip, and my hips buck forward from both the surprise and the finesse of her movement. “Fuck, you’re being such a good girl for me,” I praise as she begins tentatively bobbing her mouth overthe first few inches of me. “Opening so wide for me. And so fucking eager to learn how to suck my cock.”

With my hand lightly cupping the back of her head, I guide her movements—helping her to take me slow and steady. “Always so eager to please me,” I pant through labored breaths. “Is there anything you wouldn’t do for me?”

She slides her mouth up my shaft until my head is resting against her lips. “No, Daddy.” Her words vibrate against the sensitive tip of my cock. “I want to be a good girl for you.”

“You look so fucking beautiful on your knees with my cock in your mouth.” I dust my fingers along her jaw. “I can’t wait to teach you how to swallow me down your throat, so I can use this hole how I please, too.” She teasingly suckles on my tip, staring up at me with widening eyes. Reaching over her, I run my hand down her spine, my fingers trailing to her last virgin hole as she continues to suck me. “This one, too, princess.”

After pulling from her mouth, I press my lips to hers. I kiss her tenderly, my tongue slipping between them, as I ease her onto her back on the mattress. “I’ll try to be more gentle this time,” I half-heartedly promise, kissing down the length of her neck and sliding my saliva-coated cock into her pussy. A promise I don’t know if I’m capable of keeping.

“I fucking love being buried inside you,” Enzo groans against my neck, leisurely thrusting into me. “I can’t get enough of you. And I don’t know if I ever will.”

As I stare up at him, I can’t get enough either. Especially the way he looks at me—absolute adoration. Slowly closing the distance between us, he brushes his lips against mine and kisses me with the same languidity that he’s claiming my body. There’s no rush. Just slow, careful exploration—full of affection and desire. The connection we’ve ached for in the days since Cillian and Nikolai’s return when we couldn’t touch each other.

He worships me for what feels like hours, whispering his unfettered devotion—his hands and mouth explore my body as I come for him again and again. “Enz… Daddy…” I plead his name, the pleasure he’s providing slowly becoming almost unbearable.

“Just a little more for me,” Enzo peppers the words across my cheek, picking up his pace. “Can my good girl give me just a little bit more?”

I struggle to give him my answer, eventually squeaking out, “Yes, Daddy.”

Holding himself above me on one arm, he beams at me with pride. His fingers slip into my hair and he tenderly lifts my head—steering my gaze to where our bodies meet. “Watch your sweet pussy swallow my cock,” he demands, repeatedly thrusting every inch of his length into me. “Watch us as I fuck a baby into you.”

My body reacts to his words in ways I can’t even describe. Suddenly teetering at the edge of pleasure and pain again, I cry, “Please, Daddy.”

“Are you begging for my cum, princess? Do you want me to spill myself inside you?”

“Yes…” I pant with need.

His already dark eyes burn with hunger, and he breathlessly grits, “Tell me. Tell me how much you want it.”

“I want you to fill me,” I groan, my fingers digging into the rippling muscles of his back. “Fill me until I grow round for you.”

His eyes darken, and he drives into me without abandon. He slams into me for a few more thrusts and roars, “Fuck!” His cock throbs inside my quivering pussy as he violently spills into me. He lays my head on the mattress and engulfs me with his body, his lips immediately finding mine. His hand cups my cheek, and I rub my face deeper into his palm. “One day, princess…” he mumbles through our kiss, my heart swelling at the ridiculous notion. One he sounds so certain of.

His softening cock slides from me, and he rolls us both onto our sides. I press my hand to his chest, the steady beat of his heart pulsing against my palm. “This is crazy,” I exhale, as much to myself as to him. Because it is. The two of us simply being together is preposterous. The speed at which I’m falling for him—and him for me—is absolutely absurd. But it doesn’t matter how illogical it is, because there’s no stopping it.

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