Page 63 of Kneeling for Daddy
I cut her off with a sharp tug of her hair, baring her throat. My teeth find the delicate skin there, biting down until she moans. I suck hard enough to mark her, satisfaction flooding me at the sight of her skin claimed in my colors.
“Daddy. You’re my pet. My toy. My little slut,” I growl against her neck, every word slow and deliberate. “And I’m going to spend the night, and the rest of your life, fucking you like it. Just like you want me to.”
Her body shivers beneath me. She glares up at me, her voice breaking. “Then stop teasing me and prove it.”
My palm lands on the inside of her thigh, sharp enough to sting, making her gasp. “Careful with that mouth, little pet. Or do you want Daddy to spank your ass red before I even get inside you?”
Her pupils blow wide at my threat. “Please.”
Abruptly pulling her toward me, I bring my hand down hard against the lacy fabric covering her ass. A pained yelp blows over her lips as I swing again, my palm connecting twice in quick succession. I rub over her ass, the flesh already warm beneath my hand, as the flicker of rebellion in her eyes diminishes.
Easing her onto her back, I drag her panties down in one brutal motion, tearing the lace when it reaches the middle of her thighs. She’s bare beneath me, legs spread wide and glistening in the firelight. My cock throbs at the sight, hunger aching in my gut.
I slide two fingers teasingly over her pussy, savoring the way her breath hitches. Then I push inside her, stretching her, curling my fingers until she moans shamelessly. Watching her face, I fuck her with my hand and grind the heel of my palm against her clit. I bring her to the edge and deny her repeatedly until she is panting and her nails are clawing at the sheets.
Her eyes roll back as she teeters on the edge and whimpers, “Nik… Daddy… please… I can’t…”
“That’s it,” I rasp, relentlessly pumping faster. “Beg for me. Beg like a little slut. Let me hear how much you need it.”
She thrashes, needing to come so desperately she cries out, “I need you… I need your cock. Please fuck me!”
The sound of it nearly undoes me. I pull my fingers free and shove them between her lips. “Suck. Taste how fucking wet you are for me.”
She obeys instantly, eyes locked on mine as her tongue swirls around my fingers. My cock aches at the sight, at the feel of her mouth greedily sucking her sweet pussy from me. She’s perfect. Filthy. And she’smine.
I yank my hand free and strip my shirt over my head, tossing it aside. I drag down my pants before my shirt even hits the floor. My cock springs free, hard and heavy. Settling between her legs, I grip her chin, forcing her to look at me. “This is mine, too”—I firmly tap the head of my cock against her sensitive clit—“You don’t get to come until I say. You don’t get to fucking breathe without my permission. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice is a shaky whisper, but the submission in it makes my chest ache.
I smile, pressing the thick head of my cock against her soaked entrance. “Good girl. Now, let me ruin you.” The first thrust is brutal, stretching her around me in one merciless push. Ani cries out, her nails raking my shoulders and body arching to take me. I hold still, buried to the hilt, savoring the way her cunt clenches around me like she was made for me. “Fuck,” I groan against herneck. “So tight for me. So wet and ready. You missed my cock, didn’t you?”
She breathlessly answers, “Yes, Daddy…”
I pull back slowly, almost tender, then slam back in with enough force to rock the bed against the wall. She gasps, her legs wrapping around my waist instinctively. I grab her ass, holding her wide open as I set a brutal pace, each thrust harder than the last.
The sound of our bodies colliding fills the cabin, slick and obscene, mixing with her cries. I watch her falling apart beneath me—eyes glazed, lips parted, skin flushed, and absolutely fucking perfect.
“Look at you,” I growl, demanding her attention. “Spread wide for your Daddy. Moaning like a slut on her honeymoon. You might be my wife, but when I’m inside you, you’re nothing more than my filthy little pet who can’t get enough of my cock.”
My moan breaks into a sob, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I try to hold my stare and fight the orgasm he is demanding of me. “I can’t… I can’t…”
“Yes, you can,” he grits, his thrusts grow faster, sharper, and even more punishing. “You’ll take every inch I give you. You’ll beg me not to stop.”
My body grows rigid, the tension building fast. I clench tighter around him, fluttering on the edge. Suddenly, Nik slows, grinding deep into me instead of roughly bottoming out inside me. He drags his cock over the sweet spot of my walls until I’m trembling, my teeth grinding through my lip, hoping the pain will be enough of a distraction to keep me from coming.
“Don’t you dare,” he warns, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. “Don’t you fucking come until I say.”
A wail tears out of my throat as my hands fist in his hair. “Daddy, please! Please, I can’t hold it?—”
Nik pulls out of me almost completely, making me groan loudly , then thrusts back in with a punishing stroke. “Who owns this pussy?”
“You!” I cry, my body thrashing against him. “You, Daddy. It’s yours!”
“That’s right,” he snarls, slapping my thigh hard enough to cause tears to well in my eyes. “I own your pussy… your orgasms…you.”
My hips buck wildly, desperately chasing my climax. He pins my hips to the mattress with one hand and grips my throat lightly with the other. He owns me, and in this moment, I would do absolutely anything for him. Anything to get what Ineed.
“Please,” I beg, my voice strained with agony. “Please let me come, I’ll be good, I’ll do anything…”
