Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
I’m going to give her what she needs, but fucking isn’t the only thing on my mind. I don’t like the tears in her eyes. I don’t like seeing her fear for my safety.
We aren’t leaving this room until she has her bravery back. Until she’s confident.
“Don’t go,” she sobs against my mouth. “There has to be another way.”
“There is no other way, baby,” I gather her skirt up around her hips, massaging her outer thighs, then up to her hips, squeezing, before slipping around to her taut ass, gripping and kneading it, memorizing every inch of her I can for the dark, lonely nights to come. “I would serve forever knowing you’re waiting for me.”
“No.” She rains kisses all over my face. “What if you get hurt?”
I consume her with a French kiss while dropping a hand to unfasten my pants, lowering my zipper to allow my cock to jut out, my sensitive head punching the seam of little cunt, causing her to cry out. “What do we say when you’re scared, Greta?”
“Nothing gets through you,” she whispers through swollen lips, her eyelids dropping to half-mast when I jerk aside the material of her underwear. “Not bullets, not acts of nature, not shrapnel or blades.”
“That’s right.” I mash our foreheads together, looking her in the eye while I pump my cock home between her smooth, welcoming thighs, my balls already hard as fucking rocks. “Daddy is going to come home to you.” I pull out halfway, driving myself back in while we both shudder, the hinges rattling to my left. “Daddy is going to come home from war to his little girl and her pretty, wet pussy. No one and nothing will stop him.”
“I love my Daddy,” she murmurs haltingly, because I’m thumping her harder now, her sexy ass smacking off the door. “I love him so much.”
“I can tell, baby. That little flex of muscle when I’m balls deep tells me everything I need to know.” Ah Jesus, here comes the groaning. I physically can’t stop myself from baying like a mating lion once she’s warmed up and taking all of me, her tightness stretched to capacity, suctioned around me like nobody’s business. I can do nothing but pin her to the door and pound my hard meat into her clenched fuck hole, her sexy catches of breath serenading my ear, her tits overflowing her neckline and shaking around. “While I’m gone, you keep these legs sealed up like a tomb. There will be no horseback riding until I’m home.” I bury my cock as deep as it will go and capture her chin, forcing it up. “I don’t even want a saddle in my place.” I thrust three times. “Nothing touches you here but me. Is that understood?”
“Yes,” she breathes, clenching around me, her legs restless, her back arched. “Yes, I promise. I promise. Do it harder!”
My hand slides from her chin down to her throat, clasping the delicate stem. “I’m warning you in advance, I’m going to come home from war and raid your body like a demon. You’re going to get my cock up, down and sideways before I’ve even taken off my muddy boots.” I’m shaking the door with violent fucks of my hips now, impaling my flushed and moaning princess to the door. “I might still kill him for touching your hand, Greta. So help me God. These hands are mine to warm in sleep, mine to top with a ring. They are the hands that will hold my children. No one else should ever touch them.”
“No one but you.”
“Who will guard you while I’m gone?” I bemoan into her neck, my voice cracking.
She lays kisses on my mouth, my cheeks, my chin, sweet to me even though I’m pummeling her like an out-of-control bastard. “I promise to keep myself safe,” she hiccups. “As long as you keep yourself safe, too.”
“I will,” I vow, slamming up between her legs now, panting, driven into a frenzy by how she tightens up like the devil, but her voice grows more angelic, that combination pushing me to my limit. “Take my seed, little girl. Grow it for me while I’m gone.”
She looks up at me through her lashes. “Better give me a lot, Daddy.”
Every muscle in my body is seized by a spasm and I frantically rub her clit with the licked pad of my thumb, her head falling backwards, our orgasms colliding, the door shaking loud enough to be heard back in Leidenstein, my roar muffled by her sweet neck, the soft innocence of her cunt twisting around me, ruining me, forcing me to acknowledge what I’ll be missing for a month, while also making me twice as determined to return to paradise while wave after wave of relief inundates me.
When our fevers cool and she’s full of my come, the excess dripping down her inner thighs, I press my lips to her forehead. “Tell me you believe in me. That nothing in this world or any other will keep me from returning to marry my princess.”