Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
"Daddy," she sobs, clinging to my shoulders as her knees tremble and shake.
"Nothing daddy does to you is bad, princess," I growl against her pussy. "Nothing I feel for you is bad." I lap at her clit, fingering her tight little hole at the same time. "I'm a goddamn king between these legs." I eat her for several moments, driving her higher, higher, higher. "You're the reason my heart beats, baby doll. Since the moment I met you, I've loved you wildly, obsessively. I don't give a fuck if I'm too old for you. You're mine. This little princess cunt belongs to daddy."
"Yes!" she cries. "Oh, yes, daddy."
"You belong to daddy," I growl.
She cries out, coming apart around my fingers. I work her through it, coaxing every last drop from her body, teasing her little clit until she's whimpering, her legs threatening to buckle. And then I scoop her up into my arms, dragging her down into my lap.
She drapes across me like a sweet little blanket, all sweaty and panting for breath.
"I didn't tell your uncle that I'm marrying you because I feel obligated," I murmur into her hair. "I didn't say it in the heat of the moment either. I need you to marry me, princess. Until you're tied to me in every way humanly possible, daddy won't rest." I run my nose across her crown, breathing her in. "I need to belong to you, Devin. Marry me, baby doll. Please, let me be your daddy for the rest of your life."
"You already belong to me," she whispers.
"Fuck," I growl, my dick jerking against my zipper. Hearing her stake her claim on me is sexy as hell. I fucking love it. "Lift up."
She obediently lifts her hips, allowing me to reach between us to undo my pants, I pull my cock out, hissing in relief. I'm so fucking hard it hurts. She moans when I line up at her entrance.
"Ride me, princess," I murmur. "Fuck yourself with daddy's cock like a good girl."
She immediately sinks down on me, taking me all the way to the hilt. We moan together, writhing in ecstasy in the middle of the floor. Fucking hell, I can't get enough of her. A lifetime together isn't going to be long enough. I want—need—more than that. An eternity, and whatever comes after that. I'll stitch us into one soul, make her a part of me permanently.
"Marry me," I groan, notching my hands at her waist to help lift her up and down my cock. "Marry me, princess."
"Tell me again," she demands.
I don't have to ask to know what she wants to hear. I know her. God, I know this girl like I know the back of my hand. She exists on pure love. It runs through her veins instead of blood. It's what feeds her, fuels her, sustains her. And mine is her favorite flavor.
"I love you."
She cries out in ecstasy.
"I love you." I lift her higher, drop her harder. Until I feel like I'm flying. "I love you."
"Yes, daddy," she sobs, breaking for me. "Yes, yes, yes."
She breaks me too. Cracks me wide open and sweeps into every crevice remaining in my heart and soul. They light up like the sun, my obsession with her growing, growing, so vast it's overwhelming. And still it's not enough. Still, I want more of her. Until she runs through my veins and I exist purely on her. Her love, her light, her smiles.
I flip her onto her back with a roar, throwing her legs up over my shoulders. And then daddy really goes to work. My hips crash into hers, my balls slapping her ass as I fuck my way into her soul, claiming every inch of her along the way. She screams her pleasure, clawing my arms, begging for more, more.
It's a good thing we have the place to ourselves because my princess is a dirty little girl. She demands everything I have, begging for me to go harder, to fuck her deeper. I bite her nipples, tormenting them with pleasure and pain that only spurs her on. I'm rough with her, rougher than I should be. She loves every damn minute of it.
We come together, her screams of ecstasy echoing around the room. I lose track of everything but her as her cunt locks down on me and daddy echoes in the corners. I slump against her, holding my weight off her on my forearms. Even though I'm exhausted, I can't stop touching her, though. I run my hands all over her curvy body, placing worshipful kisses everywhere I can reach.
"I love you," I pant between kisses. "I love you. You did so good. God, princess. Daddy loves you so fucking much."
"Mm," she purrs in that sweet voice that never fails to wreck me. "I love you too, daddy."