Angel (Love, Daddy 1)

“Jesus, baby, it’s so beautiful, I wish I could take a picture and save this forever.” The sight of her opening squeezing and taking my slick shaft is like a masterpiece. A few streaks of red shine through, and the thought of her virgin blood on my cock has me ready to spill.

“More,” she moans, and I grit my teeth when I see her eyes. That look tells me she means it. This connection right now, our eyes locked together as our bodies become one, makes her mine forever. I’ve never imagined this before, but she needs to know I’m never letting her go.

“You’re mine,” I rumble as I start fucking her faster. She lets out small yelping sounds with each drive forward, but her hips buck up to meet my motion. “Daddy’s never letting you go, Angel. Never.”

My words ignite us both and her head falls back as my body tightens. I ease my dick in and out, watching her pink snatch grip around me. We’re moving with each other, her body strung tight, arching her tits upward, and I can’t hold back. I lower my face and suck one nipple deep into my mouth, wanting her down my throat. And with that I feel her body explode and drench my cock, then she locks down until I can barely move.

But I’m done.

I shoot my cream inside her, imagining it coating her from the inside, filling every space with me. Marking her with my seed, and I already know no one else will ever be here but me. I want my scent on her always. Whenever she’s out in public, I want her to stink of me. I want to be sure everyone knows she is more than taken, she is possessed.

The sounds coming out of us both nearly shake the house down. I cum so long and hard I lose track of everything else except our bodies coupled together. I’m shaking like a bitch, and I fucking swear a tear comes down my cheek and soaks into my beard.

The walls of her cunt are doing something amazing, milking even more cum from my balls.

When I can finally see straight, I look down, searing this moment into my memory. The look on her face tells me what I need to know. She’s completely lost in this moment, unaware of anything other than being a vessel for my pleasure. I slip my tongue between her lips in a deep kiss, just as my dick drenches her cunt with one last shot of cum. But she’s already filled right up, no more space, no more room. It seeps out and drips down my balls.

Chapter Thirteen

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CHASTITY

“What time is it?” I mutter, half to myself knowing Magnus probably can’t hear me. “I feel like I have no idea how long I’ve been here. Is that normal? That I feel like this, so floaty and disconnected?”

Magnus is running water in the bathroom as I lay like a human form of Jell-O on the bed. The sheets are soaking under me, squelchy and damp from our sweat and our sex. On top of that, my body feels funny. I mean, it feels good, but it feels funny.

I’m naked, but I don’t feel exposed. Daddy has made me feel beautiful and natural like this. I’m not sure how he managed to do that so fast, but it’s liberating. Being cared for by such a brute of a man sets little fires in my heart. He’s bringing out the second warm, damp cloth to lay it on my battered pussy.

The length of each of his strides would be the same as four of mine. I barely noticed when he put his prostethic back on after he scooted to the side of the bed, but it catches my eye now and in a way it only makes him sexier to me.

The light streaming into the room hits him across the jaw and chest. The dark chest hair calling for my hands. It accents each of his square features, from his jaw to his chest to his abdominal muscles. But his lips seem to have fixed into a permanent, yet uneasy, smile. Like his face is still getting used to the idea.

I stretch my arms above my head as I lay diagonally across the massive bed, watching him coming my way. My eyes drop to where his cock has lost little of its size.

“Is it always hard?” I ask as he reaches the edge of the bed.

He gives me a narrow-eyed look. “Why are your legs closed, baby?” His voice deepens and I screw up my face as I try to look innocent.

“Sorry... I forgot?”

He releases a long, low breath, and I let my knees fall open. A twinge of searing pain hits me from the quick movement. He rubs his eye with one hand, taking a seat on the edge of the mattress.

“I know it will take time for you to understand and remember everything. But, you must always give Daddy a clear view of your pussy. Unless we are out, or I say otherwise... It’s one of the many ways you make me happy. And in turn, I will learn everything about what makes you happy. It’s my job in this world to give you that, to give you everything. All of it is yours.”

I see his eyes latch on as my body opens to him, and his cock thickens and jerks upward.

“Next time you forget, you will earn yourself a punishment. So try to remember it all, my Angel. Daddy doesn’t like to punish you, but I’ll do it anyway if I have to, because it’s my responsibility. Part of my commitment to help you be the very best you can be. I want everything good for you in this world, sweet girl.”

I wince and suck in a breath as he sets the warm cloth down between my spread legs.

“I’m sorry, princess. It will get better. I hate that it hurt you.”

“It’s okay, I like it. A lot. Having orgasms is amazing. I feel like glitter is exploding inside me.And...”

Magnus chuckles as he gently rubs the towel back and forth, making my body tense. He licks his top and bottom lips, watching the slow movement of his hand. “And what, baby?” His eyes follow the line of my body, up over my breasts, my chest, my face, until they lock onto mine.

“And I feel so close to you when it happens. It’s not just the feeling, you know? I want to crawl inside you and be part of you. I know, it’s stupid.” I shake my head and look away, heat rising to my cheeks.