Please, Daddy (Jackson Family 2)

DARREN

Later that night, I fed Juliana her dinner. She had been doing so good today. She woke up sick, but after drinking some water and eating a few crackers, she was doing okay and was now hungry again.

She parted those fuckable lips when I raised the fork to her mouth. I groaned as she wrapped them around the utensil, a blush staining her pretty cheeks.

“So beautiful,” I murmured.

She really was. With that pretty blush staining her cheeks, the flames from the fire reflected in her eyes, and her hair falling loosely around her shoulders, she was easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid my fucking eyes on.

And even better? She was all mine.

“I’m full,” she said softly when I got ready to feed her another piece of meat. She’d eaten most of her food, so I quickly finished off the remainder of the rabbit. Juliana laid down on the mattress, her eyes on the flames in front of her. After I was finished eating, I laid down beside her and pulled her into my arms.

“Do you know any fairytales?” she quietly asked me.

“I know a couple,” I softly told her. I ran my hand over her dark hair. “Red Riding Hood is one of my favorites.”

“Can you tell me the story?”

I pressed my lips to her forehead before resting my chin on the top of her head, tucking her body closer to mine. I dived into the story, my deep voice rumbling through the otherwise silent cabin. As I spoke, I ran the tips of my fingers up and down her spine.

It wasn’t long before her soft, even breaths were hitting my chest. With a sigh, I held her tighter, pulling the blankets tighter around us. I could feel the chill in the air against my back, but I would deal. I wanted Juliana as warm as possible, so while we were here, she would sleep on the side of the mattress closest to the fire, and I would sleep on the other side of her.

She was all that mattered: her comfort, her safety – fucking everything about her.

Jaxon stepped into the cabin, his boots not making any sound on the hardwood floors. I turned my head to look at him.

“Heard the silence,” he whispered in explanation. “Figured she was sleeping.” I nodded. “No changes yet. James is still working to hunt him down. Be prepared for an extended stay.”

I nodded once. He slipped back out of the cabin, quietly shutting the door back behind him. I tucked Juliana’s head back under my chin and closed my eyes, preparing myself to get a few hours of sleep before I needed to get up and go get us something for breakfast.

~*~*~

I moaned low in my throat when I felt Juliana’s soft hand wrap around the base of my cock. She slid her hand up, using my precum to lubricate her hand.

“Woman,” I rumbled, slowly opening my eyes to look down at her.

She shot me a flirty smile and flicked her tongue out over her lips. I narrowed my eyes at her. “Unless you’re trying to get fucked into a small coma, I suggest you stop, little girl.”

“I want to play, Daddy,” she begged.

Fuck.

I gently forced her onto her back. She was already naked, the little vixen. I had no idea when she’d shed her clothes while I was sleeping, but she had to have been extra stealthy to not have woken me up.

I stripped my clothes off before snatching her bra from the floor, using it to bind her wrists behind her back. With her hands beneath her, it thrust her chest up, those perky tits begging for my mouth.

I leaned down, drawing one rose-colored nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, laving my tongue over it before doing the same to the other. She moaned and writhed beneath me, bringing her hips up to rub against my cock.

I gripped her hip and shoved her body back down, anchoring her hips to the mattress. Leaning up, I hovered over her. “You want to play, little girl, then it’s on my terms,” I reminded her. She whined low in her throat. “You’re under my control, baby girl.” I pinched and rolled her nipple, making her softly cry out. “I’m in control of you.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she breathlessly responded.

“Good girl,” I growled before leaning down to bite the side of one of her breasts, lightly breaking the skin before sucking at that same spot. The pain drove her nuts, soft cries and begs for more falling from her lips. I didn’t disappoint. I did it again next to that spot, marking her body as mine.

As I sucked hard on the spot I’d just bitten, I drove my fingers inside of her. Fuck, she was so hot and wet, and her walls clutched at my fingers, tightening around them.

“Greedy little thing, aren’t you?” I rasped, laving my tongue over her nipple before sucking hard on it.

“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned. “I’m always greedy for your touch.”

Fuck me.

I finger fucked her hard, screwing my fingers up into her over and over, paying the same attention to her right breast as I had her left, biting, sucking, licking until she was begging me to let her come.

I quickly withdrew my fingers from her tight, wet cunt and sucked them clean.

So fucking sweet.

I flipped her onto her stomach and yanked her ass into the air before sliding deep inside of her.

“Oh, God,” she whimpered.

“Not God, baby girl,” I growled, leaning over her. “Who’s inside of you, little girl? Who owns you?”

“You, Daddy. Only you.”

“Good girl,” I praised.

I curled my arm under her hips and circled her clit. “Don’t hold back, you hear me? I want you to soak my dick, little girl. I want you so fucking wet that your cum is dripping down my legs.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned.

I fucked her hard. I fucked her fast, driving my cock deep inside of her with each thrust. My needy, little girl thrust that ass back every time I drove forward. Her screams echoed off the walls as I played with her clit.

And she didn’t disappoint. She did just as I told her to do.

My legs were slick with her cum. My fingers were fucking soaked. Her voice was hoarse from her screams, her body shaking, but she was keeping up, still somehow begging me for more, begging me to never stop.

By the time I released inside of her, I was fucking exhausted. I untied her wrists and gently laid her down on top of the blankets. I cleaned her up the best I could before dressing her in one of my long-sleeved shirts. After, I cuddled with her, telling her the story of Red Riding Hood again until she slowly fell back asleep in my arms.

I didn’t have much for aftercare out here in the fucking wilderness, but I vowed to do the best with what I had. And if all I could do was cuddle with her and tell her a children’s story, I would do that.

She was my baby girl – mine to love, to protect, to keep. And I would always do my damnest to never let her down.