My Own Daddy (Daddy 1)

He ate at her for a few minutes and then surged up her body, thrusting his cock to the hilt into her cunt. Setting a fast pace, he tried without words to show her she was his.

Before long, both flew over the edge into a climax, crying out and clutching at each other.

Shaking and tired, Darian slid out of her and to the side. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly to his chest. He pressed a kiss to her forehead as he tried to gain control of his breathing.

He felt her relax against him. Her breathing evened out as she slid into sleep. “You are never leaving me. You know that, right?”

Larkin tensed, and her breath caught in her throat. “No, daddy. I would never choose to leave you.”

Darian heard her words, but the way she said them made fear spike inside of him and sent a jolt of pain to his mid-section that felt like a ball of barbed-wire in his gut.

“You would tell me if something was wrong, right, baby?”

Larkin looked up at him. “Yes, I would.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Good. I love you.”

Larkin cuddled down against him again. “I love you, too.”

A long time later, Darian stared up at the ceiling. He couldn’t seem to let go of the fear in his stomach of losing her a little at a time. He wouldn’t be able to survive it. He finally concluded he’d do whatever was necessary to keep her with him, and only then could he relax enough to fall asleep.

The End