I watch from the shadows as Lilith hands my future wife a check from her portion of the auction. “That’s right, little angel. You are worth that and more.” I whisper, making sure she doesn’t see me. She deserves to be draped in diamonds and gold like that teasing lingerie she is wearing. I ache to see her bare nipples and pussy, as diamond necklaces fall around her neck, making her glitter and shine. Oh yes. She is going to be acquainted with decadence like no other. It is the least I can do since I am going to fuck her stupid and put my daughter in her belly. Tonight.
Christ, I’m a pig. My cock spurts in my pants as the picture of her greeting me in our bedroom when I walk in, in nothing but the jewels I have given her and her ripe, round stomach, as her pussy drips and coats her thighs. That I just came in my pants lusting after barely legal pussy would embarrass a lesser man. Not me. Not when I know she was given to me.
I watch as she and the owner share a moment and make a mental note to look into her more. There is something about the way she regards my angel that hints at more than just someone who helped her out and as her man, even though she doesn’t know it, it is my job to protect her, and I intend to do just that.
Finally, Lilith walks away, and I take my opening. She is so busy gaping at the check in her hand, she doesn’t hear me approach. “Good evening, Angel.” I say inches from her shoulder, my mouth in her ear. She gasps and jumps. My hands settle on her hips, keeping her from falling. “Easy little one. I didn’t mean to scare you.” she clutches her chest as she catches her breath, bringing attention to her titties that are still not covered up but by scrapes. I am not sure if she recognizes me until she utters her next words.
“It was you?” she says so low I almost miss it.
“Yes, sweet Angel. It was me.”
“But why? Why would you bid on me when it is my father that owes you? I mean, I did this so I could pay you his debt and be free from his mistakes.” her eyes water as she looks at me in confusion. I move her hair from her face, annoyed when it falls over her eyes, keeping them from being on me.
“Simple. I saw you. I wanted you. I got you.”
“But what about…”
“Your father is a grown man who made his bed, and I will be damned if he puts his debt on you. You owe me nothing but what is between your legs, little one. For starters.” I mumble the last part, not wanting to scare her.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“There is nothing to say. You are mine.” I know in her mind she is thinking for the night, but there is no way I am going to let her go. I am going to breed her like a horse tonight and make sure she can never leave me. She will be my most guarded possession. Holding my hand out, I wait for her to take it.
“Oh, wait. I can’t come with you tonight. I have to get my little sister from the nursery downstairs. She has already been there far too long. I don’t want to be away from her for another night. Perhaps we can make plans for one day this week when I can arrange a babysitter?” Hell no. This need I have to be balls deep inside of her will not wait. However, I get her protecting and caring for her sister. I did the same thing when we ran from my father. My little brother and mother were my priority.
“I will arrange everything. We will pick up your sister together and by the time we get to my home, a nanny will be waiting for her. But this…us…will not wait, little Angel. Now come.” I say draping my suit jacket over her. I will cut the eyes out of anyone who sees her like this. With those words I turn and walk toward the door, knowing if I we stay another second, I am going to throw her on the couch in the dressing room and take that cherry right there.
I hear her heels in step with mine and find myself counting the paces until we are alone. My driver gets out to open the door, but I put my hand out stopping him. Though I have draped my coat over her, it grates me to have another man so close to her, barely covered. She slides in, her body language obviously scared and unsure. But I smell something else. Desire. Interesting. So, my little Angel likes the unknown, does she?