Claiming His Virgin

She stirs and I watch as she reaches for me, before realizing I am not there. I love that the first thing she does is look for me. It makes me feel more powerful than any takedown can. “Hey you. What are you doing all the way over there?” Her sleep laden voice wakes my cock up.

“Watching you.”

“Why?” she asks, sitting up letting the sheet drop from her naked body. My mouth waters as her nipples pebble.

“You are beautiful.” I answer simply before getting up and removing my clothes. Leaning over, I take her mouth for a wet, hungry kiss before reaching into the side table and grabbing my cuffs. “Hands up and grab the bars, little girl.” The moment she wraps them around the headboard, I slap the cuffs around her wrists.

“What...” She stops, mouth agape when I slide the diamond on her finger. “Axel.” she gasps, tears filling her eyes.

“I know you are more than some spoiled little rich girl. I see your heart and the way you care about others. I love you so fucking much, baby. I am sorry that for even one minute you doubted the depth of my obsession, devotion and need, for you. I was holding back because of my family. My parents are cold, egotistical politicians. I want to protect you from them. From their cynicism and judgements. But, in trying to protect you, I left you with doubt and that is even worse. So forgive me. Let me show you everyday for the rest of our lives. Marry me, my sweet girl.” she cries into my shirt. “Are you going to answer me, baby girl?” she sniffs and looks up.

“Yes, Daddy. Yes, I will marry you.”

“Thank fuck.” I slide into her pussy and still for a moment as her heat envelopes me.

“Daddy, move,” she whines, rocking her pussy back and forth.

“Such a greedy little brat. You can wait and take what I give you,” I tease her. My tongue laves her nipples, biting each one over and over. She squeezes my cock and jizz leaks out of me.

“Please Daddy,” she begs. Her body is in heat. Grabbing her knees, I push them up and rut into her, my eyes never leaving the ring on her finger. The first sign that she belongs to me irrevocably. Seeing it, knowing she is going to be mine, destroys my ability to hold it in.

“Come, little girl. Come with Daddy. Bathe me in your cream.” I pinch her clit and she detonates, her body rising off the bed, meeting my final thrusts before I finish and fall beside her. I unlock the cuffs and rub her wrists. “Are you ok, baby?”

“Hmmm.” She snuggles into my side. She is such a kitten. “I am better than ok. I’m happy, Axe. I love you so much. I just hope you know that I don’t need anything but you.” This girl.

“Good because you are stuck with me now.”

“No one else I would want to be stuck to,” she whispers that last part before she is once again asleep. I have rescued dozens of people. Giving people back their lives and helping them have a second chance at happiness. I never thought it was in the cards for me...until her.

She is everything good, light and sweet in this world and I will guard her heart, spirit and love, with my life.

Epilogue

SAFFRON

Two Months Later

Meeting his parents was… Well, I don’t really know what to call it. They were cold, but nice enough to me. Poor Hannah on the other hand, that was tragic. They were horrible to her and I don’t know why. I almost said something several times but both Axel and Diesel stopped me with pretty much the same look. I’ve dealt with all kinds of people before, but I can’t put my finger on what’s wrong with these two. I’d say it’s the language barrier, but I speak perfect Italian. That was weeks ago now though. To say that I’ve limited contact with them would be an understatement. I even did a courthouse wedding instead of the one I’ve been dreaming about since I was a little girl, just so they wouldn’t come. Hannah is a sweet girl who was held longer than Kim and I. She deserves whatever happiness life can give her. So, we just had Diesel, Hannah, The Colonel, and us at the swiftest ceremony known to man. At the end of the day, I just wanted to be his wife and that’s what I got.

Now, we are flying somewhere over Florida headed to Key West. International travel is out since I still haven’t gotten my replacement passport, but honestly I’ve had enough of that shit to last a lifetime. I haven’t been feeling great the past few mornings and I just feel different. As soon as we land, we head into the duty-free shop and I grab a ginger ale. I pass by the little section of personal items and as soon I see the pregnancy test, it dawns on me. That’s probably what’s going on. I mean, my husband is an animal and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I tuck my purchase in my bag and decide to take the test in the privacy of the hotel room.