“No!” she manages to cry out as the man lazily rides her, fingers still moving in and out of her anal hole mercilessly. “No, no,” she cries.
“Just a moment, darling. Don’t be ridiculous,
” Daddy scoffs and opens the door.
She clenches her eyes shut and turns her face to the side, humiliation coursing through her at the thought of being seen like this. She wants to pretend nothing’s happening, but the sharp intake of breath from the door tells her that there are men there, watching her getting fucked like this.
“Come in and watch,” he says.
Her eyes shot open and turns to him in horror. He bares his teeth in an image of a smile.
“You’re such a pretty little slut, darling. It’d be a shame not to have an audience,” he tells her and tugs on her nipple, pulling at is as his free hand slides in and out of her anal hole, his knot keeping them locked firmly together.
What a sight she must be, naked and filled by the Werewolf’s knot, nipples pebbled and pink against her pale skin, tears and saliva on her face. She must smell horrible like arousal and come too. She can’t help but peek at the men lingering at her door and lets out a fearful whimper at the hungry gazes they are looking at her with, even her stepfather looks like he wants to consume her.
Epilogue
The truth of the matter is, he’s had his eyes on her ever since he saw her all those years ago, clinging to her mother’s leg like a frightened pup. Except he knows she’s not a pup and he’s only too clear of their age difference and how tiny she is compared to him. How tiny she will continue to be even as she grows older.
Her father is rabbit and her mother human, which is rare in it of itself. Female rabbits are known for their fertility, but male rabbit shifters are just as known for their inability to sire. And because rabbit offsprings tend to take after their fathers, rabbit shifters are so rare nowadays.
He had stayed away with the promise to return when she’s of age, but things have gotten in the way and then he simply- forgot.
He had only stumbled into the party by chance. Or perhaps it is fate that brought them together again.
He kept away in the beginning, wanting to observe and see, pick up conversation and figure out what she’s been up to all these years. Not much, from the looks of it. But fuck, has she grown up to be even more beautiful than he expected, all soft curves and pale skin, delicate glances and sweet voice drifting into his ears like an aphrodisiac.
“I would like to claim your daughter,” he tells John the moment she is out of earshot.
The man splutters for several moments. It’s unexpected, of course. John hasn’t expected him to show up tonight at all. He is in a position where he doesn’t need to play being friendly with anyone anymore.
To his surprise, Tom doesn’t leap to agree. Instead he says, “On one condition.”
He supposes it’s only fair that the man has a chance to see. He has had to watch her grow his entire life and she’s really such a sweet little thing, so irresistible and tempting.
He pushes her onto the bed and pins her down with his fingers around her wrist when she tries to cover herself between her legs with them.
She sobs softly, embarrassed by how much skin is being exposed. He cups her breasts with one hand and curls over her body, lazily sucking her nipple into his mouth.
“Ah, ah, ah, please, Daddy. Please,” she whimpers and John startles at the side.
Of course. John hadn’t known about his many kinks before he agreed to hand over his darling child. Step-child, he reminds himself quietly. He’ll let the man watch, but he’s not going to let him touch. There’s something completely perverse about letting him in the room in the first place, and though he doesn’t mind at all.
He smirks and pinches her clit, getting her nice and tight all over again.
“Ah, stop, stop, Daddy,” she begs, breath hitching in humiliation even as her thighs clamp around his hips in a weak attempt to pull him closer. “I can’t- I can’t come anymore, Daddy,” she whimpers.
“Baby,” he growls.” Spread your legs. You promised to be good, didn’t you? You asked for this yourself, remember? Practically begged me to fuck you.”
She sucks in a breath and shakes her head. “No, no,” she cries, tears trickling down the side of her face. It’s her own fault really. She’s so beautiful when she cries.
He growls at her and she whimpers, quieting her protest. She’s still crying softly, breathless little huffs when he flicks his fingers over her clit, but she’s no longer trying to push him away with her hands and is laying limp on the bed, body shivering and bucking up to him.
There’s something truly divine about making her do this for him. How easily she takes orders when she’s afraid. Humiliation is a beautiful look on her, coloring her cheeks and her chest a pretty shade of pink and red. He twists them around, giving their audience a better look of her naked body, so small and lithe on top of him. His hands cup her ass, fingers sliding into her anal hole and fingering her open, using his come to make her nice and wet there too.
Her pussy walls clench down on him. She’s so fucking tight.
The other werewolves are spread around them, but know better than to interrupt without permission.