Claiming His Virgin

“Feels so good, Daddy,” she keens lifting off the bed. “Oh, God.” Her pussy contracts and I know she is about to cum. Smack. Smack. I hit her pussy and her ass.

“Who the fuck told you it was okay to come?” My dirty little girl gushes all over my cock.

“Axe!” she screams as her eyes roll into the back of her head. My mouth swallows her cries, my tongue feeding my need to be inside of every inch of her. Gasping for air, her body hasn’t stopped rutting against mine, even as I hold her legs to her chest and pummel her.

“Fucking love this pussy, baby. My pussy. MINE!” My final words before I shoot my jizz inside of her, once again praying for a chance to bind her to me in more than name. I look down and see she has passed out, as usual. “Loving you is dangerous, baby girl, but I can't stop now.” I whisper in her ear before kissing her forehead and walking into the kitchen. My mind is moving things around, trying to figure out how to fit her into my life. I know she is used to a certain lifestyle, and the life I live won’t accommodate. My brother and I vowed to value different things than our family and that is what we are doing.

Speaking of my brother. Picking up my phone I see I have no missed calls from him and that doesn’t sit well with me. Pulling up my email, I see the report I had run on the girl he brought back has been returned and it further raises alarms that her name comes up nowhere. There is no Hannah Greene anywhere. Fuck this. Grabbing my jacket and keys, I jump in my truck and drive over to his house.

My brother and I have always been close. He is a year older than me, but it never stopped him from including me in everything and looking out for me. I know him… well, I thought I did. Pulling up to his house, I see his car is in the driveway. Like I do anytime I come here, I check around the perimeter of his house and make sure nothing looks amiss. When I am sure everything is okay, I ring the bell. Normally I would use my key and walk in, but somehow, this doesn’t seem like the right time for that. “Who is it?” he shouts before opening the door. “Axe. My little brother.” he motions for me to come in. I walk in, my eyes searching for her and anything out of place.

“Diesel. You have been unusually quiet since we got back. I was concerned.” I don’t want to flat out tell him I think this girl is bad news.

“I am the older brother. I can take care of myself.” He says it like he is joking, but I hear the underlying warning to mind my own business.

“I have never doubted that, but you haven’t been yourself. First you compromise a mission we have been planning, and then you go radio silent at a time when we need to be more vocal. I mean what do you really know about this girl?” He crosses his arms and gives me the backoff glare, but he's my damn brother. I will always look out for him. “Seriously, D. I ran her name. There isn’t a Hannah Greene anywhere that fits her description. What if she was there as a plant, to lead the Cartel back to us?” I am about to press the issue when ‘she’ comes to the door.

“Is everything ok?” she asks, her voice meek and small. I turn to address her but am thwarted.

“Turn the fuck around. Don’t look at her,” he barks at me before blocking my view. I want to be pissed that he is obviously pushing me away for her, but I have my own little one to protect now, so as much as I don’t agree with this, I get it. “Mouse, everything is fine. Go put some clothes on,” he instructs her before turning to me.

“Yes, Sir.” My eyes jump to his and my eyebrow raises. Seems I am not the only one with a type.

“For the last fucking time, little bro. Mind your business. When I need you, I will let you know.” with that he closes the door. I am barely in my car when I ring the Colonel.

“Axe.”

“Sir. I just left Diesel’s. Dumb fuck if balls deep in it. Literally.”

“That’s three for three,” he chuckles before clearing his throat. “Did you try to talk to him?”

“Yes. Told me to mind my fucking business before kicking me out.” I am so pissed.

“Alright. You stay out of it. I don’t need you and your brother fighting. I will handle it. How is everything on your end? Any rumblings?”