Taking What He Wants

EPILOGUE

Well, time has passed as it is wont to do, I got my little peanut, Annabelle, she’s just a few months old but she’s already a spoilt princess.

The Escalante clan for all intents and purposes had taken up residence in our home, and I’m pretty sure that now with the baby here, it would take an act of the Almighty to get them out.

I have to literally fight to spend time with my wife and daughter, when it’s not them it’s my own parents, my poor kid never has a moment to herself unless daddy confiscates her and hides out somewhere, which we both enjoy.

Delia is…..flourishing, there’s no other word for it, she’s come a long way since we first met, she’s still my sweet shy girl who needs her daddy to look after her, but she’s cutting her teeth on one of her father’s companies and really loving it.

She shines.

Now the three nuts are talking about grooming my baby Belle to follow in their footsteps, I’m outnumbered and outgunned but I’m grateful that they’re here and that my wife gets to see first hand how much our daughter is loved. She’d told me her fears one night after making love, her fear that little peanut would grow up not feeling loved the way she had, I’d assured her that our daughter would have a vastly different upbringing than the one she’d suffered but I guess in this case seeing is believing.

On weekends I hijack my little peanut before the rest of the house wakes up, put her on her mom’s tit for her morning feeding while Delia is still between sleep and wake, and then we go for a drive.

That’s our bonding time because I know for sure as soon as we get back to the asylum, she’ll be snatched out of my arms and the three old women will start their fussing campaign.

At least I finally have my wife back with all their fussing over the baby and their talk of missing our on Delia’s childhood and making up for it with peanut she was given a reprieve.

As to the little drama in our lives, things had pretty much settled down, Delia had eventually been told what had transpired, which led to one of our biggest arguments to date.

Not because she found fault with the way we handled things, but because she wanted to contact Carl and Joann.

Celine as had been the plan had overdosed in that hotel room and wasn’t found until a few days later when the stench from her carcass had overpowered the guests on that floor.

I think the city buried her or something in pauper’s field since she was pretty much behind recognition and the name on the hotel sign in sheet was bogus. It was ruled and intentional suicide or some crap like that, who cares?

When Delia found out what Carl had done, and his guilt over the way he’d treated her her whole life, my softhearted girl wanted to reach out to both of them, him and her incubator.

I was totally against it but as I found in the last year, it was hard to deny her anything, I knew Joann would take care of that for me anyway, the woman was extremely bitter and will always be.

The first time Delia had gone to see her she’d tried to spit on her, even with her neck in a brace, paralyzed from the neck down, she’d tried to spit on her kid.

I’d been standing outside the door because there was no way I was going to let her go see that viper alone but I had no interest in seeing that bitch ever again so I’d stayed just outside the door.

I’d dragged Delia out of the room quickly after I’d heard Joann shouting obscenities at her.

That was the first and the last time she’d been there.

As for Carl, he was an entirely different story, he was so full of remorse that I almost felt sorry for him, almost.

Dylan Thorpe and his bitch Maura had also found themselves at the end of a nasty campaign to get them out of town.

What!

Did you think I’d forget that they’d been part of the scheme to separate me from my money and make me a laughingstock?

Hell no, last I heard they were in Arizona selling art at flea markets or some shit like that.

I still keep tabs on them because if the day should ever come that they get back on their feet, I will do everything in my power to destroy them again.

Delia exchanges letters with Carl every once in a while but I monitor that shit closely, it’s my job to protect her heart no matter what she says.

In the beginning she’d been worried about offending Vito, but he’d been somewhat more understanding than I, I guess it could be because Carl had been sent away for ten years, seems the law really frowns upon one of its own crossing the line even if it was military and not law enforcement.

Now we’re having one of our rare mornings alone, the baby is still asleep, the sun has yet to make it’s appearance and our side of the house is quiet.

“We haven’t played in a long time little girl.”

I whispered in her ear as my fingers were busy warming her up, she was wet and silky smooth inside as I strummed her.

Her little hand reached down and took my hardness as I rubbed my leaking cock head against her inner thigh.

“Get the rope babygirl.”

I could barely remove my fingers long enough to let her leave the bed.

Licking her sweetness from my fingers, I watched as she went to the chest to remove the binding rope.

“Come up here.”

Taking her tiny waist in my hands, I brought her over my face so I could first scent, then lick her.

Clutching her round ass cheeks in my hands I ate her out as she played with her tits.

The sight of her high, full breasts always made me want to cum all over her, my dick twitched at the image.

I grew even harder as she rode my tongue.

“Hmmmmm, so good.”

“Hold onto the bed.”

I tongue fucked her while using one hand to beat my meat.

“I want you to ride my cock, I need to fuck you hard, I haven’t fucked the shit out of you in way too long.”

I set her aside so I could tie her arms and legs in place first taking all control, I can do whatever I want with her body when she’s tied up like this.

I plan to.

With her hands tied to her ankles behind her I pulled her down on my jutting cock, pulling on the rope, making her pussy tighter.

She rode me up and down as her juices ran down onto my groin, her sweet pussy fitting me like a glove.

“Yeah babygirl ride that cock….sweet pussy.”

Her body shook as I fucked up into her with my hand wrapped around her throat choking and releasing so I could feel the answering twitch in her cunt.

Taking one of her nipples in my mouth I bit and pulled until she screamed and her milk burst onto my tongue.

“Ssh…take it.” I slapped her ass as I pulled her down roughly on my stiff cock, forcing my fullness into her tight pussy, enjoying the hot tightness.

The way her hands and feet were tied together behind her back made her even tighter and added just enough pain for her to be always on the edge.

I bit the choker of ownership around her neck.

“Mine, you’ll always be mine…say it.”

“I’m yours, only yours….oh yes…it’s so good, it’s too much….can’t stop….cumming.”

“Give me your mouth.”

She groaned as I kissed her, her pussy going wild on my cock as she came.

I increased the force of my thrusts as I too neared fulfillment, my cock beating inside her.

“I love you Delia Thornton, with all my heart.”

“Love you too Chase.” She could barley get the words out as her head fell back and she came again with a loud groan.

“Here it comes baby, I’m gonna flood your pussy with my cum.”

I came in her unprotected pussy knowing there was a chance I was breeding her sweet ass again.

The thought gave me new strength and I fucked through my orgasm, the burn of sweet pleasure pain making my body tremble.

“That’s round one.” I teased as I released her from her bonds.

“When I’m through with you your pussy won’t close for at least a day.”

She squeaked and cupped her pussy.

Yeah, like that was gonna stop me.

THE END