Daddy's Adorable Assassin (Daddy's Little Deviants)

“I love it.” My cries rang out as he pummeled inside me, his dick familiar with the passage he’d taken so often to get to the end of his journey. “I love your dick so much, Daddy.”

“Where does it belong, baby?”

“In my hole, Daddy. All my holes.”

I clung to him, tucking my face into his neck as he pulled me down from the counter and plunged inside me. I slipped the buttons out of the holes of his shirt and pushed the sleeves down his arms to reveal the wound, then lapped at the blood that trickled from it. I’d never tasted someone’s blood before today, but it felt fitting to take in what loss I’d caused him.

“Fuck, baby,” Hunter moaned. He hit my prostate, which triggered my release. I stiffened against him, tongue coated with blood, ass filled with his cock as he grunted, found my mouth, and kissed me, pumping me full of him.

My body felt bruised and broken. I leaned into him, my chest rising and falling hard. I closed my eyes and listened to the crazy thud of his heart.

We’d survived one more fight.

“Cosmo.” He hugged me to him. “Oh god, Cosmo, this is—”

“Us. This is us, Daddy. I don’t need explanations or apologies. And you won’t get any from me either. I just love you the way you are. Can you love me the way I am?”