by Wyatt, Dani
I stiffen my tongue and let her arousal flow into my mouth, swallowing every drop she is willing to give me. Slipping my thumb up to her clit, I swirl it in slow circles through her dew until her body releases a gush of her pleasure all over my face and she rides my beard like it is the last bull at the championship rodeo. I don’t stop there, either, I bring her to orgasm two more times before easing up.
The tasty river that her body gives me is not wasted, even though I have to suck, lick, and swallow faster and faster to keep up.
Before she can finish her last spasm, I reach up and grab her with both hands, flipping her up and over onto all fours while she is still moaning and shaking.
“Time to give Daddy what he needs,” I grunt as I tangle my fingers into her hair and shove her, face down, into the bedding, getting her body in the exact position I need. “From now on, when I say ‘ass up head down,’ this is what it means. And you better do it every damn time, got it?”
My words are harsh, but even this part of me is filled with love for her. I only pray she understands these parts of me are only hers. They are part of the intimate bond that we will share together, just we two, from this day forward.
“Yes, Daddy,” she manages, panting and arranging her hands straight up on the bedding above her head.
“Good girl.” I swipe one hand down my beard, feeling the soaking wetness she’s left there, and my heart thunders in my chest. I’m sure she’s sore but what I see in her eyes tells me she will give me whatever I need, and she’ll do it willingly.
There’s a caveman inside of me who’s no longer able to be restrained. With one hand still locked in her hair, I tug backward and glory in the wince she allows herself.
On a throaty chuckle, I look down and see the way her body is open to me. Her pink gash is dripping and in all its beauty, but it’s the dark circle above that sends a new rush of blood to my already iron-hard dick.
I reach down with my free hand and grab her cunt, digging my fingers in and listening to the whimper from below.
“Mine. All mine.” I slip my hand up and down a few times, retrieving her lubrication, then spread it on the painfully hard head of my erection. “Your ass is begging to be fucked, Lamb. Can you hear it?” I tease as I release my hand from myself and bring my slick thumb to her tight back door.
I run it around and watch her body tense. Glancing down, I see her lips fall open and her eyes close as she anticipates what will come next but makes no move to stop it.
Perfect. She’s giving herself to me, just as it should be. As I’ve always dreamed.
Once I know she will give me no objection, I push her farther. Grabbing my dick, I gently place it at her back entrance. My pleasure only increases when she stalls her breathing, waiting for what comes next.
As I tease her, I drop my hand from her hair and run it down the indent of her spine, watching the goosebumps rise. When she eases her ass back just a little, I know it’s time to quit teasing her.
“This ass will do as I please, but I won’t take you here today. Daddy loves you, and it will take time before your body is ready for that. But, make no mistake, I will be inside you here before long.”
“We’ll see about that.” A mischievous smile crests her lips, and I know just how to deal with that sassy mouth of hers.
I don’t ease my cock inside her. Instead, I line it up with her dripping slit and take her breath away in one thrust.
She winces, and the civilized man in me feels bad for a second, but the Neanderthal is leading the charge.
It doesn’t take long before my little lamb’s hissing turns to gasps and moans. The moans turn deeper, sounding like they are coming from somewhere in her soul, and it drives my movements into near frenzy.
Brinna moves with me and feeling the way her body sheathes my cock like a glove is pure perfection. She is made for me. As my sweet little virgin lamb begins to fuck backward into me like an animal, I know she must feel the same.
“Take what you need,” I urge her on as I still my own manic motion and let her take point.
Looking down to see her fine ass slapping and shaking as she moves back and forth in rhythm is a sight to fucking behold. Add to that the way she gushes as she cums and I can’t help but lean over to kiss her shoulder blades, running my tongue between them and down the indent of her spine as her inner walls clench and release over and over, pulling the cum up from my balls.
I reach around, grabbing a tit in each hand and twirling her nipples while I kiss her between her shoulders. Her noises turn. There are alternating whimpers that indicate pain, and I’m not surprised. There is no fucking doubt in my mind that my dick has never been this hard. I know I’m thicker and longer than I’ve ever been and even in the past I was a lot to take.
For my sweet fresh girl, I know she has to be hurting.
“Shhhhh, slow down. Daddy’s right here. We have all the time in the world,” I assure her and try to slow her frantic pace.
“It feels so good.” It sounds like she’s about to cry and I release the weight of her amazing tits and run my hands lovingly down her back until they rest on the ample sides of her hips.
“It does. I know.” I hold her steady, freezing our movements, and look down to see my length buried inside her. The way her body spreads around my girth looks obscene. Something inside of her is magic because even as I hold us together, unmoving inside of her, she’s still stroking me off.
I reach one hand around to caress her pussy while I slowly draw back and slip gently in and then out of her. The tight grip she’s got on my cock barely releases, and I have to fight to get myself moving just those few inches.
“Relax, baby. What’s wrong?” I sense a shift in her. The way she keeps tightening her muscles from inside and there’s a different energy in the air.
“I don’t know.” Her words crack, and I look down to see a tear squeeze out from the corner of her eye and traverse down her nose until she licks it off her top lip. “I’m so happy and so sad. I have just wanted this for so long, and now, all I can think of is what if this is just—” More tears and I feel like my heart is shattering in a million pieces.
“Baby, please don’t cry.” I manage. “Just what? Tell me...”
“What if this is just one time. What if you don’t really want me. Like all of me, all the time. What if you change—”
I cut her off with a harsh slap on her ass, and she draws a sharp breath. I’m putting an end to that sort of bullshit thinking right here and now. My girl will know better than to ever doubt me. I will earn that over time, but it starts right now.
“Did you not fucking listen to everything I’ve said to you tonight?” The tears stop for the moment on the shock of the slap, and I would do anything to never see her cry again. “This is not a one-time thing. You and me? We are us, now and forever. That’s the only way, Lamb. The only way. Now stop, I need you to cum on my cock a few more times. That’s what I need, and your job is to give it to me.”
I bring my hand up from her dripping snatch and center a finger on her back entrance again while I start to fuck the cry out of her. That snaps her back in line and as her ass shifts back onto me. I slip the single digit into her asshole.
She lets out a yelp and flings her head to the other side, then back again. Shimmering hair flies in the air and coils in a mess around her face and on the bed. Sounds I’ve never heard come out of my little girl, and she turns pure animal.
We are both nearly out of control, beating back and forth on each other. The head of my dick bottoms out inside her and instead of slowing down I speed up and Brinna follows each of my movements instep.
Instinct takes over, and I lay another hard slap on her ass, then watch the red handprint rise. The sight of my mark there only throws me into more of a frenzy.
“Daddy.” She chokes out as her pussy locks down and a gush of her juice coats my cock. She’s howling when I press a second finger inside of her, and one orgasm can’t be separated from the next.
“Say it again,” I demand.
“Daddy. My Daddy.”
A fury rises in me, and I slap her flesh again as I thrust into her, going as deep and as hard as humanly possible. Just as I feel her body start to melt and give out under me, I let myself go.
“My good girl,” I grit out as my orgasm blinds me.
I think I cum more than I have in a lifetime. It seems never-ending, and I say a silent prayer, wishing it never will.
Nothing has ever felt like this. Nothing before could compare to what we are doing here. Maybe I’ve had sex before, but this isn’t sex. This is a bonding. Beyond lovemaking, beyond anything physical.
As I come, I roar and shake, delivering directly into her body everything I’ve been saving just for her. My heart, my soul, my purpose in life.
They all belong to her now.
Chapter Five
Brinna
LAYING HERE, WATCHING Ace breathe, I can’t remember ever being so happy. We made love through the night. He was insatiable. Much to my surprise, so was I.
Even in my dreams, I wanted him inside me. I’d slip into a moment of slumber, wrapped tightly in his arms, only to wake with his voice in my ear and his manhood sliding back into my drenched sex.
The sheets are ruined. They will have to be burned, I think. I’d heard about female ejaculation and the whole squirting thing, but honestly, I figured it was just a bunch of bunk.
Not. The. Case.
In between all the sex, Ace fed me and made me drink bottles of water. He fucked me and cared for me so passionately, and I am utterly addicted.
As well, for the first time in longer than I can remember, I’m at peace. Ace has taken great care of me these years, but there was always this undercurrent of anxiety. The unknown and what could happen next. I had no one else in the world. I never felt grounded until now. It’s as though we’ve closed the final part of the circle and I can’t imagine ever going back.
Ace is finally sleeping like a dead man, and I can understand why. When someone says ‘stamina,’ Ace’s face should pop up because I do not think his cock was less than steel-pole hard since the first time he dropped his pants and I saw what I’d been imagining all these years.
I shift a bit under his heavy arm, trying to ease the aching down below. When I move, Ace’s arms answer by pulling me tighter. He has not left me untouched unless he went to the kitchen to get me something. If we are in the room together, he is touching me, and it is so comforting that I can’t imagine being without him.
This is a night I will remember forever. I don’t want it to end, but the sun is reminding me that no matter how much I want to freeze this moment in time, life goes on. I know Ace has one of his meetings today. He never misses them. He’s always been quiet and private until our breakthrough last night, but I do wonder where he goes twice a week.
Occasionally, he’ll mutter that they are meetings and that he has to take care of business. I don’t know what he has to meet about; I mean, we have everything we need right here, and these are longer than just a quick chat. Nine in the morning until four-thirty in the afternoon, once a week for the last year, regular as clockwork. Occasionally on a Saturday night as well, five thirty until ten. All I know is, if I try to push him on it he clams up, so I’ve learned to just let it go. I trust him, I really do. If it were anything I needed to know, he’d tell me.
He’s never shared much about his life before we met. Or since. We’ve existed here in our bubble, and most of what we’ve always talked about is me. I know a little bit about his career as a bomb specialist in the Marine Corp. I know about the injury to his leg, but not how it happened or why he had to leave.
I never quite grasped that until now. I would ask Ace questions over the years, but his answers were always surface level. No detail or depth, and I took it as part of him telling me to keep my distance.
I’ve known for a long time that I loved Ace. Now that love has been turned up to a level that scares me. It’s as if what we did last night dipped all my feelings into gasoline and lit them on fire. This man could crush my soul.
I swallow hard and sigh, wanting so badly to turn to his ear and tell him I love him. I want to hear him say the words back to me, a thousand times, and I wonder if someday I will believe him completely.
I secretly hope he will not leave me today for his meeting, but I also told Michaela that I would meet her in town at her new apartment. I even made her WHAT IS HER CRAFTING QUIRK, and I do want to see her and her new place. Being apart from Ace for the afternoon may be a good thing anyway. Give us both a chance to breathe and consider before we come back together. Make sure this all wasn’t just a haze of opportunity or something else.
There is just something inside me, my own insecurity, that stabs doubt into even this perfect night. How could a man like Ace want and love a girl like me? What do I have to offer him? I shake away the doubt as best I can, even as Ace’s arms lockdown and he shifts in his sleep, placing his lips on my neck and kissing me there.
My belly flutters at the thought of all the kisses he placed all over my body last night. He said he was claiming every inch of me, that I belonged to Daddy now. He said I was the most beautiful girl in the world and my heart popped at the thought.
The ways he touched me made it seem like he thought at any moment I would disappear. He was greedy and entitled. He did things to me I could not have imagined before, let alone anticipated the waves of pleasure and orgasms they would bring.
The morning sun is turning the room from black to gray. I look around and see some of the demolition we caused in here. The chair and table in the corner of Ace’s bedroom are tipped over. At one point he sat down on the chair and then had me come and sit on his lap, facing him, then put himself inside of me and whispered the most deviously dirty Daddy fantasies into my ear.
I drenched us both with my orgasms, then he picked me up like a doll and bent me over the table, kicking my feet apart and holding my head down by the hair. The filth that came from his mouth only made me cum harder. I never thought the word cunt could be so beautiful.
I’m sure anyone that would have been watching would have thought he was abusing me or something, but I loved it so much. He ran the whole gamut, from the softest sweet kissing and lovemaking to showing me the beast inside of the man.
I want to be the only one that he comes to for all of those parts of him. It was an honor in a way to think I was there and he felt free to show me all of his facets. I know I’ll never be the same. In a way, he’s ruined me for anyone else. Not that I want anyone else, but after last night it would be truly impossible.
Ace’s breathing changes. I hear it in my ear and feel his body harden behind me.
His length is pressed into my backside, and I can’t keep myself from wiggling against him a bit. Quickly, I’ve picked up on some of the power I have, and I revel in testing my abilities. As I move, I feel him thicken, the stiffness returning, and a rush of heat cascades over me.
One of his hand's moves and slides into my hair, then down to rest around my throat, squeezing gently to steal the fluttering breath from my lungs.
“Good morning, my little lamb.” He half moans, and it’s still hard to believe that we are here together like this.
“Good morning,” I manage through the soft choking of his fingers.
“How’s my girl?”
I nod as his lips kiss and lick my neck. This sense of connection to him is unlike anything I could have imagined. I know he is my other half, and my future, I just pray he feels the same.
Before I can think my next thought, Ace has me up and flipped over on top of him.
I never imagined how exciting it would be to be manhandled the way he manhandles me. The strength he has is incredible. He flips me up and around like I’m nothing more than a doll, and it’s more exciting that it probably should be. I feel like a possession in his hands. A beautiful, cherished possession, but a possession still.
As I look dow
n at Ace, his eyes flash with that fire I saw for the first time last night, and I’m melting. Without him, in my life, I would have been lost, and with the way things are now between us, if he ever left me, I would be destroyed. He is my world, he doesn’t know what I don’t think and I’m not sure how much of my devotion I should show him. I don’t ever want my feelings to be a burden to him, for him to feel obligated to me. To this.
He raises his hands, and I bring mine to meet them. He entwines our fingers and pulls me down, kissing my nose first before capturing my mouth. His tongue slips between my lips as I take note of his erection tapping between my legs.
As we kiss, I gently begin to sway my hips over the hardness, listening to the inflection in his breathing change as I do. I rub against him, and I love that I can create these reactions. How long did I go, thinking he didn’t want me like this?
“Lamb,” he growls into our kiss. “Get Daddy’s cock inside you.”
His brash order sends a clutch of desire into my core.
“Yes, Daddy,” I seethe as he lets one of my hands go free and I quickly reach down between us. I can tell from the look in his eyes that this time is going to be rough. Instead of doing what he says, I bite down into my lower lip and tease him by stopping my movements and making him wait.
“You better do as you’re told, Lamb. I need you. You are going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” I guide his erection inside of me, feeling a bit raw already. The way he stretches me takes my next breath away. I have to concentrate and relax to fit him in. My eyes are locked onto him as I feel him beginning to pulse upward, pushing inside.
As my body takes him, Daddy pulls me down hard, the hand that held mine now at the back of my neck, controlling my movements as he thrusts in and out of me.
“You like when I take what I want, don’t you?”
I nod and gasp as his cock overpowers me. I am at his mercy, his other hand digging fingers into my hip, holding me steady as he does as he pleases.
