Innocent Christmas (Innocence Book 3)

by Riley, Alexa

  I turn around to see Adam’s wife, Eve, standing in the doorway. I’ve been holed up in this room inside the chapel for most of the day as I get ready to walk down the aisle. She has a giant smile on her face. I wonder where Adam is. I’ve never seen one without the other. I know she’s a little, too, but I think their relationship is a little different to mine and Daddy William’s.

  “I’m just so excited. I can’t seem to stop smiling.” I turn to face her, wanting to show off my dress. The whole thing is covered in what looks like diamonds, and the bodice hugs tight to my body. At my knees, tulle skirt flares out and falls to my feet, a little dusting of pink at the trim. The designer called it a mermaid-style, and I absolutely love it. I feel like I belong in a Disney movie.

  “You look beautiful, Haley. Like a real-life princess.” Eve looks just as excited as I am by the dress.

  My smile grows bigger, and I’m afraid my face might crack. “I never thought this day would come. That I’d find someone who just gets me.” I know she’ll understand what I mean. I’ve never seen her and Adam do Daddy/little girl play, but I know he’s working with William on building a surprise house for his little, and as Eve is his wife, I knew that little was her.

  “You’re lucky. It took me a while to understand what I was looking for. I felt lost.” She moves towards me, stopping in front of me to adjust the small tiara I have in my hair. I’d found it sitting on my vanity when I crawled out of bed this morning after Daddy left. It was wrapped in Christmas wrapping with a note that read, You’ll always be my princess. It was the most perfect Christmas present I have ever received. I’m not sure I’ll ever take it off. I bet I could even shower in it if I was careful.

  “But you found your Daddy, too.”

  “That I did.” This time she smiles just as big as me. I don’t know what it is about her, but I like her. Maybe it’s because I know she’s a little, too. I’ve never met another like me. I’ve never had a ton of friends, mainly just Molly, and she was super flakey. She’s also judgy about William and me, which I don’t think I’ll be able to tolerate much longer.

  “You ready? I think everything is in place, and everyone is all lined up.” At her words, my father fills the doorway.

  “Bridesmaids are walking down the aisle now, Haley. We’re up, sweetheart,” my father informs me, making my heart race. Not because I’m scared, but because this is it. I’m going to belong to William, and the whole world will know it.

  Eve reaches out, grabbing my hand and giving it a little squeeze before exiting the room, leaving me alone with my father.

  “You look just like your mother,” he says, and I can hear so much emotion in his voice. I know he misses her every day. “I was worried about this when I first found out about you two.” He cups my face, one hand stroking my cheek with his thumb. “But I know William loves you more than anything, and your mother would be so happy. Everything was always about true love to her, and you two have that. I’m sorry it took me a while to see it.” I can see the guilt in his eyes, but I was never upset that my father wasn’t okay about William and me at first. I got it. I’m his daughter, and it’s his job to worry about me.

  “It doesn’t matter now. We’re all here together. That’s what’s important. We got there. There might have been a few bumps along the way, but you’re about to walk me down the aisle and willingly give me to William.”

  “Happily and willingly,” he corrects. His hands drop away from my face, and he pulls me into a tight hug. I squeeze him back just as hard before he releases me and puts my hand in the crook of his arm.

  “Let’s go give you your happy ever after, sweetheart.”

  Chapter 7

  William

  I’ve been pacing today, not because I’m nervous, but because I can’t wait. I’ve been ready to make her mine since the moment I knew I could have her, and all this anticipation is about to give me a heart attack.

  “It’s time,” the officiant informs me, and I’m the first out the door behind him. I want nothing more than to run out and grab my little, but she’s worked so hard to make this a special day for both of us. And I won’t ruin it by making a scene and stealing her away from it all.

  As all the groomsmen line up and I take my place at the front of the church, I have to hold myself still to keep from clenching my fists. I need to see Haley and make sure she’s okay. I know how easily she gets stressed and overwhelmed. I’ve been worried about her, sending her texts and trying to comfort her from a distance—a distance I never want between us again. Not having access to her today has made me see how much I need her and how good it makes me feel to take care of her.

  I watch as the bridesmaids walk down the aisle, but the only one I want to see is my little girl.

  Finally, after what feels like hours, the double doors open to reveal my beautiful bride. She’s gripping Roger’s arm tightly, and I see the urge in her to race to me. She’s fighting her body’s natural reaction to run and jump into my arms.

  I feel my face nearly break in two as I smile at her, and suddenly it’s hard to see. I’m smiling, but my eyes are filling with tears as I look her up and down and see just how beautiful she is. My heart is bursting with love, and I just want to hold her to me.

  Her brown curly locks are pinned up loosely in the back, with a long sheer veil falling gracefully behind her. She’s wearing the small tiara I bought for her, the pink diamonds shimmering in the light. Her bright blue eyes are big and sparkly, and her soft pink lips are smiling bigger than I’ve ever seen. The dress is strapless and fitted to her body all the way down to her knees, where it flares out. There’s a hint of pink at the bottom of the dress, and as she moves, I can see her shoes are pale pink, too.

  I feel my breath catch in my throat at just how perfect she looks. I’ve never seen anyone or anything more beautiful than my little Haley. Even on the days when she’s in sweats and her hair is messy with sleep, she’s flawless.

  As she reaches me, she passes her pale-pink roses to her bridesmaid and turns back to her father. She gives Roger a kiss on the cheek and then turns to me. Roger takes her hand and places it in mine before he steps back and takes his seat.

  “Hi, Daddy,” she whispers.

  “You look beautiful, little one. Absolutely perfect.” I’m too choked up to say any more, and I just squeeze her hands as I stare into her blue eyes.

  Words are spoken by the officiant and then by us, but I couldn’t tell you a single thing I said. The only thing I paid attention to were Haley’s words.

  “I, Haley, take you, William, as my husband. On this day and every day, until my last breath, I’m yours.”

  Her fingers are nervous as she places the wedding band on my finger, so I reach out, running my hand up her forearm, and instantly she’s soothed. I look down and love seeing the symbol of her ownership of me. I’m happy to finally show the world that I belong to her, just as much as she belongs to me.

  I scoop her up in my arms, bending her over in a dramatic dip and kissing her in front of everyone. The room erupts in cheers and claps as the music plays and I carry her down the aisle. No way was I going to let her walk. She’s finally back in my arms, and I’m not putting her down.

  * * *

  Carrying her down the hallway to the honeymoon suite of the hotel, she giggles and leans up to lick my neck. I growl, unable to keep myself from attacking her for much longer.

  “Careful, little one. You’re playing with fire.”

  “You’re my husband now. Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” I feel her teeth graze my chin, and I close my eyes tightly, trying to keep my legs steady as we approach the room.

  The reception was wonderful, and Haley didn’t forget one detail. Our first dance was to the Christmas song ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’, and my little one giggled the whole time. She was utterly ecstatic the whole day, and that’s all I ever wanted to give her. Hell, I’d have a wedding every day if that’s what it took to make her smile like that. But when I men
tioned it to her, she laughed and said one was enough.

  I open the door and carry Haley through the living room. I take her straight to the bedroom, standing her up at the end of the bed.

  “Tonight, little one, I want you like the first time I had you. You’ve been saving your kitty for me all day, haven’t you?”

  She looks up at me through her lashes and smiles shyly. “Yes, Daddy.”

  Grabbing her chin in my hand, I wait until her beautiful blue eyes meet mine. “I want you to go into the bathroom, remove your wedding dress, and get on the bed, completely naked. You’re going to give me your body just like the first time I put my cock inside you. I want you tied and blindfolded until I’m ready to take you. And when I finally decide to, I want you begging for it like we talked about this morning.”

  I feel a tremor run down her body as her pupils dilate and she licks her lips.

  “Now, are you ready to play, little one?”

  Chapter 8

  Haley

  Letting my wedding dress hit the floor, I step out of it and slip off my shoes. I’m completely naked. I wore nothing underneath my wedding dress, knowing Daddy would want me bare. I know he told me to take everything off, but I’m most definitely leaving the crown on.

  Today was perfect. Every single part of it was pristine. Everything came together just like I’d wanted. From the tiny Christmas trees decorated with pink lights atop every table, to the wedding cake topper of a prince holding a princess in his arms, it was like a fairy-tale wedding come true for me. I could tell from the smile plastered on William’s face that he adored it all. But what I think made him happiest was seeing me get the wedding I really wanted. He wanted to give me that, and he did. Like always. He made sure every wish I ever had was granted.

  I’d spent most of the night on the verge of happy tears, wanting to burst, I was so stinking happy. I almost did a few times, then Daddy would whisper into my ear all the naughty things he was going to do to me tonight. A whole new set a feelings would hit me, keeping the happy tears at bay.

  We planned a wedding to celebrate with everyone, but just like always, when William and I are together the world fades away, leaving only the two of us. That was how we spent most of the night, me in his arms. Where I’ll be for the rest of our lives. Dancing, laughing, him making me feel like I’m the only other person in the world. Like he can’t breathe without me close. It’s an intoxicating feeling to be so cherished.

  When I step out of the bathroom, I see him sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, his eyes locked on me. A dark-colored drink is in his hand. I’m sure it’s bourbon. I’ll be tasting it on his lips very soon. He lazily takes a sip, never taking his hungry eyes off me as he waits for me to give him what he wants. He wants to play. I love when we pretend it’s our first time again.

  He’s already removed his shoes and thrown off his jacket. His tie is long gone and a few buttons are undone on his collared shirt. I make a show of crawling onto the bed, baiting him with my kitty before I drop down onto my back. I pick up the blindfold and slip it on before grabbing the headboard with both hands and parting my legs slightly.

  I can feel him before he even touches me. I know he’s standing over me, his eyes roaming my body as he thinks about all the things he wants to do to me, and I’ll let him do them. I’ll do anything to please my Daddy, always craving for him to play with me.

  I feel his hand wrap around one ankle, parting my legs more as he starts to trail his fingers up my calf to my thigh, stopping right before my kitty. The soft tease makes me ache for his touch. The need pulses through my body already. I want to move and make him touch me, but I know if I do, my kitty will get a spanking.

  “Has anyone ever touched you here?” he asks, one finger finally dragging along my slit, but he doesn’t touch me where I need it most. It intensifies the ache to a near-maddening level.

  “No, Daddy. I’m not supposed to let anyone touch me there,” I whisper.

  “What if your Daddy wants to touch you there? You’d let me, wouldn’t you?” His voice is thick but encouraging. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning and begging.

  “I’d-we would get in trouble,” I finally get out.

  “No one has to know that Daddy touches his little girl here. It would just be between you and me. Our little secret. You like having secrets with your Daddy, don’t you?” His hand moves to the top of my mound. “You want to play with Daddy, don’t you? Because it would make me happy to play with you, little one.” His finger runs along my slit again, this time brushing me in the perfect spot, making me moan out. “See? It feels so good.” His fingers trail up higher to my hard nipples. He circles them but doesn’t touch them. “I could touch you here, too.”

  “Yes,” I beg, as his fingers rub against one nipple, teasing, then going to the other. I feel like I might explode. I need him. I want Daddy to touch me everywhere. To have secrets that no one ever knows.

  “You like that? Because it makes Daddy so hard, touching you like this. I want to place little kisses all over your body.”

  “It makes me tingle, Daddy. Please. I…” I can’t seem to find the words. I need him. My breathing has turned ragged.

  His body comes down on top of mine, engulfing me. His naked skin presses into mine, his warmth covering my small frame. Daddy’s tongue licks the seam of my mouth, making me part my lips.

  “Suck Daddy’s tongue into your mouth and maybe Daddy will help his little girl with that tingle,” he says against my lips before pushing his tongue into my mouth. I suck it in greedily, tasting the bourbon as I try to please him. Gripping the headboard tighter, I try to stop myself from letting go.

  He breaks the kiss, biting my lip. “You’re such a good little girl trying to please your Daddy. Now spread your legs wide, and let me take care of you. Then when I’m done, I’ll use your body however I want to and you’ll let me, won’t you? I can do anything I want and you’ll take it like a good little, and then you’ll ask Daddy to do it all over again.”

  Chapter 9

  William

  Haley spreads her legs for me, and I move down her body, sucking her fat nipples into my mouth and squeezing her tits together. I can smell her cunt and how horny she is for me. For her daddy.

  She’s desperately trying to control her hips, trying to keep them still, but she’s failing. I can feel her body pushing against me, begging for attention. “So greedy,” I whisper against her nipple, giving it one last bite before I move down her body.

  Pushing her legs roughly apart, I expose what’s mine. Her pink pussy is soaked with need, and I sit back for just a second to enjoy the view. I watch as her cunt clenches, seeking something to fill it. It’s pleading for release, and I’ll give it to her. When I’m ready.

  Running my fingertips along the insides of her thighs, I feel the muscles there tense and tremble. I touch her soaked opening, and as she lets out a little whine, I plunge two fingers inside her, fucking in and out of her cunt. Latching my mouth onto her clit, I suck on it as I work her pussy to orgasm.

  When she’s close and begging me to give her the release she so desperately needs, I take my mouth away and deny her.

  “Please, Daddy. Make my princess parts tingle.” She raises her hips, undulating against my fingers, seeking the orgasm I denied her.

  “You’re my wife now, little girl. If I want to play with you, I will. I own you now.”

  “You’ve owned me long before today, Daddy. You’ve always held my heart and my body.”

  Her pretty words penetrate my soul, and I know it’s true. She was mine long before I had her under me.

  Putting my mouth back on her clit, I lick it quickly, doing it exactly how she likes it. I rub my fingers on the sweet spot inside her body, and she clenches all around me, about to explode. This time when she reaches her peak, I let her go over, working her pussy and helping the pleasure go on for longer and longer.

  Wringing every last clench from her cunt, she begs me to st
op licking her clit. She gets so sensitive after she cums, but I like pushing her body when it comes to pleasure. And she does, too, no matter how much she protests.

  Taking my fingers from her pussy, I lick them clean as I climb up her body. Once I’m on top of her, I take the blindfold off and look into her beautiful baby blues.

  “You want Daddy inside you?” She nods her head, her eyes pleading. “No, little one. I want you to use your big girl words.”

  “I want you inside me, Daddy.” She licks her lips, and my cock twitches.

  I need in all her holes tonight, but right now, I want her pussy. “I’ll do it as long as you don’t tell. Our secret, right?”

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  I press my aching cock to her opening and thrust in hard, her tight cunt squeezing the life out of me. “Fuck,” I grunt, pounding hard and taking her pussy. I fuck in and out of her tightness as she clenches around me, loving the rough ride.

  Leaning down, I take a nipple into my mouth, sucking on one and pinching the other as I claim my wife. She’s virgin-tight just like every time I take her, and it’s enough to have me ready to cum in just a few pumps.

  “Cum, little one. Cum all over that cock you begged and begged for. The cock you’ve been teasing with your short skirts and no panties. Bending over, giving me little peeks of your kitty, and not letting me fuck it. Now I’ve got you, and you’re going to cum on Daddy’s cock like the good little girl you are.”

  My dirty words send her over the edge, throwing her head back and shouting her release. Her neck is exposed, and I lick her there, tasting her sweetness as I cum inside her tight cunt. Her orgasm pulses up and down my cock as every drop of me shoots inside her and fills her up.

  When we’ve both caught our breath and come back down to Earth, I collapse on top of Haley, giving her some of my weight. I’m still propped up on my elbows so I don’t smother her, but she likes having me on top.