Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
“Goddamn, little one. I don’t deserve you. You’re too perfect.”
“You do, Daddy.” As I answer, that fire in his eyes flames as his chest heaves. “We deserve to be happy, don’t we? Is it wrong for us to feel like this? For you to want to play with your little girl?”
The fantasy makes my insides twist in the most delightful way, and I’m shocked at how uninhibited I am with Merrick.
“It’s not wrong. How could this be wrong? How could you be wrong? You are my little sprite. But I’m going to apologize now, because, baby, Daddy’s going to fuck you hard. Your teasing and that sweet tight gash aren’t going to let me go slow.”
“It’s okay. I want you to be happy. I want to make you happy.”
He growls again through clenched teeth as I lie exposed, but I know from the look in his eyes he’s pleased, and I can’t fathom the lengths to which I would go to make sure he looks at me like that forever.
A moment of melancholy seeps into the joy, knowing at some point, I need to face my father and my family. And by then, maybe Merrick will be done with me and I’ll have to face the consequences alone.
Consequences of leaving. Of defying Papa’s will. Of spoiling my purity.
All those negative thoughts fly away when Merrick leans down and sucks my taut, sensitive nipple between his teeth. I hiss at the pinch but then he’s licking, sucking and caressing both my breasts as I arch upward and groan with the building desire.
I run my fingers into his hair, wanting more, wanting this, wanting him. I look down, watching his mouth on me, his tongue swirling. My Daddy, enjoying me, and it’s so erotic I nearly combust from the pleasure of it all.
A heavy groan rumbles from him as I hold onto his head, pulling him closer, never wanting this to end. And yet, there’s so much more I want.
So much more I need.
It’s like a fever growing inside of me. A hunger for something I’ve never had. But the most primal part of me demands it. He must feel the need pulsing in my veins as he rakes his teeth upward to my neck, nipping and biting at my jugular like a tiger trying to find the exact right spot to bite and consume his prey.
My hand trails down my center until I’m sinking my finger into the wetness that he’s created. I’m lost in the sensation of his teeth, his lips, his tongue as he concentrates his attention on a part of my neck that feels sensitive, erotic, just as with my nipples, or where my fingers are exploring my soaking folds, and for a moment I can’t breathe.
“No, little one.” His voice drips, low and dark into my ear. “As much as I want to watch you play with your little kitty, your next orgasm is going to be delivered directly into my mouth.”
He reaches over and pulls my hand away, and before I can say anything else, he’s standing, stripping his pants and his briefs, and that dreamlike, feverish feeling rushes over me in waves. My skin prickles with pins and needles as I take in the reality of the veined monster standing tall and swollen from his loins.
“God,” I squeak out, licking my lips as I lock my gaze on the little pearly-white droplets seeping from the nearly purple, bulbous tip. “That’s never going to fit inside me.”
“It will fit, sweet girl. Daddy will make sure you are good and ready before we try.”
I stare at his monster erection in baffled silence while my ovaries are getting ready to deliver more eggs than the Easter Bunny.
“Is it going to hurt?” I ask, a hint of pout and fear in my voice, because I don’t see how this is anatomically possible.
He drags his fingernails down my ribs, making me hiss as he maneuvers down to the end of the bed, his hands coming to rest on my knees.
“I’m afraid it will. But, I promise, I will give you special kisses and make it better after. Then, very soon, when your little body is used to it, it will feel so good. You’ll have to trust Daddy.”
“I will.”
“Good girl. Now, I’m going to show you what those special kisses feel like.”
I shiver as he looks down at me, the intensity in his mossy-green eyes flashing between desire and something darker.
Before I can say anything, he’s crouched down, his nose pressing firmly against my slit, and I feel the movement of cool air as he exhales and inhales against my molten hot sex.
“So sweet,” he whispers, like he’s talking directly to my pussy and not me. “One of a kind, made just for me. This cherry is all for me, isn’t it?” His eyes flick upward as I look down over the landscape of my body, at this man who is about to take my everything.