Page 180 of Dominion

I spank her pussy with quick light slaps, reveling in the way her juices run over my fingers each time I make contact.

I don’t even need to dip my cock inside her—I’m already hard as stone with my fangs down, ripe with the serum that leaves my scent forever embedded in her flesh.

But I’m a male of my word. I spank her pussy until her moans turn desperate and wanton, then I spear her with my erection, driving in so deep she cries out with pleasure.

“Yes, Daddy!”

“That’s it, babygirl. Take my cock,” I growl, pulling back, then slamming in again.

“Yes, please. I want it. I want it so badly,” she begs.

Fuck.

I pump in with shorter strokes, bumping her ass each time, making my balls draw up tight like I’m already ready to go off. But I won’t. I have other plans tonight. I grip her hips to make it satisfying for both of us, deep and firm. My balls slap against her clit. My thumb pushes against her back entrance.

Just when I’m sure she’s about to come—when her walls start to squeeze and her moans turn into desperate cries—I pull out and sink my fangs into her beautiful ass.

She screams and bucks as if the pain gives her as much pleasure as the fucking. I breach her hole, and I hold her like that, captive to my bite, my thumb opening her for what comes next.

She comes, moaning and begging, her fingers seeking her clit between her legs.

It takes me a moment to regain my humanity, but the satisfaction of having marked her is the most intoxicating high I’ve ever been on. I withdraw my thumb and fangs and lick the wound closed as Colleen continues to work her fingers between her legs, moaning.

“I’m sorry, babygirl. Did I leave you empty when you came?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Don’t worry, I’m about to stuff you full of my cock, sweetheart. Don’t move.” I leave her for a moment to grab the lubricant I picked up on my way home. Using a generous amount, I coat my cock and her anus, then arrange a pillow under her hips to make her more comfortable.

I pepper her ass with a few more spanks. “Reach back and open your ass for me,” I command.

She immediately obeys, obviously completely trusting of me at this point.

I straddle her hips and rub the head of my cock over her anus. “Take me.”

She squeezes at first, but I wait until her anus relaxes and opens. I ease forward, going slowly as she gets used to having her ass filled.

“Good girl,” I praise, and she relaxes more. “Put your fingers between your legs again, sweetheart. Work that pussy for me while I fuck your ass.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I fucking love how agreeable she is. How on board. How willingly she goes with my dirty talk and kinky play.

Once I’m all the way inside her, I start to pump slowly. Just a little. In and out. Gradually I let the movements grow until I’m stroking all the way—filling and emptying her.

Her moans and the slick sounds of frantic fingers working between her legs fill the room.

“Are you going to put yourself in danger again, babygirl?”

“No, Daddy!”

“No. You’re going to let your daddy take care of you, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Yes, please. I need that.” She sounds desperate, like she’s going to come again.

It makes me desperate to orgasm as well.

“Fuck,” I growl, pumping faster, trying not to let my movements get erratic or jerky as my thighs tense.