Page 30 of Daddy's Claim

His grip on my waist tightened, and he pulled me closer as he gave a wicked chuckle. “Or do you need another round of orgasms?”

“What kind of girl would turn down an offer like that?” Figuring that playing along would stop him asking questions I wasn’t ready to answer, I dragged my hand down his torso and straight to his growing cock. Maybe he really was a sex machine?

Stop it!I scolded myself silently, pushing away the nasty, intrusive thoughts.

“Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish, little girl,” he growled as I wrapped my hand around his massive girth and rose up onto my knees next to him.

“I always finish what I start, Daddy,” I whispered as I lowered my mouth to his cock. Winding his fingers through the hair at the base of my skull, he held me tight, and a rush of delicious fear flooded my system, reigniting the fiery need between my thighs. How could I want him again, so soon, when he’d done such a thorough job of pleasuring me just hours earlier?

“Good, because if you stop sucking before you swallow everything Daddy has to offer you, I will whip your ass into next week.”

Even if I’d wanted to pull away, his hand in my hair ensured my obedience and I swallowed hard around his cock. No matter how much control I fought for, he fought back harder, and I always seemed to lose the battle. Why was that such a fucking turn on?

To my surprise, he released his hold on my hair, letting me set my own pace as I licked and sucked, using every trick in the book to drive him wild. When his hand snaked between my legsand he shoved his fingers into my sore pussy, I gasped and he thrust his hips upward, slamming his cock down my throat. My muscles contracted, making me gag, and he pulled away a bit, giving me space to recover.

“You’re going to come all over Daddy’s fingers as you swallow my cock,” he instructed in that deep, ridiculously sexy growl of his, and I almost came right then. I was able to hold on to my composure until his thumb pressed against my clit.

“Good girl.” His praise only pushed me closer to the edge as I whimpered and moaned. “That feels so fucking good, princess. You’re going to come with me, understand?”

What choice did I have? There was no fighting the pleasure his sure, clever fingers were forcing on me, but he’d fallen silent, apparently waiting on my acknowledgement before he would give me what I suddenly, desperately wanted. I nodded, as best as I could with my mouth full of his cock, and he gave a low growl of approval.

“Come, now.” He barked the command as he pressed harder against my clit. Stars exploded behind my eyes at nearly the exact moment I felt his cock swell in my mouth, and pleasure poured down my veins just as the hot, salty taste of him poured down my throat.

“Drink it.” Moving his other hand to my hair, he held me in place and I obeyed, swallowing everything he’d given me and even licking every inch of his cock clean, making sure not to waste a single drop. It was a point of pride, though I couldn’t have said exactly why.

“Good fucking girl.” He seemed to melt into the bed as I slowly released him. “You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?” With a quiet groan, he pulled me back into the position I was starting to enjoy more than I wanted to, with my body curled into his and my head resting on his muscled chest.

“Yes, Daddy,” I replied with a yawn. The questions and doubts that had plagued me faded to nothing but whispers as the sleep that had eluded me earlier pulled me under.

Eleven

Mikey

Waking up with a warm, soft body draped across my chest was quickly becoming one of my favorite parts of being married. It was too bad I didn’t have time to indulge in another round with my beautiful wife. Even after our unexpected middle of the night playtime, my cock was already hardening at the thought of having her again.

But as much as I wanted to spend the day exploring her gorgeous body, there was work to be done. With more than a little reluctance, I carefully extracted myself from her embrace and slipped from the bed. Nora’s forehead wrinkled and she pouted for a moment before settling back in. Even in her sleep, she was a brat about not getting her way.

It was fucking adorable.

I showered and dressed for the day, somehow managing to not wake her, even when I stopped to press a kiss to her forehead before making my way downstairs. As I’d expected given theearly hour, Cole was in the dining room alone, his plate already half-empty.

“Morning,” I grunted, taking the spot to his right.

“Good morning, cousin. You look… satisfied.”

The smirk on his face made his implication clear and I couldn’t help but grin in response.

“It was a good night.” A plate appeared in front of me, along with a mug of coffee that had my mouth watering and I dug in.

“Was it? Nora didn’t seem very happy about you coming home so late.”

Fuck.“This big-ass house and you still manage to hear everything,” I grumbled, snatching a piece of bacon from my plate. “Not that it’s any of your business, but we got it sorted out. Mostly.”

“You can’t expect her to trust you right out of the gate, you know.”

“I know that.” It was hard to keep the defensiveness from my voice when it felt like I was being lectured. Again.

“If you know that, why didn’t you call her? A simple video chat from the warehouse probably would have eased her mind.”