“Do you mean that?”
“Yes—”
Whatever else she was going to say is drowned out by the sound of silk ripping. There’s no finesse as I grab handfuls of the fabric and tear until I can see her skin, and push the ruined garment off her shoulders.
“Sophia, fuck,” I breathe as the silk reveals that she’s bare between the legs, and has no bra on either. “Don’t move, little one.”
My cock springs up as I rid myself of the last of my clothes, so we’re both naked. Sophia drags off her dress fully and rolls over onto her back. It’s a caress as she looks down my body.
“I told you to stay still.” I brace myself over her and my swollen cock, a vein standing out, pulsing, and the head almost purple, slides over her belly.
“I couldn’t.” She pushes her hips up and spreads her legs as I settle on top of her. “Please. I need you.”
“Brat.”
Her hand slides between us and finds my cock, encircling the sensitive head and I hiss as pleasure flares out from where we touch. My control is hanging by a thread.
“Sophia,” I choke. “If you can’t be trusted to behave, I will be forced to make you, given I’m injured.” I probably could stay sane with most of what has happened tonight, but with my protective instinct triggered, I’m delving into craziness. It’s the pain and shock of nearly losing Sophia.
And most of all, it’s that shelovesme.
“But I want to touch you,” she complains.
Her other hand sneaks down and finds my balls and cups them, the sensation elevating the caress of her fingers around my cock.
“I won’t last, darling.” I grit out the warning.
“I don’t care.”
“You will if you make come right here, over your belly, and you don’t get pregnant.”
She writhes, circling her hips. This girl is all innocent sexuality and I’m weak in the face of it.
“You could push it into me. Rub it into my skin.”
“Stop being a brat,” I say harshly.
She pouts. “Make me.”
It’s the matter of a second to clutch both her hands in one of mine and snatch up my tie.
“Dex!” She looks up at me with wide eyes.
“I told you to behave, given I was injured,” I say severely. “So are you going to be a good girl, or will I have to tie up my brat and breed her?”
The way she licks her lips and squirms, offering up those sweet tits, tells me her answer.
I lean down and kiss her as I ruthlessly pin her hands.
“I will take you, and breed you, little one,” I promise as I wrap the silk. She doesn’t fight me, but she does test her bonds as I secure her wrists to the headboard.
It’s the work of only a few moments, and then I draw back, and she’s perfectly exposed for me. So beautiful, and in my power.
“Tempting though it is to tease you…” I mutter, covering her with my body again. Slight and tiny compared to me, I feel big and brutish, and my cock likes that she’s small and trapped.
I touch the crown of my cock to where she’s hot and soft and needy.
“So wet. You want this, don’t you?”
