“Let Satya take care of Rosie. You deserve to sleep in.”
Allie frowns slightly. She’s very close to me. Her nose wrinkles. “You smell like smoke.”
“It was a busy night.”
She opens her mouth but seems to think better of what she wants to say. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” I move forward. She steps back, ending up against the wall. I touch her hips, my fingertips barely grazing her exposed skin. Her mouth opens, and I love the spark of hunger in her eyes.
“You know, for a big, violent man, you can be really gentle with her.”
It takes a second to understand. “She’s my daughter.”
“Fatherhood doesn’t always bring the best out in men.”
“That’s only true for the weak.”
“Which makes you what?”
“Well adjusted.”
She grins despite herself. “I forget you’re funny sometimes. You don’t seem like the kind of guy who would be funny.”
“I like jokes. Want to hear a good one?”
“Always.”
“A girl and a dragon are alone in a hallway.”
Her lips twist into a smile. “I’m not sure I want to know how this one ends.”
I lean forward, kissing her neck. Her hands tug me closer. “The dragon devours the girl,” I whisper in her ear. “He rips her to pieces. He strips her and takes everything from her. He gives her the release she’s been begging for all her life.”
“Doesn’t sound like a joke to me.”
“Guess I’m not as funny as you thought.”
I kiss her again, this time taking her mouth. The adrenaline of the battle courses through me, and I find it very hard to resist her temptation. She whimpers into my mouth as I lick her tongue and bite her lower lip. My hands lift up her tank and cup her bare breasts, finding her nipples stiff under my fingers. She’s so fucking soft and lovely, and all I want to do is destroy her. It burns in me how badly I want to fill her, fuck her, make her beg, degrade her until she’s torn to shreds and panting my name.
If fatherhood brings the best out in me, then marriage makes me the worst kind of devil.
I tease her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as I kiss her mouth and make her mine. I slip one hand down, possessively cupping her warm, wet pussy, thrilling at how she’s already soaking. She’s trembling like she’s terrified but also can’t control herself.
I slip my hand down the hem of her panties and part her pussy lips with the tips of my fingers. I stroke her softly, moving up and down, glazing my fingertips with her wetness before I finally sink them inside.
“Oh, god,” she moans. I bite her lower lip and pull her hair with my other hand.
“That’s my good girl,” I murmur, stroking my fingers in and out. “Does that feel right?”
“I love it,” she groans, breathing hard.
“I want to admit something to you, baby.”
“What?”
“I’m in a selfish mood tonight.”
She gasps as I press my fingers in deeper before taking them out. She pouts, looking annoyed. “What, are you going to stop?”
