Fucking perfect.
But as the high of her orgasm faded, pleasure gave way to pain when he sucked again at her overly sensitive clit.
“Okay, that’s enough.” Her laugh was shaky, giving away how thoroughly wrecked she was by his attention. “Seriously. That hurts.”
He didn’t stop. Didn’t so much as hesitate as his fingers continued fucking her still-spasming pussy, as he continued his assault on her poor abused clit.
“Daddy, please.” Demands turned to pleading, and she pulled sharply at his hair again. “Please, it’s too much.”
His laughter vibrated against her clit, the unexpected sensation shocking a gasp from her as he lifted his head. “You told me to eat your pussy like I fucking mean it. I aim to please, babygirl.”
Oh, fuck.
“You did. I am pleased. Very, very pleased.”
A slow, wicked smile curved his lips. “Glad to hear it. Let’s see how many times I can please you before you pass out.”
Panic clawed at her chest, but no matter how hard she pulled on his hair, he didn’t budge. He simply lowered his head again, scraping his teeth over her clit, twin blades of pleasure and pain threatening to slice her open from the inside.
No matter how she wept, how she begged, how she cursed him and his entire family, he never stopped. Even when she went stumbling over that edge a third time, her throat scraped raw from her screams, he didn’t even fucking pause.
“Daddy, please. Please. It’s too much. I can’t… I can’t…”
Words failed her as he continued working her, pushing her past that painful threshold again to where pleasure lived. But even here, there was pain, little stabbing needles of it as she shattered a fourth time.
Her mind, like her body, fractured after that and she lost count. Words failed her as she whimpered and wept her way through orgasm after orgasm.
So broken was she, that she barely registered when he stopped. When he gripped her thighs, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, hard enough for some distant part of her brain to wonder if there’d be more bruises in the morning as he yanked her down the bed so he could bury himself inside her.
“Fucking hell, babygirl,” he moaned, pressing his face into the side of her neck as he fucked her. Hard, slow thrusts, driving his cock deep, so deep inside her it stole her breath.
“Daddy.” Another whimper, so quiet she wasn’t sure she’d even spoken.
“Yeah, baby. Daddy’s right here. Fucking this pretty pussy the way you deserve.” A shift, and then his hand was between them, stroking her overworked clit back to life. “Are you gonna let me feel you come all over Daddy’s cock, babygirl?”
“C-can’t. Please, Daddy. Please, it’s too much.”
Pain lanced through her shoulder, and it took her a few stunned moments to realize he’d bitten her again. Releasing her, he laved his tongue over the mark, his quiet laughter once more vibrating against her skin. “But it’s not too much, is it, baby? You can do it, because Daddy says so. And you’re Daddy’s good little slut, aren’t you? Desperate for Daddy to come inside you, to fill you up.”
Her logical mind rebelled against his words, against the crude terms and harsh tone. But that part of her was so buried beneath the pleasure he’d forced on her, she could barely hear it.
And despite her protests, pleasure was once more building in her core with every thrust of his cock inside her. “Please… please…”
She wasn’t even sure what she was begging for. Whether she wanted him to stop or to keep going until she lost all sense of reality.
It didn’t matter. Because it wasn’t for her to decide. Slamming his hips into hers, Daddy fucked her with that same measured intensity as he worked her up toward that peak again.
“Shh, baby,” he crooned, the gentle tone so at odds with the pain slicing through her with every thrust it short-circuited her brain. “You’re almost there. Come for Daddy one more time, babygirl. You can do it.”
Spurred on by his praise, she arched up, meeting his increasingly frantic thrusts. Mindless, needy, wanton she moved beneath him as slow and measured turned frenzied and desperate.
“Fuck!” His deep, guttural cry echoed in her ears as she shattered one final time, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as her own scream rent the air.
He was still inside her when the darkness came for her, dragging her under into blissful nothingness.
Lochlan
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