He kissed a trail over her abdomen. Angel tensed, and her hips rose to meet him. Her eyes fixed on Vex. Being the center of her universe thrilled him. He wished only to lavish her with ecstasy. She deserved nothing less.
Nipping at her inner thighs, Vex encouraged her to spread her legs. He settled between them and studied her erotic display before looking up to growl. “This is my pussy, Angel. Mine.”
She nodded her head and lifted her hands from the pillowcase.
“Back in place, Baby girl.”
Angel froze at his stern voice, and her hands flew into position.
“That’s Daddy’s good girl. You want to be good for me, don’t you, Baby?” Vex asked. Before she could answer, he traced her lower lips with the tip of his tongue and hummed his appreciation of her flavor. “Mmmm. Delicious.”
Lowering his mouth to her pussy once again, Vex licked and nibbled. He didn’t rush. He’d make a damn picnic of this meal.
As he trailed a fingertip around her opening, her body trembled with desire. He met her gaze across her, and slowly, he pressed two fingers into her tightness. Her eyes closed as a deep moan fell from her lips.
“Eyes on me, Baby girl,” he ordered, and she jumped as she followed his orders. “Good girl. Are you going to be ready for Daddy’s cock?”
“Yes,” she promised, nodding eagerly. Angel’s complete attention focused on him.
Vex chose to return the favor. Swirling his tongue over her clit, he hummed his enjoyment of her sweet juices. Her arms jerked as she struggled to keep her hands in place. He would bind her to the headboard in the future.
An image formed in his head of her bound at his mercy, and he ground his erection against the covers. He would need to bury himself inside her soon. No one threatened his control like the temptation Angel provided. First, he needed her to come.
As if she could read his mind, Angel’s hips arched upward. Pressing her pussy against his mouth, she drove his fingers deeper inside. With a cry, her tight channel clamped around his digits as she orgasmed.
That wiped out the last of his control. Vex snatched a condom from his nightstand and rolled it on in record time. He rose to his knees to cage her under him and thrust into her spasming heat to fill her completely. “Fuck!” roared from his mouth. Nothing felt better than being inside Angel.
“Can I touch you?” she begged.
“Yes, Angel. Daddy needs your hands on him.”
She rubbed her fingers over his shoulders before he’d finished giving her permission. Making love to her delighted him.
Vex withdrew almost completely before driving inside. Her fingernails dug into his skin. Five, four, three, two, one. Vex counted backward to distract himself as the taste of pain thrilled him.
“Good, Baby girl?”
“More, Daddy. Please!”
That erased the last of his rational thoughts. He moved instinctively, seeking to lavish her with pleasure. The air around them heated, and their skin glistened. Vex pressed kisses along her shoulder, tasting the salty flavor. He gently bit those sensitive spots he’d memorized, and her pussy tightened around him as she groaned.
When he couldn’t hold on anymore, Vex rose higher onto his knees, supporting her hips as he thrust rapidly into Angel. She exploded on the third stroke and pushed him over the edge. Vex’s bellow resounded in the room as he prolonged their pleasure for as long as possible.
Easing her bottom to the mattress, he then dropped to his elbows and captured her lips in a demanding kiss before staring down at her. “Mine, Baby girl. You are mine.”
“Yes, Daddy. All yours,” she whispered, tenderly brushing his hair from his forehead.
He eased himself to the side to deal with the condom before gathering Angel to his side. No one had better try to take her away. Not her rich father. Not that wimp Trevor. His Baby girl belonged with him.
Chapter 12
Twelve Devil Daddies showed up to help move Angel. She barely had a second to blink before they were hard at work, packing boxes and wrapping her furniture for storage until they decided what to do with her things. Completely overwhelmed by everything happening so quickly, Angel flitted here and there, trying to monitor everyone.
“Um, if you have any toys in your nightstand, this would be a good chance to pack those up,” Caroline whispered into her ear.
Angel stared at her for less than a second before grabbing a box from the stack the guys were taping and racing to her bedroom. She didn’t even hesitate to close the door. Time was of the essence!
Yanking the drawer out, she then dropped to her knees, panicking as her vibrator collection scattered on the floor. Frantically, she grabbed and tossed them into the box. The joke one Ellen had gotten her for Christmas rolled under the bed. All twelve inches of red and green silicone with two giant jingle bells at the base. She bashed her head on the bed railing as she tried to grab it.
