“I will, Daddy. You’re all I have,” I shakily murmured.
Daddy’s eyes darkened, and he let out a growl. “That’s goddamn right.” His rough voice sent a shiver through me.
The hand in my hair suddenly tightened, and I let out a small gasp at the sensation. Without much warning, Daddy broughtmy face closer to his, then claimed my mouth with a deep kiss. I melted into it, clutching his shirt as his kiss made me dizzy.
When he broke away, I collapsed against his side, breathless.
“Who do you belong to, Elior?”
“You. I… I belong to you, Daddy.”
“That’s my good boy,” he growled low, hands sliding into my blanket cocoon to roam my body. One of his hands slid up my chest, rolling one of my nipples through my shirt. “I can’t get enough of you, baby boy. But I don’t need to hold back, do I? There’s no one here to interrupt me anymore.”
Jace’s hands roamed over my body with a possessive hunger that made my skin tingle and my breath hitch. His fingers traced my chest before dipping lower to grip my hips firmly, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against my thigh through his jeans, an insistent reminder of how much he wanted me. My own arousal stirred, heat pooling in my groin as I melted into his touch, every nerve ending alive under his command.
“See? This is how it should be. You’re here, safe with me, letting Daddy own every inch of you. No more hospitals, no more strangers poking at what’s mine.”
His lips brushed my ear, hot breath sending shivers down my spine. One hand slid up my shirt, calloused palm scraping against my sensitive skin, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened into a tight peak. I gasped, arching into him, my body betraying any lingering doubts with raw need.
“Imagine if you stepped out alone, cherub. Everyone’s eyes would be on you. They’d all judge you, just like they did at the hospital. But I won’t let that happen. You’ll stay inside, where I can feed you, fuck you, hold you whenever I want. Daddy’s little secret, all locked up and pretty for me.” Hismouth claimed my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. “Promise me you won’t take a step outside this house without me.”
“I—” His teeth grazed the skin down my neck and along my collarbone, jumbling my thoughts.
“Promise me,” he insisted.
“I promise,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I promise, Daddy.”
I squirmed, a soft moan escaping as his hands continued to caress me.
“Feel how your body’s responding?” he asked, a faint smirk on his lips. I nodded, embarrassed. “That’s because it knows it belongs to me. This cock,” he palmed me firmly through my pants, stroking my growing bulge slowly, “gets hard for Daddy’s touch alone. No one else. And this ass?” His other hand reached around and squeezed, fingers digging in deep enough to leave marks under the cloth. “Fuck, this ass,” he groaned. “So damn perfect, baby. I’m going to fill it up every single day. Gonna keep you nice and bred.”
Daddy shoved my shirt up and over my head, tossing it aside without care.
His eyes darkened further, drinking in the sight of my bare torso. He leaned down, tongue flicking out to lave one nipple, then the other, before biting gently, drawing a moan from my lips. My hands fisted in his hair, urging him on, even as my mind spun from the intensity.
He chuckled darkly against my skin, the sound vibrating through me. “That’s right, cherub. Let me take care of you.” His hands worked on my pants next. I lifted up to help him slide them down, along with my underwear, leaving me completely naked on his lap. The blanket had fallen away atsome point, and I flushed from how exposed I felt.
Jace paused, his eyes raking over me from head to toe, a predatory smile curling his lips. “Look at you,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. “So fucking perfect for me.”
A hand wrapped around my now bare length, and pumped me once, twice, Daddy’s grip firm and sure, making me buck into his fist with a whine.
“Daddy, oh, please,” I begged. The vulnerability hit me again, but it only fueled the fire between us.
“Please what?” he taunted, lips at the nape of my neck, one hand sliding between my legs to cup my balls, rolling them gently.
“I-I don’t know!”
“You don’t know? Poor baby,” he purred.
“I just want you,” I whined.
“Do you need Daddy to fuck you?”
Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes, and I nodded rapidly.
Daddy’s resulting grin was full of dangerous promise.
Next thing I knew, he’d stood from the couch with me cradled in his strong arms, and begun walking us back to our bedroom.
