“Come,” Kane orders, leading me by my sensitive nipples across the kitchen and into the living area. The pull is exquisite. Humiliating.Perfect. My bare feet pad across the floor as I follow, my cock already erect and pulsing for my Daddy.
Kane bends me over the back of the couch without warning. My pecs press against the cushions, my ass presented high. His hand comes down hard.
Smack!
I cry out, the sting blooming hot across my cheek.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“You want the truth?” Kane growls, spanking me steadily. “This is part of it. You belong to a dangerous man, little one. And you fucking love it.”
“I do,” I whimper, pushing my ass back for more. “Please, Daddy… fuck me. I need you inside me.”
Kane doesn’t make me beg twice.
I hear his belt, his zipper, then feel the thick head of his cock pressing against my ass hole. I heard Kane spit and then feel his lubricated fingers press on my ass, work the spit in, and then pull away.
Before I know it, Kane thrusts in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful stroke. I scream in pleasure, the stretch almost too much but my instincts telling me that this is what I need right now more than anything in the whole world.
My Daddy fucks me over the couch like he owns me… deep, punishing strokes that make my toes curl. The sound of skinslapping skin fills the apartment. I’m so close already, clenching around him, when he suddenly pulls out.
Before I can protest, Kane lifts me so that I face him, and it’s like I weigh nothing. My legs wrap around his waist as he carries me toward the bedroom, impaled on his cock. Every step sends jolts of pleasure through me. He kicks the bedroom door open and lays me on the bed without pulling out, then starts fucking me again—harder, deeper, one hand pinning my wrists above my head.
“Look at me,” Kane roars.
I do. His dark eyes are locked on mine, intense and burning. The angle is perfect, hitting that spot inside me over and over. My orgasm crashes into me without warning. I cum hard, crying out his name, my cock shooting wave after wave of hot, thick, and pure-white cum. Kane follows moments later, burying himself deep and groaning as he fills me with his Daddy seed.
We collapse together, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. Kane rolls slightly so I’m tucked against his chest, his arms wrapped around me like steel bands.
Right now, all I care about is the steady thump of Kane’s heart under my cheek and the warm, sticky evidence of what we just did leaking between my thighs and all over his stomach.
I know there’s so much more he hasn’t told me.
The three men at breakfast.
The danger that clings to him like cologne.
The traditions he spoke of with such fire.
But in this moment, lying in his arms, I feel something shift inside me.
I can trust him. At leasta little. Kane opened up more than he ever has before. That has to count for something.
My Daddy’s fingers trace lazy circles on my back. “You’re mine now, William,” he murmurs against my hair. “Allof you. The good boy and the naughty one. The scholar and the Little who needs his Daddy’s firm hand and hard cock.”
I press a kiss to his chest and close my eyes.
“I know,” I whisper.
Chapter 14
Kane
Damn, how long have I been out for?
Too long maybe.
Or maybe not long enough…
