"Daddy," I correct, carrying her toward the bedroom, my cock already painfully hard against the fly of my jeans.
"Daddy," she echoes, her arms tightening around my neck. "I'm yours, Daddy."
I kick the bedroom door open, crossing to the bed in three long strides before tossing her onto the mattress. She bounces once, her—my—shirt riding up to expose the fact that she's wearing nothing underneath.
"On your back," I order. "Spread your legs."
She complies immediately, thighs falling open to reveal her pussy, already slick and pink. My mouth waters at the sight.
"Look how wet you are," I growl, kneeling between her legs. "You love when I get like this, don't you? When I go feral over you."
She doesn't answer, but the way her hips shift restlessly tells me everything I need to know.
I run my hands up her thighs, pushing them wider. "You're doing so good for Daddy, little girl," I praise, watching goosebumps rise on her skin at the words. "Gonna breed this perfect pussy until you're dripping."
Her breath catches. "Please..."
That plea breaks what little restraint I have left. I surge forward, covering her body with mine, claiming her mouth in a brutal kiss as I line myself up and thrust home in one smooth motion.
She cries out into my mouth, inner walls clenching around me as I bottom out inside her. I give her no time to adjust, setting a punishing pace immediately, driving into her with all the possessive rage still coursing through my veins.
"Every. Fucking. Time." I punctuate each word with a thrust. "Someone looks at you. Wants you. I'm going to remind you who you belong to."
"You," she gasps, hands clutching at my shoulders. "Only you, Daddy."
I slip a hand between us, finding her clit with practiced ease. "That's right, baby girl. Only I get to see you like this. Only I get to feel this tight pussy gripping my cock." I circle the swollen bud, feeling her tense beneath me. "Only I get to fill you with my seed."
Her back arches, chasing the pleasure as I drive her higher. I can feel her getting close, her inner muscles fluttering around me. The sight of her—flushed, eyes glazed, completely at my mercy—nearly undoes me.
"Please, Daddy," she begs, the words sending a jolt straight to my cock. "Please fill me up."
"Such a good girl," I praise, increasing the pressure on her clit. "Begging for Daddy's cum. Begging to be bred."
She nods frantically, beyond words now.
"That's what you need, isn't it?" I growl, feeling my own release building at the base of my spine. "Need me to pump you full. Mark you from the inside out."
"Yes!" she cries, and then she's coming, her pussy clamping down on me like a vise, milking my cock as she shudders beneath me.
I follow her over the edge with a roar, emptying myself deep inside her, grinding my hips against hers to ensure every drop stays where it belongs. Inside her. Where I can pretend it's taking root, growing into something that will bind her to me forever.
As we catch our breath, I stay buried inside her, unwilling to break the connection. Her hands stroke lazily up and down my back, her heartbeat gradually slowing beneath my chest.
"You're insane," she murmurs, but there's no fear in her voice. Just a resigned acceptance that sends a thrill of victory through me.
I brush damp hair from her forehead, suddenly gentle now that the feral need to claim has been satisfied. "Only about you."
She studies my face, those hazel eyes searching for something. "What if I had wanted to leave? When the bounty is cleared."
The question catches me off guard, honesty spilling out before I can stop it. "I'd follow you. Wherever you went." I press my forehead to hers. "But I'd make it impossible for you to want to leave."
Something flickers across her face—a heat, a need that matches my own. She's beginning to understand the depth of this obsession. Beginning to crave it as much as I do.
"Rest," I tell her, finally withdrawing from her body and pulling her against my side. "I've got more calls to make."
She curls into me, fitting perfectly against my larger frame. Five days, and her body already knows its place. With me. Safe. Protected.
Mine to keep. Mine to breed. Mine forever, whether she knows it yet or not.
