"Daddy," I correct, already working her leggings down her hips.
"Daddy," she echoes, helping me remove the thin fabric. "I'm yours, Daddy."
I free my cock with one hand, already rock hard and aching. I'm not gentle as I position myself at her entrance, not gentle as I thrust home in one smooth motion that makes her cry out. Not gentle as I set a punishing pace, claiming her with each brutal thrust.
"Mine to hunt," I snarl against her neck, teeth scraping the tender skin. "Mine to protect. Mine to breed."
Her head falls back, exposing her throat to my mouth. "Yes, yes?—"
I lift her off the counter, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her to the nearest wall. The impact as I press her against it knocks a framed photo askew. I don't care. Need to mark her. Need to remind her who she belongs to.
"Spread for Daddy," I command, driving deeper into her willing body. "I'm breeding you now, no holding back."
She whimpers, inner walls clenching around me at the filthy promise. Her arms clutch at my shoulders, nails digging in through my shirt. "Please," she begs. "Please, Daddy."
I shift my grip, one arm supporting her weight, the other hand finding her throat. Not squeezing, just holding—a reminder of my dominance, my control. Her eyes widen, pupils blown with arousal at the possessive gesture.
"This pussy is mine," I tell her, punctuating each word with a deep thrust. "This throat is mine. These lips, these tits, these legs—all fucking mine."
"Yes," she gasps, the word broken by the force of my thrusts. "All yours, Daddy. Only yours."
My rhythm grows erratic as my release approaches, my control slipping. "Going to fill you up," I promise, feeling my balls tighten. "Going to knock you up so everyone knows you're mine. So you never forget who you belong to."
Her body responds to my words, inner muscles fluttering around my cock as her orgasm builds. One of her hands leaves my shoulder, moving between us to rub her clit. The sight of her touching herself while I fuck her against the wall nearly undoes me.
"That's it, baby girl," I encourage, feeling her tighten around me. "Come on Daddy's cock. Show me how much you love being bred."
She comes with a cry of my name, her body convulsing around me, milking my cock with rhythmic contractions that drag me over the edge with her. I bury myself as deep as possible and let go, pumping her full of my seed with a primal roar of satisfaction.
We stay joined as our breathing slows, her forehead resting against mine, my cock still pulsing inside her. I can feel myrelease beginning to leak out around me, marking her thighs with evidence of my claim.
"You're insane," she murmurs, but there's no fear in her voice. No real anger. Just resignation tinged with affection. "He's just a nice old man."
"Don't care." I nuzzle into her neck, breathing in our combined scent. "You're mine. Every smile. Every word. Every thought. Mine."
I carry her to the couch, still inside her, settling with her in my lap. She winces slightly as the movement shifts my softening cock within her sensitive walls.
“Do you love me, Gray?” she asks quietly, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.
The question stuns me.
“How could I not love you, baby? I hunted you," I remind her, cupping her face in my hands. "Found you. Claimed you. That doesn't end, baby girl. Ever."
Relief floods her features. "Promise?"
"Promise." I seal it with a kiss, gentle now that the feral need to claim has been satisfied.
She settles against my chest, a perfect weight. “I love you too.”
My chest swells and there’s a strange tightness in my throat. I’m so fucking overwhelmed by her all I can do is kiss the top of her head, thanking the universe for this sweet angel in my arms.
eleven
. . .
Gray
I checkmy gun one more time before tucking it into the holster under my jacket. The bondsman agreed to meet me at his office in town, but that doesn't mean I'm walking in unprepared. Three weeks I've been working to clear Beck's name, and today it ends. One way or another. I've got the court clerk's affidavit, the paperwork showing the error, and the official documents needed to remove the bounty. If reason doesn't work, I've got other methods. No one's keeping a price on what's mine. Not anymore.
