"Feel that?" I growl, gripping her hips hard enough to mark. "How perfect we fit? Like you were made for me."
"Made for you," she echoes, pushing back to take me deeper. "Only you, Ryker."
I start a punishing rhythm, each thrust driving deeper than the last. The sound of skin against skin, her breathless moans, my own grunts of pleasure fill the room. Primal. Possessive. Perfect.
"Who do you belong to, princess?" I demand, one hand sliding up her spine to tangle in her hair.
"You," she gasps, her inner walls fluttering around me. "Only you, Daddy."
The word sends a bolt of pure lust through my system. I pull out suddenly, flipping her onto her back. Need to see her face. Need to watch those eyes as I claim her.
I push back in immediately, covering her body with mine. This position is more intimate, face to face, chest to chest. I can feel her heartbeat against mine.
"That's right," I praise, setting a slower, deeper rhythm. "Daddy's good little girl. Gonna be my wife. Wear my ring. Carry my babies."
She moans, wrapping her legs around my waist to take me deeper. "Yes," she breathes, eyes locked on mine. "Want it all with you."
I slide one hand between us, finding her clit with practiced ease. Circle it slowly as I continue thrusting. "Gonna fill thissweet body," I promise darkly. "Breed you so deep and dirty, just like my princess likes it.”
Her breathing quickens, a tell-tale sign she's close. "Please," she whimpers, nails digging into my shoulders.
"Come for me," I command, increasing the pressure on her sensitive bundle of nerves. "Come on Daddy's cock like a good girl."
She shatters beautifully, back arching off the bed, inner walls clamping down on my cock like a vise. The sight of her lost in pleasure pushes me to the edge, but I grit my teeth, holding back. Not done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
As she comes down from her high, I withdraw carefully, ignoring her whimper of protest. Roll onto my back and pull her on top of me.
"Ride me, princess," I order gently. "Show me how much you want Daddy's cum."
Her cheeks flush pink, but she straddles me without hesitation. Guides my cock back to her entrance and sinks down slowly, taking me to the hilt with a gasp of pleasure-pain.
"So deep like this," she murmurs, adjusting to the new angle.
I grip her hips, guiding her into a rhythm. "That's it," I praise as she begins to move. "Take what you need. Take what's yours."
She rides me with newfound confidence, her body undulating above mine like a goddess. The diamond on her finger catches the light as she braces her hands on my chest. Marking her as mine in yet another way.
"Gonna keep you full of my babies," I promise, thrusting up to meet her downward movements. "One after another. Keep you round and glowing. Keep you satisfied and safe."
"Yes," she moans, pace quickening as she chases another release. "Want that. Want your babies, Ryker."
The admission sends fire racing through my veins. I sit up suddenly, changing the angle, wrapping my arms around herback to hold her close. Our foreheads press together, breaths mingling, her arms wound around my neck.
"I love you," I growl, the words still new and raw. "Fucking love you more than anything."
"I love you too," she gasps, inner walls beginning to flutter around me again. "So much."
In this position, we're completely connected. Her breasts press against my chest, her heartbeat thundering against mine. I can feel every shudder, every gasp, every pulse of pleasure through her body.
"Come with me," I urge, feeling my own release building. "Together, princess."
Our rhythm grows erratic, desperate. Her nails dig into my shoulders, my hands grip her hips hard enough to bruise. When she comes this time, she cries my name—not "Daddy," but "Ryker"—and the raw intimacy of it triggers my own release. I bury myself deep inside her and roar as I empty my seed, marking her from within.
We collapse together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and racing hearts. I roll to the side, bringing her with me, still buried inside her. Neither of us willing to break the connection just yet.
For long minutes, we lie there in silence, her head tucked under my chin, my arms wrapped securely around her. Protected. Safe.Mine.
epilogue
