Page 16 of Barbarian Daddies

“Hold on, baby.”

“I can’t.”

I move closer and lift her hand for a second. “I said hold on.”

“Okay.”

“Yes, sir.”

“What?”

She’s so hazy and horny, she can barely register my commands. Not that I’m far behind; I’m about to blow up if I don’t get inside her. But I manage to smile as I press the tip of my cock against her slick opening. “Yes, sir. That’s how you answer, Cynthia.”

“Really?”

I tease and insert it just a little bit, her lips parting wider as her eyes twinkle with anticipation. “Do you want me inside you?”

“Yes!” she cries out, trying to touch herself again, but I keep her hand away.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir!”

“That’s my good girl,” I shoot her a grin and put her hand back down. At the same time, I slide my cock in and fill her magnificent pussy to the brim. Cynthia moans loudly as I pin her deeper into the sand with my full body weight, my knees digging in. “Fucking hell, you’re so hot and wet Cynthia. I’ll never get tired of this.”

She shakes her head. “You’re dangerous, Maur.”

“So are you. Now, make yourself come. I want to feel you.”

“Yes, sir,” she breathes, her fingers working her clit into a frenzy while I start moving, in and out, stretching and adoring her pussy. She’s still pinching her nipple, her mind fractured and her breath faltering as I tighten my grip. This sense of control makes me harder and bigger and I’m losing my senses altogether.

Before long, we’re falling into a mad rhythm as I fuck her deeper and harder and faster while she strokes herself into a gushing orgasm. I feel her clenched around my cock as she unravels and screams in sweet ecstasy as she comes. I thrust harder and harder, out of control and unrepentant as she welcomes every damned inch.

Her body wails under me, her pussy rippling with each wave of her climax until I’m done for, until I shoot my whole load deep in her womb and come, savagely pounding.

“YES! SIR!” Cynthia screams as she reaches the peak and falls apart into a billion little pieces.

I roar like the beast I am, my tail flailing chaotically behind me while her pussy squeezes my cock dry of every drop. I surrender to her just as she surrenders to me. I’m madly in love with this woman, and I will devour her. Body and soul, she will be mine. She will be ours.

The oasis is ours for the night. No one knows we’re here. No one sees us.

Only the stars above.

Only the tourmaline night to hear Cynthia’s screams of pleasure.

6

Cynthia

My disastrous marriage to Cody left some deep scars, and I think I’m just now becoming truly aware of them. I had found solace and peace in a single life after the divorce. I was better off alone and putting myself first, protecting my health and my peace, focusing on my career and on nursing my broken heart. But Cody was an abusive man, and that kind of trauma doesn’t heal as easily as I’d thought. By the time the girls and I went out for our Vancouver fun night, I was convinced I was okay.

But I wasn’t.

Not really.

Maur and Kai, however, managed something even I couldn’t. They gave me hope. They’ve been incredibly patient with me, yet the dam has finally burst. And now, none of us can stop the deluge. I’m vulnerable. I feel vulnerable. Every time I realize I want to be with them, that I miss them, my mind does this wretched thing where it drags me back to Seattle, back to the apartment I used to live in with Cody. Back to that one beating—one was enough for me to pack my bags and file for divorce. I do wonder sometimes how I had the strength.

Once was enough to leave me fearful and distrusting of others.

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