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It’s the moment I realize she owns me.

Chapter Thirteen

Rafael

Sweat coats my skin, and my heart races as I withdraw from her small swollen hole. She doesn’t even attempt to hide her tear-streaked face as she watches me with trepidation in her eyes.

I slide out of her perfect cunt, and it drips with cum and blood, our combined desire. My cock is also streaked with the same innocence, and I fucking relish it.

A sudden need to taste her blood, to experience her first time on my tongue, has my still-hard cock throbbing.

“Touch your pussy, baby. Feel what Daddy did to you.” Her eyes widen and she sniffles. With a trembly hand, she touches her hole, and I almost combust again and have no choice but to wrap my fist around my cock as she explores herself.

“Put my cum on your nipples, Little Doll. Then let Daddy lick them clean for you.”

Lust fills her eyes as she removes her fingers and holds them up. “It’s... it’s covered in blood.”

The sight has my hips thrusting in rhythm with my fist. A deep-seated growl commands me. “I know. It’s fucking beautiful.” I exhale on a groan.

She nods, then her hand caresses her small tit and circles her nipple with our juices, and my mouth waters with a craving to taste her.

I scramble down the bed. “Rafael. Rafael, what are you...” I latch onto her perfect, throbbing clit. My hungry tongue toys with it before moving lower, and I breathe in our scent. I bask in our glory, and when her innocence touches my tongue, my blood burns with a possessive control at the taste of her innocence, and I become overwhelmed with feral passion, and a need to have her feel the same way powers through me.

I lap at our juices, suck on her clit, and devour her little pussy. Her hand fists my hair, spurring me on. I groan into her as she lifts her hips to grind against my face, coating me in our desire, painting my face in her innocence.

“Oh god, Daddy. Don’t stop. Don’t stop doing that, please. Mmm.” She thrusts into my touch, and this time, I plunge two of my fingers inside her up to my rings. Her pussy convulses, and her head is thrown back. She screams as I crawl up her body, and as she comes down from her orgasm, our eyes lock while I hold myself above her.

Without giving her any other option, I drive my tongue into her mouth while she attempts to shove me away with her small hand pushing against my chest, but need consumes me, knowing she is tasting her blood. Her innocence on my tongue only drives me wilder as I nip at her lip.

I pull back, breathless and desperate for more of her. “Taste your blood on my tongue, taste all your innocence, Little Doll. Taste us.” Our mouths collide in a messy kiss, filled with impulsive craving, covered in blood and driven by desire. Using my free hand, I push my cock into her hole once again, filling every inch of her with my thickness.

The mattress creaks and the headboard pounds against the wall in a drumming rhythm. My grunts and groans become animalistic as I sink my teeth into her flesh, marking her with my bite, determined to leave no part of her untouched. My steel cock drives into her harder and harder, and her whimpers turn into cries of pleasure when I swirl my hips to bring her comfort, rubbing her little clit in the process. “My little doll is taking Daddy’s cock so good.”

“So good,” she repeats breathlessly.

“Such a good Little Doll,” I grunt, and sweat coats me like a second skin.

Her whimpers and moans of ecstasy shroud my body in wonderment, and a feeling of pure contentment ripples through me.

This is where my future lies, with my little doll beneath me.

Chapter Fourteen

Rafael

Ierupted inside her again while her small body withered beneath mine, her orgasm hitting her so hard she passed out.

Now I lie beside her, taking in every inch of her marked skin, no longer flawless to the naked eye, yet even more perfect than before.

The tips of my fingers graze over the blemishes, a complete contrast to my usual fucks whom I abandon as soon as I’ve come, not even caring whether they were fulfilled. Yet, my little doll was given my everything, including my cum for us to procreate. I smile at the thought as my hand lingers over her small stomach, and imagining it filled with my baby has my cock hardening.

My phone buzzes from the floor somewhere, and I know my father will track me down. My absence at the club tonight has no longer gone unnoticed. With a heavy sigh, I throw off the sheet and grab my pants, digging around for my phone. Six missed calls from him and multiple messages from Kai, no doubt informing me of my father’s fury.

A soft whimper has my eyebrows furrowing, and when I turn to face her, my heart does a peculiar leap at the sight.

The lighting from the bathroom fills the room, and streaks of blood mark the white sheets, along with her thighs, while her messy hair is splayed out on the pillows, giving away her thoroughly fucked position. I smirk at the thought, proud of the way she’s on display for me.

If I wasn’t being summoned, I’d coat her skin with my cum while she sleeps, but with a twinge of irritation, I stride toward the bathroom, preparing to shower and go back to work.

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