Page 147 of My Five Daddies

“Keep going,” he says, stroking himself while he fucks me with hisfingers.

“I love having you fuck my pussy, ripping me to pieces. I love when you slap my ass and pull my hair and take me like the man you are. God damn, Nolan, please, I need it so badly I can barelybreathe.”

He grabs my hips and thrusts himself inside my pussy, making me gasp as pleasure and pain mingle inside me. He forces every inch of himself deep inside of me, and I’m so wet that I easily take him, despite his enormous size. He buries himself in my pussy and I gasp and moan as he slowly slides back out and starts to thrust intome.

“You dirty fucking traitor,” he says, starting to fuck me faster. It feels so good, made even more intense by the ropes that bind my wrists. “I want to fuck this traitor pussy, make you come like the dirty whore youare.”

“Please,” I moan. “I’m a traitor. I’m a whore. I deserveit.”

“That’s right, you do,” he says, roughly teasing my breasts as he starts to fuck me harder. I love the way his skin slaps against mine as his cock rails into my pussy. “You’re a filthy fucking traitor, and now you’re going to take my cock and admit to yourcrimes.”

I gasp and moan, moving my hips to his rhythm as he fucks me. He tears into my pussy, not holding back at all. It’s rough and not tender, but I love it. I love this little game. He reaches up and grabs myhair.

“Tell me what you’ve done,” he says. “Admit to yourcrimes.”

“I seduced the prince,” I moan. “I’m a dirty whore. I walked in on him changing because I wanted to see his big cock. And then I let him fuck me. I want his baby inside of me. I want to taste his come and swallow every drop ofit.”

That practically makes him roar as he slams into me harder. “More, you filthy traitor whore. I want more, you dirty fuckinggirl.”

“I suck his big cock down on my knees and I let him come on my face because I’m so filthy. I can’t help it, he’s so fucking handsome, and it feels so good when the prince fucks my tight little pussy. God, I want to come so badly, Nolan,” I moan, eyes practically rolled back in myhead.

“Come for me, Hazel,” he grunts, cock slamming into me. “Come for yourprince.”

I gasp, hands curled around the rope, as the orgasm rips through my body. He doesn’t relent, he just keeps fucking me rough and deep, slamming into my tight pussy, ripping me to pieces. My whole body comes in spasms andtwitches.

And as my orgasm finishes, he pulls his cock out from my pussy. In big, thick spurts, he comes all over my stomach and chest, covering my shirt and bra, ruining them, but he doesn’t care. He strokes himself in big, thick strokes as he comes all over me, covering me in his hot, stickycum

When he finishes, he unties me and collapses next to me. I laugh and kiss him and he gets me a towel to clean up with. When I’m done, he wraps his arms around me and pulls meclose.

He kisses me slow and doesn’t say a word, and I don’t need him to. I just want to stay in his arms forever. I’ll be whatever he wants me to be, a dirty whore if he wants, or a good princess if he wants. I’ll do what he asks, and I’ll make him happy, just as long as he keeps making me feel good,too.

After a couple of minutes, my phone starts to buzz. He grins down at me. “Go ahead, grabit.”

I shake my head. “I don’t wantto.”

“Could be important. Checkit.”

I sigh and grab my phone. It’s a video from a number that I don’t recognize. I open the message and it takes me a second to realize what itis.

“Nolan,” I say seriously. “Look atthis.”

He slides up next to me and looks over my shoulder. “Is that what I think itis?”

I slowly nod and hit play. In the video, Renee smiles into the camera, takes a deep breath, and starts to tell useverything.

27

Nolan

My father watchesme from across his desk and for a second, I think that he’s not going to sayanything.

Hazel shifts in her chair next to mine. As far as I know, the only time Hazel has ever met my father was at the wedding. He hasn’t bothered to seek her out or to get to know her at all, like he’s expecting me to fail. That thought makes me angry, but I hold itback.

Finally, he leans back in his chair. “What will you have me do about this?” heasks.

My eyes go wide. “Are youjoking?”

He sighs. “Things are complicated here, Nolan. You have to understandthat.”

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